Female president's private killer

When the phone rang, Zhao Xi took out the phone, looked at it and said to his concerned wife, "it's old Shen. I'm afraid he called at this time to comfort me."

He smiled, looked into his wife's eyes and put the phone in his ear. After only one sentence, the smile on his face solidified.

"What happened?" The woman gripped his hand nervously.

"Old Shen congratulated me and asked me..." Zhao Xi's eyes were full of confusion and murmured in an uncertain tone: "prepare for the inaugural speech?"

The woman opened her mouth wide and subconsciously looked down at her watch. She suddenly pulled Zhao Xi and ran to the small square in front.

Old Shen Hung up the phone, nodded slightly to Huang Shengtian, and looked uneasily at the TV.

Peng Jun, who was in the luxury suite of the hotel and was ready to sell all his family wealth, sat down on the sofa and looked absently at the latest screen in the middle of the room. In the empty air train waiting room, a female secretary of Zhao Xi's campaign team sat quietly on the waiting bench, holding a plane ticket to Xiali island in her hand.

She put earplugs in her ears and listened to music. Perhaps because of Zhao Xi's words when she just left, she has been trying to control herself and not to watch the TV with changeable light on the wall of the waiting room.

When a train pulled into the station at ten ten, she got up. Before entering the carriage, she finally couldn't help looking up at the TV screen.

A member of the house of Commons of the Chinese United parliament leaned wearily on the sofa of the extended car and closed his eyes.

The members of the house of Lords, who were in the same compound, had been making complacency all day.

On this day, the house of Commons clashed with those aspiring villains. If the media is present, this may be the biggest scandal in China!

Until now, his fist still hurts a little.

However, the fist on the annoying guy's face was applauded by the whole house of Commons.

The car TV in the car is quietly changing light.

When the music sounded, he sighed and opened his eyes.

In the police station, the middle-aged man who fought and made trouble in the national victory square has regained calm.

He sat in the police office and silently signed his name on the record. The policewoman in charge of taking notes turned on the TV. Then get up and pour water.

"Look at it," the beautiful and kind policewoman sighed. "Maybe a miracle will happen."

At this time, every city in China was quiet.

People gathered on the roadside of every commercial building, every square, every bar, restaurant and other places with TV, looking up and holding their breath. Although they had just been stunned by the hostage incident at the party. But when this moment came, they quickly focused on the stagnant ticket counter in the TV sub picture.

The portraits of the four candidates are above the counter.

The following data is still four seconds to the zero position.

Counter, start beating!

The counting of votes in China is automatically calculated by Skynet and the supercomputer at Shangjing University in the capital. No one can participate in the work.

Billions of votes can be counted and reviewed in just a few seconds.

However, in order to be accurate, such calculations have to be repeated hundreds of times. The results of each time must be exactly the same. If there is an error of 0.01, it will be regarded as a major accident and may lead to the invalidation of the election.

There has never been a problem with this way of counting votes.

There were people who wanted to cheat. However, they simply can not find the point of intervention to change the system. Unless they can do it at the polling place.

In fact, under the close attention of relevant stakeholders and under the guarantee of strict measures, it is even more difficult than invading Skynet.

The data is changing rapidly.

People stared at the counting times and murmured: "370 million, 380 million, 400 million..."

At the same time that the last number was shouted out by people, the vote counter announced the end of the elected chairman - Zhao Xi!

Time solidified at this moment.

People can't believe their eyes. They rubbed their eyes and rubbed them again

A moment later, a burst of crazy cheers broke out in the national Victory Square.

The supporters of Zhao Xi who had been silent all the time jumped up at this moment!

They jumped, shouted and hugged each other with all their strength!

Everyone was hit by the sudden happiness, and an electric current covered every inch of the body. The whole body's hot blood gathered to the top of the head at this moment.

At this moment, they are no longer those who lie on the railing set by the police and silently look at the laughter of Wang Tao's supporters. At this moment, they are no longer the dejected group of people.

At this moment, they need to shout and roar with all their strength to prevent their heartbeat from jumping out of their chest.

Everyone's face is red because of the surging blood, and everyone's eyes are glowing because of uncontrollable excitement! They are jumping in this huge square. At a glance, it was full of people's heads and hugs! Zhao Xi's posters and slogans rippled like an ocean.

In the police station, a crazy cry burst into the sky.

The policewoman who poured the water trembled. Looking back, she saw the gentle middle-aged man jumping and shouting in her office.

He took off the suit he had just put on, pulled off his tie, flushed, waved his clenched fist and ran around the desk!

On the silent platform, the girl from the campaign team, staring blankly at the TV screen, suddenly covered her face with her hand and squatted on the ground crying.

The train door closed and drove away from her.

