Again?
Zhao Tienan raised his eyebrows, a knowing smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Yesterday it was Song Nan, today it's Xing Zhaolin!
For this one vote, these people really rack their brains.
In fact, there are two or three hundred households in Fengshan Village, and one vote cannot influence the big picture at all.
But the election here has a rather special rule, which is that village-level units count as twenty votes.
And the clinic is one of the essential village-level units in Fengshan Village, with Zhao Tienan as the indisputable head of the clinic.
So in the process of the village chief election, Zhao Tienan became a battleground, with everyone hoping to get those twenty votes from him.
Since it's like this, there's profit to be made.
"Xing Zhaolin, what benefits do I get for choosing you? Don't give me vague answers, I'm not a three-year-old child, and I don't like empty promises."
Zhao Tienan didn't even lift his head, speaking straightforwardly.
