"May the survivors carry a bounty of harvest into a new life."
"That's all, the decision is yours."
At this point, Shi Ziqiang nodded slightly to the audience and took his seat with a heavy thud.
It must be said, his speech did sound sincere.
But Li Qingming didn't care for a single word of it; after all, every promise made in a speech is bullshit—the position of one's ass is the sole determinant, and he didn't need to utter half a word; the outcome was predetermined.
On the stage, the female CEO saw Shi Ziqiang stop speaking and take his seat, she too spread her arms wide to the audience again.
"Good, now please tell me in your heart who your vote will go to."
"Hmm, this is a recorded vote... I'll announce it in a moment."
"Yes, you can abstain..."
"10 owners have already made their choice; there are just 2 left."
"Please, within 10 seconds, mentally choose the option you wish to vote for, or it will be considered an abstention."
"The last 5 seconds."
"3, 2, 1."
