"Mr. Gu Zheng, I don't think you need to pay attention to this kind of manager who doesn't even know the basic information of the players you want to contact."

"The most valuable part of our industry is communication."

"Our UFC's professionalism can stand the test of all aspects. You see, I certainly know why you attach importance to this kind of games and understand the importance of your work."

"We are willing to cooperate with your time, but for one thing, our game has some slightly special rules. I don't know if you can accept it?"

"Oh? What rules?" seeing that the other party was so on the road, Gu Zheng immediately threw aside the competition rules that had already been discussed K1 and looked at the UFC's competition rules.

It's much more complicated at first sight. To put it bluntly, Gu Zheng is "bad, Gu Zheng, look at the group link."

Seeing that the news was urgent, Fu Sheng also ignored that it was time for dinner. He grabbed Gu Zheng, who had not had time to take out his mobile phone, and handed his screen to the other party's eyes.

No wonder the people in the group are so anxious that they send messages to annoy at the meal point.

It is really that the propaganda editors of the official website for the selection of the top ten outstanding young people are not authentic.

At this time, the link window for voting was opened.

The content above is not much different from the page design selected in previous years. For the editors of this website, this little workload is really too easy.

He only needs to change the year on the web page a little, and last year's page will become a new page for the new year.

The format of the selection list of outstanding young people in 2017 remains unchanged as in previous years.

The elimination rate of 25 into 10 and more than half makes these top talents in all walks of life more competitive.

This is not true. The people in the group report quickly, but they can't stand to act faster against their opponents.

Just when Gu Zheng opened the link and just browsed through his competitors, the instant updated votes under the avatars of other players jumped up like a high-speed electricity meter.

"Move, I'll go. Someone will vote now."

"I'll go. Is it shameful? In less than five minutes, there are already thousands of tickets? Who is this? The Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves the suffering?"

Gu Zheng, who witnessed the spectacle with his own eyes, called so, and recruited all the people around him.

Everyone looked at the bottom of these more than 20 bareheaded photos, which symbolized the number of votes. Balabalabala jumped, and everyone's cold sweat flowed down.

Because the number under his avatar is the lowest among the contestants Gu Zheng with a ticket number of 10.

"I said, Gu Zheng, you are not popular. In such a big Fengtai Urban Management Branch, you don't have many compatriots who believe in love?"

Hearing Jiang Yue's question, Gu Zheng pointed his finger on the total of more than 80 votes under his head and returned in a very unhappy mood: "how is it possible that this is the number of all the people I know in Fengtai Urban Management Branch."

"It seems that this is the result of the dark box operation organized by the director general."

"I just don't know how others got thousands of votes in such a short time."

"Look at this fat man, a young entrepreneur who doesn't know where he came from. He's not a well-known professor, let alone an award-winning hero. Where did he get such great energy?"

Being reminded by Gu Zheng, the people around him couldn't understand it.

But where they can't see, it's another picture.