Chapter: 1683

Is it really his biological father?

If so, will you be so eager to help another person get his presidency?

Ah--

Quan Nanzhai sneered, he thought it was very funny.

Maybe that person has never treated him as a son, but at this moment, he still has a ridiculous idea in his heart.

I hope that person did not really participate in today's incident, I hope that person was just deceived and used.

It's ridiculous.

So a wily old fox, as long as he doesn't count others, who else can count him? Who else could deceive and use him?

I'm afraid not.

Quan Nanzhai shook his head, hiding the last trace of heartache in his eyes, and soon his eyes were cold again, broken and cruel.

"Lin Jiacheng!" Quan Nanzhai called his secretary.

"Mr. President!" Lin Jiacheng pushed the door open and entered, and stood in front of Quan Nanzhai respectfully.

"What are you waiting for?" After saying that, Quan Nanzhai had already strode out, Lin Jiacheng was stunned for a moment, and followed closely.

In front of many cameras, Quan Lizhang continued to speak: "I would like to thank every citizen for their perseverance in the country at such a critical time. It is because of you that our country can be prosperous and strong."

Quan Lizhang bowed deeply, to the people on the scene, and also to the people in front of the TV... In short, acting requires a lot of tricks.

He saluted, and of course the people would return the salute. After coming and going, time passed for a long time.

At this time, a person hurried over and handed a report to Quan Lizhang: "Mr., this is the data of the people who voted for Mr. Quan Dongming as president with their real names on the Internet."

Quan Lizhang opened the data sheet, and when he saw the data in the data sheet, he nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at Quan Dongming beside him: "Dongming, not only every representative present hopes that you can succeed the president." According to the online real-name voting statistics collected just now, 80% of the people support you. The people have such high expectations of you, why do you have any reason to refuse?"

Quan Dongming made a very embarrassed look, clenched his fist, and said hesitantly: "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to, but that I..."

Among the people's delegation in the audience, someone immediately took the lead in booing: "Mr. Dong Ming, the president is none other than you, please don't refuse."

These plays were all rehearsed by them in advance. When one person made a fuss, in fact, people naturally responded one after another. They wanted to create the illusion that Quan Dongming's succession as president was jointly elected by the people of the whole country.

Just now, Quan Lizhang also said that as the saying goes, a country cannot be without a master for a day, and Quan Nanzhai was killed. The most urgent task is to elect a new president to stabilize the overall situation.

Once something happened to Quan Nanzhai, Quan Dongming was the most experienced member of the younger generation of the Quan family, and he was also the one most likely to succeed the president in the presidential candidate list.

It might be the best time in history to recommend Quan Dongming at this time, neither Quan Lizhang, Su Wanqin beside him, nor Quan Dongming himself would be willing to miss this opportunity.

The crowd booed and shouted: "Mr. Dong Ming, you are the president. Please stand up and preside over the overall situation. Don't refuse."

Everyone shouted in unison, the voice was loud and shocking.

Just when these voices were resounding, Quan Lizhang leaned into Quan Dongming's ear and said softly, "Dongming, no one can stop you from being the president now. Boy, work hard, the world in the future It's yours."

Quan Dongming nodded with a smile: "my uncle, don't worry, this world belongs to me, and it belongs to you."

Quan Lizhang expressed his satisfaction with what Quan Dongming said, but he still felt regretful: "Oh, if only my son could be half as filial as you."

Thinking of his son, Quan Lizhang felt somewhat sad and regretful.