Name: My father Yuan Mu

Yuan Mu lit a cigarette and glanced at Wen Huarong who was sitting in the first seat not far away. Wen Huarong looked at Yuan Mu without any hesitation, with a look of complacency and sarcasm in his eyes. It seemed that he was very optimistic about his plan.

Yuan Mu didn't care about his ridicule. He was thinking about how to break the deadlock. Now he didn't have to think about it. Wen Huarong's faction would definitely fully support Wan Chenghong. According to the number of votes, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

Wen Huarong, Jiang Hongtu, Bi Qisui, Li Jianming, Li Zijin, and Zhao Lichun will definitely support Wan Chenghong, which means he will have a firm grasp of the six votes.

Liu Tianhua must have known about Wan Chenghong in advance, but he did not reveal the news to Jiang Hongtu or himself. It seems that he is most likely to support Wen Huarong. That is seven votes. There are a total of thirteen people, and seven votes have exceeded half. Yuan Mu has already lost before the voting even started.

As for Liang Qunfeng, he is a fence-sitter. If you want him to support you, you must pay the same price, otherwise he will definitely follow the crowd.

This Wen Huarong is really too sinister. He came here out of the blue without giving him any time to prepare or smooth things over. I guess Wen Huarong was afraid that he would use his connections to deal with other people, so he came here out of the blue and let Luzhou's mayor be quickly implemented.

When Yuan Mu was shifting his gaze, he accidentally met Jiang Hongtu's eyes. The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds. Yuan Mu saw confidence and ambition in his eyes.

It seems that Jiang Hongtu had been hiding very well before. He looked kind on the outside, but there was a devil living in his heart, and now he seemed to be showing signs of coming out.

Yuan Mu knew that it was basically impossible to get Jiang Hongtu to give up, but Yuan Mu was not someone who would give up easily. He had to continue even if he lost.

In fact, both Wen Huarong and Jiang Hongtu knew in their hearts that once their people went to Luzhou to be mayors, they would most likely be mascots, because Yuan Mu would never give them the opportunity to be in power, and he would still have to make the decisions on all affairs of Luzhou.

But they don't care about these. Their people don't need to do anything when they go down there. They just need to follow Yuan Mu's orders and obey his orders. In two or three years, they will naturally be promoted to the vice-ministerial level. Maybe after Yuan Mu is promoted, they can even achieve Yuan Mu's position. This is what they want.

Turning around, Yuan Mu looked at his own men again, only to see that they all had worried expressions on their faces. It was obvious that this matter had exceeded their expectations. However, there was one exception, and that was the military district political officer Wei Yu Maoxun. He looked down and motioned Yuan Mu to look down as well.

Yuan Mu was a little confused, but he still looked down, and then saw a small paper ball thrown from below at his feet. Yuan Mu looked at Yu Maoxun in confusion, and the other party looked at Liu Tianhua who was sitting diagonally opposite Yuan Mu.

Yuan Mu understood now. He looked around and saw that no one noticed him, so he deliberately dropped his pen on the ground. Then he bent down to pick up the pen and picked up the paper ball.

He unfolded the paper ball and took a look. There was not much written on it, only a name. Yuan Mu didn't know what it meant, but he didn't think too much about it. Anyway, it had come to this point, so he might as well give it a try.

"Minister Liu, my pen was broken just now. Can you lend me yours?" Yuan Mu raised the pen in his hand and looked at Liu Tianhua and said with a smile.

Yuan Mu's words attracted the attention of the people around him, especially Zhao Lichun, who had a sarcastic look on his face.

"Comrade Yuan Mu, you don't have to live so shabby, do you? We all know you're an honest official, but you can't be so poor that you can't even afford a pen, right? How about I send you a box someday?"

"Haha! Secretary Zhao, don't worry about this. I dare not accept your pen. What if you accuse me of taking bribes?" Yuan Mu retorted bluntly.

"Hmph!" Seeing that he didn't get any advantage, Zhao Lichun simply stopped arguing with Yuan Mu, otherwise Wen Huarong would scold him again.

Liu Tianhua was a little confused. Even if your pen was broken, couldn't you just borrow it from someone else? Why did you have to go far away?

However, Liu Tianhua didn't think too much about it and directly handed his spare pen to Yuan Mu.

"thank you."

"You are welcome."

Yuan Mu took the pen and pretended to write twice, then quickly rolled the note into a tube and stuffed it into the pen cap.

"Minister Liu, my pen is now working well, so I'll give it back to you." Yuan Mu said as he handed the pen back to Liu Tianhua.

"Comrade Yuan Mu! We are in a meeting now, could you please be quiet? Do you think this is a vegetable market?" Zhao Lichun would say something to Yuan Mu whenever he had the chance.

"What's going on? Didn't I know this was a meeting? My pen isn't working, and I can't borrow it? How am I supposed to record Secretary Wen's thoughts on the meeting? How am I supposed to convey them to the people below when I get back? Secretary Zhao, I've noticed something's wrong with your thinking."

Wen Huarong, who was sitting in the first seat, had a helpless look on his face. In fact, he already knew about the matter between the two children. It was embarrassing to even mention it. A young man in his twenties was beaten by an eleven-year-old child.

Later, Zhao Lichun sent people to cause trouble, but they didn't succeed. He had criticized Zhao Lichun two days ago and asked him not to cause trouble for Yuan Mu for the time being, but it seemed that he didn't listen.

"Okay! Quiet down! If you two keep arguing, get out!" Wen Huarong frowned and said in a low voice.

"Hmph!" The two of them snorted coldly at the same time and stopped talking.

Liu Tianhua took the pen and shook his head. He was not interested in the grudge between Yuan Mu and Zhao Lichun. He was about to put the pen back into his pocket, but he saw that the pen cap was not on. So he tried to cover it with his thumb, but it didn't work to his surprise, as if there was something inside.

This made him curious, so he opened the pen cap, and a piece of paper fell out. He looked up at Yuan Mu, who gave him a kind smile.

Originally, he didn't want to get involved in the fight between the two sides. He just wanted to make a good transition during this period. It was not easy for him to be promoted to a deputy minister, and now he didn't want to take sides easily. However, both Wen Huarong and Yuan Mu had tried to win him over, but he just hadn't thought it through yet.

Yuan Mu's move now was nothing more than an attempt to win him over. What was written on the note should be the terms of exchange or something like that. He didn't want to read it at first, but people are curious, and he was no exception. So he opened the note for some reason and saw only three words written on it, which was a person's name.

Perhaps other people didn't know what he represented, but Liu Tianhua's pupils suddenly contracted, and this scene was keenly captured by Yuan Mu.