The girl suddenly lost her ticket, grabbed her backpack and ran out of the platform. Tears flew all the way!

In the hotel, the wine cup in Peng Jun's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

He stared and stood up slowly. His lips were trembling and his feet faltered. Suddenly, with all his strength, he uttered a loud scream throughout the hotel!

In the car, the congressman dialed the phone with trembling hands.

"See?" He shouted at each other desperately, and there was only one sentence in his mouth: "see, see!"

On the square, Zhao Xi standing in the crowd looked at the big screen foolishly.

The crowd jumped and shouted beside him. Countless posters and slogans have completely drowned him.

Suddenly, a warm, fragrant and soft body suddenly fell into his arms. The tearful wife exhausted all her strength and hugged him tightly: "you won! God... You won! "

At the Palace Hotel, everyone looked at the screen in a daze.

Qin demon was stunned. Shi Tianhao was stunned. Wang Tao and Yuan Jiangping are completely stupid.

Qin ChuChu's body was shaking violently, and her lips became very pale because the blood color faded quickly. As if in a nightmare that will never wake up.

Suddenly, Duan Tiandao's voice sounded: "Hey, I just want some youth loss fee. Don't you pretend to be stupid?"

January 20 is the voting day and result announcement day of China's general election, as well as Qin ChuChu's birthday.

This night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

In the Palace Hotel, hundreds of Chinese dignitaries and dignitaries are under the bright crystal lamp.

The whole hall is brightly lit and gorgeous like heaven on earth. High dome, soft silk carpet, exquisite tableware, fragrant wine, neatly dressed waiter.

However, all this seemed to disappear at this moment.

Heaven and earth rotate in consciousness, and the brain is blank.

No one expected that the chairman with a pinch in his hand flew away at the last minute.

It is not Wang Tao or yuan Jiangping who laughs to the end, but Zhao Xi who has given up at all!

This moment was supposed to be a moment of jubilation.

But now the cheers are in the distance, in the national victory square outside the Palace Hotel.

There, countless supporters of Zhao Xi are marching, singing, jumping and waving slogans and flags, forming an endless ocean of joy.

And the palace hotel has become a concentration camp for losers!

Everyone's face turned white at this moment.

Shi Tianhao's eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul. Wang Tao's body is shaky. It seems that he can't even stand stably. Lao Mou's face suddenly turned blue and purple. He sat down powerlessly in his chair. Jiang Shengyi, Feng Congxin, Jiang Hua and others still stared at the big screen, as if they were still waiting for the change of the result.

The worst is the traitors who should have been the winners.

These people from Huang Shengtian camp have completely lost their look in their eyes. That kind of extreme regret is swallowing their hearts like poisonous snakes, making them miserable.

Among them, the worst is yuan Jiangping.

The veteran politician who betrayed the Huang camp at the last minute seemed to be 30 years old all at once.

Although his hair is still intact, his clothes are still neat, and his face wearing a pair of gold wire glasses is still elegant and steady temperament. However, his whole person has lost his spirit. Standing there, like a walking corpse!

Some people began to leave quickly.

As if this gorgeous hotel was a tomb, hurried as if he had seen a ghost.

At this time, staying here is no longer a wise decision.

This country is still in the hands of Huang Shengtian, who firmly holds it. What intrigues and tricks, what means of struggle, are jokes in front of this quiet old man!

Several chaebol presidents left in a hurry.

A general took two steps back, looked at the sculpture like Qin demon, finally gritted his teeth, turned and strode away.

Several senior government officials and party leaders sighed, put their heads in, and walked slowly away.

As people left one by one, the whole hall immediately seemed deserted.

The rest of the people are either still out of their minds, or like Lao Mou, who has no way out.

Even the officials in charge of security work quietly winked at their men. At this time, once you wipe the gun and go off, maybe you will be in a terrible black pot!

"It's impossible..." Wang Tao staggered back two steps, his eyes straight: "it's impossible!"

He sat down in his chair, jumped up quickly, looked at the Qin demon beside him, looked at Qin ChuChu, looked at the same pale people around him, and shouted, "this is cheating, they are manipulating the election!"

No one answered him.

Although this is everyone's suspicion and expectation, it is almost a delusion to overturn the results of the presidential election in the current war period.

Whether the result is true or false, it is the final result!

Wang Tao's eyes swept over the faces of the people. With each silent face, his face became pale.

It was a great blow to him.

All day, he thought he would be the ultimate winner. When he spoke to Zhao Xi in the voting hall, he was so satisfied and elated.

However, at the last minute, the fruit of victory was taken directly from his mouth. He didn't say it. He slapped himself in the face and scolded loudly. You fart!

When Duan Tiandao's voice sounded, Wang Tao's eyes nailed to Duan Tiandao's face.