Shen Peisheng raised his hand to vote, openly stating that he did not support Fang Beijun's "three-year term" restriction for the candidates.
Fang Beijun was startled on the spot.
In his eyes, Shen Peisheng, this old fox, was definitely not a good sort; his "not supporting" must have had a scheming purpose!
"In this matter, my approach actually aligns with Shen Peisheng's interests, yet he chooses to defy me?"
"What is he playing at!"
Fang Beijun muttered internally.
He was puzzled in his mind, yet his expression remained unchanged.
"I also do not support." Another Senior Affairs Officer, seeing the trend, raised his hand.
Exclude one abstention.
The scene was six against three, Fang Beijun, defeated.
"Since everyone thinks that the restriction I proposed is inappropriate, let's drop it then."
Fang Beijun smiled breezily, his demeanor neither upset nor annoyed.
