The old leader's words, from another perspective, also revealed his attitude—he supported Director Qi's promotion plan tailored specifically for Qin Zi'an.
But as the old leader finished speaking, the atmosphere in the meeting room became even more tense.
The group looked at each other, each pondering which solution would be more suitable.
Now, almost everything that needed to be discussed has been discussed, and only the final step of anonymous voting remains.
"Since no one has any objections, let's move on to the final anonymous voting stage."
The old leader's voice broke the silence; he slightly raised his eyes and gestured for the staff to distribute the ballot cards.
Soon, the voting cards were distributed to everyone, and the meeting room fell silent again, with only the faint sound of pens scratching across paper.
Everyone was silently weighing their vote, and Qin Zi'an's name was like a touchstone, testing everyone's understanding of the value of talent and their expectations for the future of the cultural tourism industry.
Without exception, all the attendees were carefully filling out their choices.
This is because this single transaction not only determined Qin Zi'an's fate but also concerned the future of China's cultural tourism industry.
Time ticked by, and as the last participant slowly put down his pen…
The subtle "click" sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet conference room, as if witnessing this important moment.
The staff quickly and systematically began collecting the ballot cards. Their movements, though light, seemed to carry the gaze and expectations of everyone in the conference room.
As the ballot cards were collected and tallied one by one, the atmosphere in the meeting room grew increasingly tense…
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