Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

"Welcome everyone to the Shanghai Municipal Council Chinese Board of Directors election. I am Jiang Ping, the representative of the Chinese Board of Directors. This election will be decided by the votes of the consuls of four countries: Mr. Peel of France, Mr. Robert of Britain, Mr. Oshima of Japan, and James of the United States... 15."

"Welcome our campaign representatives to deliver their campaign speeches."

A round of applause immediately broke out, and then everyone's eyes were drawn to Feng Jingyao and Ye Bai in the audience.

Feng Jingyao was the first to stand up.

"Greetings everyone. I, Feng Jingyao, am honored to stand here to participate in the election for the Chinese Board of Directors. I have always advocated a people-oriented approach..."

His slow and forceful speech had a rather touching quality.

At this moment, Feng Jingyao was more like a philanthropist, explaining his benevolent and wise policies, which immediately won the trust of many people present.

As soon as his three-minute self-praise session ended, a round of applause erupted from the audience.

As Feng Jingyao left the stage, everyone turned their attention to Ye Bai on the opposite side.

Then Ye Bai also stood up, curled the corners of his mouth, and began to speak slowly.

"Hello everyone, I am Ye Bai."

As soon as he began his self-introduction, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

He was clearly far superior to Feng Jingyao just now.

Soon, Ye Bai's speech came to an end.

Jiang Ping quickly took over the topic and resumed hosting the entire process.

"Now it's the consuls' turn to vote, starting with Mr. Oshima from Japan."

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room became tense.

Next, we'll decide who will be the chairman of Huadong this time!

All eyes were on the man in the black suit who was walking onto the stage.

That is, Mr. Oshima, the consul of Japan.

Mr. Oshima's voice showed no hesitation whatsoever.

"I choose Mr. Feng Jingyao. I believe that after Mr. Feng Jingyao becomes a chairman of Huadong, he will lead Huadong to a better future..."

After speaking, Feng Jingyao immediately stood up and nodded to those around him, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

Soon, Jiang Ping's voice rang out again.

"Next up is the American consul, James, to vote."

At this moment, the huge hall was completely silent.

The spectators and reporters in the back row dared not speak loudly, as if afraid of affecting the election results.

James, the American consul, was wearing a brown suit and a blue polka-dot tie. He grabbed the microphone on the stage and said with a smile.

"I choose Mr. Ye. You see, Mr. Ye's influence has even reached our beautiful country. His 'Red Beauty' lipstick is practically an essential fashion item for women in our country right now. I believe only someone with such influence as Mr. Ye is truly capable of fulfilling the role of Chairman Hua..."

Upon hearing this, many audience members in the back rows gasped in surprise.

One vote for one vote!

At this moment, Feng Jingyao and Ye Bai had each received a vote!

In other words, the two are now evenly matched!

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall became noticeably tense.

For a moment, the only sound in the huge hall was the voice of Chairman Hua speaking on Jiang Pingtai's platform.

"Now it's Mr. Faguopier's turn."

As Mr. Peel took the stage, Feng Jingyao and Ding Li, who was standing next to him, showed expressions of confidence.

Feng Jingyao, who was always cautious and suspicious, couldn't help but touch the gentleman's cane in his hand and turn around to ask.

"Ding Li, is everything ready?"

Ding Li, who was standing to the side, immediately nodded.

"Mr. Feng, please rest assured."

Just after the two finished their conversation, Mr. Peel, the consul from France, suddenly curled the corners of his mouth at Feng Jingyao, revealing an enigmatic smile.

The moment their eyes met, Feng Jingyao felt a sense of unease.

An ominous premonition immediately enveloped him.

He gripped the gentleman's cane in one hand, his lips pursed involuntarily, and his eyes stared straight at Mr. Peel on the stage.

Sure enough, the next moment Mr. Peel on the stage spoke.

"I'm casting my vote for Mr. Ye Bai."

It was like a giant wave crashing down, catching Feng Jingyao completely off guard.

His expression immediately darkened.

Upon hearing this, Ding Li, standing to the side, also showed a hint of helplessness, and he muttered to himself.

"How could that be?! I clearly already took care of it."

Seeing that Ye Bai had already stood up to thank everyone, Feng Jingyao's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and he suddenly turned to Ding Li.

"Didn't you say that we had taken good care of Mr. Peel's family? What's the situation now?"

The voice carried a questioning tone, but also a clear hint of anger.

"I…"

Faced with Feng Jingyao's questioning, Ding Li was momentarily speechless.

Just then, a subordinate quietly stepped forward and reported to Ding Li.

"Boss, something terrible has happened! We just got word that the people monitoring Mr. Peel's family have been killed off sometime ago!"

With a loud bang, Ding Li felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

In other words, he was tricked!

It seems the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

After realizing what had happened, Ding Li's expression also darkened.

Thinking about the situation before him, his brows furrowed even more deeply.

It's currently two against one.

Feng Jingyao only had one vote at this point, while Ye Bai already had two votes.

Seeing that Feng Jingyao's expression was getting darker and darker, Ding Li spoke up to comfort him.

“Mr. Feng, it might be a tie. If it's a tie of 867, there might be a second election.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Jingyao curled the corners of his lips, but the smile clearly did not reach his eyes. He looked directly at the last British consul.

"Hopefully, the last Mr. Robert won't let us down."

Ding Li, who was standing to the side, quickly nodded in agreement.

"This vote is definitely ours, after all, his favorite thing is betting on football."

At this moment, Jiang Ping, the representative of Hua Dong, had already handed the microphone to Mr. Robert.

The entire hall was filled with an incredibly tense atmosphere, and the audience was completely focused on the stage, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.

If Mr. Robert cast his vote for Ye Bai, the election will end immediately.

However, if this vote is cast for Feng Jingyao, then the current situation will be a tie of two against two, and there may even be a tiebreaker election.

Thinking of this, the audience and reporters in the back row couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Many people held their breath, as if afraid that a yawn might interrupt Mr. Robert's speech.

It's all down to the last vote!

At this moment, Feng Jingyao, who was in the front row, suddenly turned to look at Ye Bai opposite him. He saw that Ye Bai's expression remained calm, as if he had already won the battle.

Feng Jingyao frowned and narrowed his eyes.

Why is that kid so confident?

Could it be that they've been holding back a trick up their sleeve?

At that moment, seemingly sensing Feng Jingyao's gaze, Ye Bai turned around and gave a polite smile.

When Feng Jingyao saw that smile, he immediately felt it was a provocation!

You bastard, Ye Bai!

Chapter 102 Mr. Feng, you'd better watch yourself!

Thinking of this, Feng Jingyao immediately turned to look at Mr. Robert on the stage.

He swallowed hard, his eyes fixed intently on Mr. Robert's declaration.

At this moment, the thoughts of the people and reporters below the stage were exactly the same as those of Feng Jingyao.