817 Election does not count
The European region is divided into the Nordic part, the Eastern Europe part, and the Western Europe part; the African region is divided into the South African region, the North African region, and the West African region; the Americas are mainly South America, and are also divided into three regions; Oceania is also divided into three regions; the Middle East is also divided into three regions; and Asia is also divided into three regions.
At 9 o'clock the next morning, all 24 responsible persons arrived at the venue.
The heads of the six regions, each with three deputy, except for the four Arctic foxes in the Middle East, were almost all of them from the Black Demon God and the others, and they were all united together.
The mad dog was wearing a straight suit and was the last one to enter the conference room. When he walked in, he saw the helpless eyes of four Arctic foxes.
There is no way, this is the current situation.
"Everyone is here." The mad dog stood in the main seat, looking around everyone present, with a far-fetched smile on his face, pointing at the suit on his body: "I'm wearing a suit, you're wearing combat uniforms. After the meeting, I will leave, but as the meeting is underway, I'm still the president of the Black Panther Mercenary Guild."
"Yes, you are still the president of the guild before you choose a new president." The Dark Demon said with a smile: "After that, your suit is really good, President!"
"Hahaha……"
"It's really good. The president is more suitable for wearing suits and tie, hahaha..."
“…”
The situation has come true. For people like the Black Demon God, this meeting is just a formality and let the mad dog leave in a decent manner.
Of course, they are not so kind, can you expect a group of mercenary leaders to be kind? No, just to be smooth and over-controlled by the guild's wealth, as well as thousands of mercenaries in the Middle East.
No one is a fool. Once he fights hard, both sides will definitely suffer. Even if the winner is the Black Demon God and the others, the Black Panther Mercenaries will become a mess.
At that time, they will definitely be attacked by other mercenaries. You should know that many old mercenary organizations have long disliked them because the Black Panther mercenaries bit people everywhere under the concept of mad dogs and snatch meat from people everywhere.
Due to their great development power, the old mercenary organization has no action, but as long as they have problems, they will immediately attract tigers and wolves.
"I won't say much, we will conduct a secret ballot." Mad Dog glanced at his watch and smiled, "I still have to catch a plane, so hurry up. Before raising my hands to vote, I have another thing to say, that is, I hope that no matter who becomes the president of the Black Panther Mercenary Guild, I will do it well."
After saying this, the mad dog waved his hand to signal.
A waiter distributed paper and pen to the mercenary leaders present, asking them to write down the person they chose and conduct a secret ballot.
Soon, everyone finished their choice and all the paper with their names written on them was taken to the mad dog.
"Old Hei, you come and supervise, I will recite." The mad dog said to the black demon god.
"Don't have to worry about it, just read it." The Black Demon God smiled and said, "After all, you still have to catch a plane, we have to save time for you, haha."
The mad dog shrugged and began to chant the name: "Old black, one vote; Old black, one vote; Old black, one vote... Mad dog, one vote, one vote, one vote, one vote... Old black..."
Soon, after the name was pronounced, there were four votes for the Mad Dog and twenty votes for the Black Demon God. This is the absolute difference.
"Congratulations to Lao Hei, you are now the president of the Black Panther Mercenary Guild." The mad dog said his congratulations and said while walking out: "I can leave with a decent look in a suit and tie. I wish you good luck. I wish the Black Panther Mercenary invincible and scattered the world."
The last word fell, and he walked out of the conference room and brought the door with him.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
“…”
The victory laughter sounded, and the next thing was their carnival time. The four Arctic foxes looked at the Black Demon God and laughed happily in silence.
Suddenly, the eyes of the four Arctic foxes looked at the door, and an extremely hot light suddenly burst out from their pupils, and their entire chest was filled with excitement.
Ge Zhen walked in, wearing a suit and tie, and the leather shoes on his feet were shiny. He smiled and walked straight to the main seat of the conference table.
The conference room, which was originally filled with the laughter of the winner, suddenly became quiet. Because it was quiet too quickly, there were echoes of laughter, which formed a strong contrast with the sudden silence.
"Crash!"
At least half of the people stood up suddenly, because they stood too fast, and their legs pushed the chair behind to form a sound of dragging the ground.
A small half of them didn't stand up, and they didn't know Ge Zhen.
"What's so happy?" Ge Zhen said with a smile: "Share to share with me too? Haha."
"I've seen you!" The black demon god stared at Ge Zhen: "You are the yellow pig!"
Hearing this, the mercenaries who stood up looked at him and winked at him.
"Haha..." Ge Zhen smiled, looked at the paper with the name written on the table, and said to the Black Demon God: "You are the newly elected president of the Black Panther Mercenary Guild, right?"
"Yes, who did not catch the bird and spit out you out, hahaha..."
There was only the laughter of the Black Demon God in the entire conference room, which sounded particularly harsh.
"I am the soldier Ge Zhen." Ge Zhen stared at the Black Demon God.
When he heard his own report, the mercenary leaders who were sitting immediately stood up, their eyes full of vigilance, and looked at the legendary soldier.
Each of them is a soldier, Ge Zhen, is familiar with the Black Panther Mercenary, because the Black Panther Mercenary was founded by Ge Zhen.
Among these people, the ones who stood up first, had seen Ge Zhen, and they all knew how powerful this founder was. Even if he hadn't seen him for several years, the moment the other party appeared, the remaining power in his heart immediately rose and fermented.
The laughing black demon god closed his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and he still sat there staring at the legendary Ge Zhen.
"The election doesn't count." Ge Zhen paced around the conference table with his hands behind his back: "I founded the Black Panther Mercenary, and its operating model was also built by me. The Mad Dog is just my spokesperson. Who is the president of the guild? I have the final say. Do you have any questions?"
The sound is not loud or small, but it can be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
"no problem!"
Four Arctic foxes spoke in unison, saying that there was no problem.
The other twenty people hesitated for a moment and did not speak.
"But" Ge Zhen suddenly stopped and pointed at the Black Demon sitting there: "You are very interesting. I think you can become the president of the guild."
Hearing this, the Black Demon was stunned for a moment, and he was completely unsure of what was going on.
He already knew that this was the soldier Ge Zhen, the shadow of the famous tree of the man, and he was ready to fight with the other party because the alliance did not disperse.
What does the soldier Ge Zhen mean?!
The Black Demon God didn't know what he meant, and no one knew what he meant.
Chapter completed!