The attendant quickly came in carrying a specially made ballot box, transformed from an early donation box of the Meigedi Commerce Association.
"Those in favor of both proposals, please put the gold coin in the right box," Catherine's voice flowed over the hall like the winter waters of the Nao'an River. "Those opposed, please put the gold coin in the left box."
As the proposer, Duterte was the first to coldly take out a gold coin—whereas earlier, the Meigedi Commerce Association could only vote with dinars, now gold coins could be used.
He placed the gold coin into the left box, turned around confidently, and returned to his seat.
After the preliminary work and exchange of interests, he was confident that at least ten partners would make the same choice.
"Duterte," Catherine's complex gaze swept over this once-uncle-like figure, unsure whether to pity or hate, "one vote against."
"Demarcus, one vote against."
"Melson, one vote in favor."
"Heinz..."
