Fanzhi Wen had a vague sense of Liang Qunfeng’s sudden intention to call for a vote by show of hands, but what was incomprehensible was why he would do such a thing. The You-Liang Faction could not be so naive as to think such a simple wedge would trick him into alienating Wang Xuemin... surely not. There couldn’t be anyone that naive in this meeting room.
The facts bore this out. During the vote, the Fan-Zhao Faction had to show its support for Wang Xuemin, regardless of their willingness; it was a matter of aligning oneself with the team, and there was no room for negligence. Once the first three voted, Liang Qunfeng and his two associates followed immediately, without a hint of hesitation. With thirteen votes in total, six had already been cast in favor, bringing the count to a critical juncture. If Fanzhi Wen voted in favor, the meeting would conclude with a unanimous decision. If he refused, the motion would fail by a single vote.
Fanzhi Wen raised his hand to signify his agreement without a moment’s hesitation. Trying to drive a wedge? I saw through your little trick long ago. Jiao Feiyue, while raising his hand, allowed a playful glint to flash in his eyes; this was getting more and more interesting. The expressions of those in the room varied, but Wang Xuemin’s face was as dark as charcoal, looking as if he had swallowed filth. With all thirteen votes in favor, the resolution to appoint Shang Liangjun as the head of the Jingzhou Municipal Bureau was passed. The meet…
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