In the TEDA Conference Center, the voting process was long and boring. People in the hall got up one after another to queue up at the voting booth, and some people communicated softly with familiar people.
In this way, Zhang Ming sat in the first row and waited for more than an hour before the number of votes on the spot was reduced by about 90%, leaving only a few scattered people still in line.
While Zhang Ming was waiting, Yang Dong, Guizi Wu and others had been active in the entire conference hall. When the matter reached this point, there was nothing to hide. They openly supervised the voting of the people they invited.
Near the end of the voting, Yang Dong and Guizi Wu returned, stood on both sides of Zhang Ming, and communicated with him in a low voice.
"All the votes here have been cast." Yang Dong said in a low voice: "I stood at the queue and checked one by one. There is absolutely no problem."
"The situation is the same here." Guiziwu took out his mobile phone and pulled out a few photos in a covert manner: "Look, they all voted according to our code, no problem."
Zhang Ming nodded: "You guys sit down for a while, I'll ask other people for their voting results and tally them up!"
"good!"
After everyone finished discussing, they went back and took their seats, while Zhang Ming controlled the phone with one hand and was asking about his side's vote count.
About ten minutes later, Guizi Wu, who was sitting in the third row, suddenly stood up and came to Zhang Ming's side in a hurry: "President, President!"
Zhang Ming suddenly turned around: "What's wrong?"
Guizi Wu glanced around, took out his mobile phone, and called up text messages: "Look!"
Zhang Ming lowered his head to look at the screen of his mobile phone and was completely stunned.
"On the second floor, someone is going to set up a gun and open fire in the projection hall! Tell the president to be careful!"
The content of the text message was simple and clear. After Zhang Ming read it, white hairy sweat broke out all over his body: "Who told you?"
Guizi Wu lowered his head and lay in Zhang Ming's ear and replied: "There is a boss in Fukuoka who has a very good relationship with me. He told me! Wei Xiangzuo's place seems to have exploded. Someone temporarily raised the price and wanted to control him for 10 million.
, the talks collapsed...so they are afraid that if they don’t have enough votes, they can do something dirty.”
Zhang Ming looked at Guizi Wu in shock and kicked Yang Dong next to him.
"What's wrong?!" Yang Dong put his head in and asked.
Guiziwu handed over the phone and let the other party take a look.
After reading it, Yang Dong felt a little nervous and couldn't help but glance at the various projection ports on the second floor!
Incidents under the table have happened too frequently recently. Jing Yan, Zhou Peng, and Yu Zheng all died badly, which made everyone feel a little panicked, especially Zhang Ming. Although he was not beaten on the spot last time in Donggang
He died, but he lost an arm!
In the noisy venue, Zhang Ming glanced at Yang Dong with complicated eyes, and said softly to him: "Let's go out first, and you can find someone to take a look at it on the second floor!"
"good!"
Yang Dong nodded.
After the words fell, the group of people stood up and looked around with wandering eyes. There were too many people at the scene, more than 1,600 people in total. Yang Dong felt that everyone was not a good person.
On the other side, Wei Xiangzuo went to the rest room from the beginning of the voting and did not appear much from the beginning to the end, and the work of counting the votes was left to his brothers.
Zhang Ming led the people to the banquet table and went straight behind the scenes.
When an elder saw them passing by, he smiled and asked: "It's almost over, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Mingqiang smiled and replied: "Let's go to the toilet!"
"Ah!" The elder nodded and said nothing more.
Everyone left through the special passage behind the scenes and went directly to the president's lounge.
…
Second floor.
Yang Dong's three brothers, along with the garrison soldiers in plain clothes, quietly walked out of the fire escape stairwell, then looked at each other and hurried to the projection room at a very fast pace.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The group of people moved quickly and opened the doors of three projection rooms in succession, but found nothing unusual.
The leading soldier was about to call Zhang Ming when he accidentally saw a projection room at the corner of the corridor. He paused, immediately walked over, put his hand on the door handle, and suddenly pushed it open.
door.
The door opened, and the leading soldier looked up into the room and saw six men standing at the projection opening in the room.
At this time, Yang Dong's brother also came over and glanced inside the house.
At the projection port, Guo Zhengdao frowned and looked at everyone and asked, "What are you doing?"
The leading soldier glanced at the group of people: "Nothing, we went to the wrong place!"
"Close the door!" Guo Zhengdao replied.
The leading soldier glanced at the projection stand and saw two large black suitcases. He paused for a moment before closing the door and leaving.
…
In the lounge.
Zhang Ming was sitting on the sofa, feeling very anxious. Although he had expected that there might be a fierce conflict before he came, after reading Guizi Wu's text message, he felt completely different.
Someone is secretly targeting me with a sniper. Who the hell is not panicking?
"I think they shouldn't dare to do it. The garrison is outside. If the gun really fires, how can Lao Li follow the rules of the Coders Association? It's too ugly to convince the public."
Yang Dong muttered.
"Bang!"
Before Zhang Ming could reply, the door to the room was pushed open by Yang Dong's brother.
"What's going on?" Zhang Ming stood up and asked.
"There are indeed people, six of them, and Guo Zhengdao is also there." Yang Dong's brother replied.
Zhang Ming blinked his eyes and his face became extremely ugly.
"President Zhang, they seem to have guns. I saw two big black boxes next to the projection stand." The leading soldier also said: "They should be snipers!"
Zhang Ming swallowed, put his hands on his hips, and unconsciously looked around the lounge.
For the past month, Zhang Ming has been hiding in the garrison headquarters. Although he himself is safe, the convening and internal layout of this meeting were not handled by him personally, which led to him staying in the venue with no thoughts at all.
A sense of security.
Next to him, Yang Dong stood up suddenly after hearing what his brothers and soldiers said. His attitude was completely different from before: "Damn it, they are really ready to take action! Then we are wasting our time here...!"
Zhang Ming turned to look at Yang Dong and whispered to him: "The votes have been cast, and the ballot box is placed on the table. No one can move it! If you do this, you will leave a few reliable brothers to protect our country."
The people on the side will personally supervise the vote counting!"
"good!"
"Let's go, there's no point in staying here anymore." Zhang Ming greeted everyone: "Let's go find Chief Tan!"
"Let's go, hurry up!" Yang Dong took out his phone and urged everyone.
"Didi!"
At this moment, Guizi Wu received another text message and followed Zhang Ming and said: "The people on the second floor left, and Guo Zhengdao went to Wei Xiangzuo's room!"
Zhang Ming frowned and immediately quickened his pace: "Quick, hurry up!"