I had no idea how many people would argue over today's election, or even sever friendships over it, but that was the Federation.
That evening, many dining tables had been set up across the broad lawn in the Lakeside Villa District, piled high with all kinds of exquisite food.
If ordinary people had been there, they would certainly have been amazed that so many prominent figures had gathered in one place.
There were locals, outsiders, and people from across the state. Even Mr. Adelaide had come in person, all for the final vote-counting session.
People clustered around the television on the lawn, watching the counters remove the ballots one by one from the ballot boxes, hold them up to the cameras, and then read out the valid votes written on them.
Boring and tedious, yet thrilling enough to make one's heart race. Perhaps that was politics—a game that was dull to most people but fascinating to a select few.
Catherine glanced sideways at Lin Qi. "Are you nervous?"
Lin Qi shook his head. "It was destined from the beginning. Why should I be nervous?"
Catherine thought for a moment. "Because of the uncertainty. I don't know whether people will vote for me. What if I lose?"
Lin Qi turned to look at her, a gentle smile on his face. "You won't lose. Don't worry."
"Although elections are given the symbolic mantle of freedom, in reality, we all know they aren't as flawless as people imagine."
"All you need to do now is prepare to receive the applause and cheers. You don't need to think about anything else."
The biggest concentration of votes in a city was its factories. Perhaps it was only at times like this that the strength of the working class could truly be displayed.
As luck would