Because the leaders of the town will have to go to other villages to participate in the election of the term in the next few days, the two elections for village directors and village party secretary elections in Longtou Village were held on the same day.

However, the village party secretary election has little to do with the villagers, as long as the party members participate.

Logically speaking, the village had to entertain lunch from the working group in the town, but Lu Zhichao refused firmly. They only boiled boiling water in the village committee, then instant noodles with ham sausage and pickles, and just had a meal together.

Ao Muyang brought them some seafood sauce, and asked them to soak the noodles and mix them with Shanghai sauce, so that they would not eat the sauce packs and seasoning packs that came with instant noodles.

The seafood sauce he carefully cooked tasted so high that it was more delicious than the instant noodles. Lu Zhichao ate two servings of noodles and said satisfied: "This may be the best instant noodles I have ever eaten. Director Ao, you are very good at making sauces."

Ao Muyang was about to be polite, but Ao Zhiyi smiled and said, "Of course, after our Director Ao finished high school, he went to study as a chef. He worked as a chef for several years and had a great cooking skills."

His words seemed to praise Ao Muyang, but he deliberately emphasized the accent of the words "after high school" and "chef". Anyone who is interested can hear it. He felt a little ridiculed by Ao Muyang.

Ao Muyang did not respond to this sentence. He glanced at Ao Zhiyi and asked knowingly: "Secretary Lu, do you think I can run for the village party secretary?"

When Ao Zhiyi heard this, he was startled and almost cursed his mother with his mouth trembling.

Lu Zhichao smiled and said, "Sorry, Director Ao, according to the provisions of our national election law, those participating in the election of village senior officials are all local party members. The relationship between party members must also be in the village, otherwise they cannot participate in the election of elections and have no right to vote or be elected."

When Ao Zhiyi heard him say this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ao Muyang's next sentence made him nervous again: "Oh, that's right, but I'm quite looking forward to the afternoon election. There are several capable people in our village who are participating in the election for high-ranking officials."

"Is that true?" Lu Zhichao said with a smile.

Ao Muyang said seriously: "That's not, for example, Ao Wenchang, a college student who graduated from a key university, is educated and smart; for example, Mrs. Su Hongxin, is the oldest party member in our village and eats more salt than a young man like me. As the saying goes, if an old man in the family is like a treasure, if Mrs. Su Hongxin becomes the village secretary, then our village will have a treasure."

Su Hongxin is Ao Qianlai's grandmother. She is not only the oldest person in Longtou Village, but also the oldest person in the town. Her joining the party also has to be calculated as the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea. At that time, she was praised by the prefectural committee for leading the village women to make quilts and coats for the volunteer army, and then joined the party.

Ao Zhiyi was a little anxious and said, "Yangzai, don't talk nonsense. The election of high-ranking officials in this village is not a village director. This position must be responsible to the party and the masses..."

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Everyone has to be responsible to the Party and the masses, so the village director does not have to be responsible to the Party and the masses? The election of village directors is a joke?"

Ao Zhiyi was not good at speaking, and after being blocked by him, he said angrily: "Wait for Secretary Lu, don't talk nonsense. Come on, come on, everyone is ready to carry out the election work. Don't stay in the office without any irrelevant personnel."

Ao Muyang is not a party member, he is an irrelevant person in this work, so Ao Zhiyi cleverly drove him out.

There were many people watching the fun outside the office. Ao Muyang came out, and a silly man came out and shouted: "Yozi, why are you not here to elect?"

Ao Muyang saw that it was Ao Qianlai who was hidden by him a few days ago and said, "It's nothing to do with me anymore. I'm not a candidate."

Ao Qianlai wondered: "What does it mean? Didn't they all say, do you want to be the village chief?"

Ao Muyang was about to speak when the speakers hanging on the telephone poles in the small square of the village committee rang out a passionate melody: The March of the Volunteers!

First, he played the national anthem, and then he was appointed as the village party secretary to summarize and report on his work during his term, and listened to the opinions of the party members attending the meeting and the instructions of the superior leaders.

This is still a formality, but Ao Zhiyi showed off his show. He wore a Zhongshan suit, seriously put on glasses, and said slowly in Mandarin: "Dear leaders, comrades, good afternoon everyone..."

Ao Qianwen smiled and said, "Isn't it just noon? Why is it good afternoon?"

Ao Zhiyi glared at him, and Jiang Xiaoyu said, "Uncle Qianwen, this is a serious occasion, don't joke."

Ao Qianwen stopped laughing, but the villagers watching outside the house laughed.

Ao Zhiyi patted the table and shouted: "Everyone is not involved, don't make trouble. You can smile at any occasion and be serious! This is the Party Congress!"

Lv Zhichao, who was originally serious, couldn't help laughing when he heard his last words: Damn, the Party Congress?!

Seeing him laugh, the other staff laughed secretly, and now Ao Zhiyi has no choice.

After reading a few words as he read them, Ao Zhiyi stepped down and the election officially began.

In fact, he has nothing to think about. There has been no change in Longtou Village in the past three years, and he has no political achievements. The only thing he can do is Fuhai Group's investment intention, but this is only intention, because the villagers are unhappy, and this matter has been ruined.

Before the formal election begins, participants must fill out a questionnaire to investigate whether there are any violations of the law and violations in the election.

After collecting the questionnaire, Lu Zhichao led the group members to conduct statistics. After he thought there was no abnormality, he went up to read out the election discipline and requirements, and then said: "Everything is fine, so in the order of the list, everyone should fill in the candidate list."

This list is very long. There are 5 members of the village party branch and 6 candidates. You can fill in the maximum number of 6 candidates with at least 1 candidate.

Everything is as usual, and everyone is ready to write their names.

At this time, Ao Qianlai asked again: "Don't you go up to speak during the election? Why doesn't Yoko speak?"

Ao Mudong next to him said, "When did you come back? Longtou spoke in the morning. He chose the village chief, and this time he chose the village party secretary."

Ao Qianlai asked, "I came back during the meal. I didn't see Yoko talking. So will I choose Yoko?"

Ao Mudong said impatiently: "No, don't choose him, everyone choose Ao Zhiyi."

This is something that everyone in the village knows, or something that everyone in the village knows. Unfortunately, Ao Qianlai is not a normal person.

When Ao Qianlai heard that everyone chose Ao Muyang instead of Ao Zhiyi, he suddenly became anxious.

He pushed open the door and rushed in, saying, "Don't choose first, don't choose first, everyone choose Ao Muyang, don't choose Ao Zhiyi, you can't choose him!"
Chapter completed!