A Narrow Miss in the Rankings
Every minute and every second here was filled with countless variables.
Capital, politics—there were no honest people, nor would there ever be any! Everyone would smile and say "hello" to you on the surface, but you would never know what they truly thought inside!
Perhaps they were serious.
Perhaps they were serious!
After some unbearably dull matters were swiftly concluded, the entire Congress began nominating candidates for the twenty-four-member roster under the Speaker's direction.
Senator Landon received a nomination form. Any member of Congress could fill it out.
The form listed eighteen Senate candidates and six House candidates. They could fill in all the names or leave some blank.
He held his pen, looking around at the people nearby. Some sensed his gaze and smiled, nodding at him in greeting.
More of them simply lowered their heads and filled out the form.
His heart was pounding. After hesitating for a moment, he wrote down his own name, along with the members of his little faction.
His form was collected soon afterward.
During the counting process, there would be about ten minutes of recess. He hurried away from his seat again, went to the members of the small group, and whispered to them.
Encouragement, motivation, and faint warnings meant to assert his authority!
"We will definitely succeed. No one can stop us!"
After encouraging the members of the small group, he returned to his seat.
A few minutes later, more than seventy members of Congress had been nominated to serve on the Standing Committee, taking full responsibility for rebuilding Maliro.
In the Federation, a member of Congress could serve on multiple committees, but no one would take on too much work or accept positions involving conflicting duties.
For example, a member of the Industrial Promotion