Zhao Bingnan was stunned. He paused and looked at the stage. He listened to the teller singing his ticket. He watched the teller recording the ticket one by one

with the voice of the ticket teller, the sweat on Zhao Bingnan's head fell down many times. These votes determine the fate of Zhao Bingnan for the rest of his life. If he successfully stepped onto the post of middle-level leader this time, he laid the foundation for his official career! If he can't get to the middle level this time, then his second half of life will be like this. It's dangerous to be a big official, not to mention...