Chapter 2669： These people are already congratulating each other

Chapter 2669 These people have begun to congratulate each other

"You stop me outside, and you can't get in!"

She used all her strength to finish speaking, and the answer was the closed door of the cold room.

Qiao Nian has never beaten her at all.

Only she was yelling here like a lunatic.

Ji Ziyin suddenly lost her strength, her brain was buzzing, and she sat back on the sofa weakly.

She turned the only movable eye in her body and stared at the live TV, wanting to see the final result with her own eyes...

She wants to see the queen and Lei Lao join forces to pull Qiao Nian down, fall into the mud with her, and can't get up in the abyss!

She can't get into the Privy Council, and Qiao Nian doesn't even want to enter!

Qiao Nian didn't turn off the TV when he left.

So her TV is connected to the surveillance on the other side of the Privy Council, and she can also see the situation in the Senate.

Ji Ziyin's nails were digging into the palm of her hand, her heart was beating loudly, and she was eagerly waiting for the final result of the vote.

In accordance with the rules of the Privy Council.

No matter how noisy the conservatives and the radicals are, in the end it still depends on the results of everyone's vote.

The reason why she is so sure that Qiao Nian will not be admitted is because Leonard told her that the neutrals are not optimistic about Qiao Nian entering the Privy Council...

So even if Qiao Nian finds Qi Yan and proves that she was framed, it will not change the result.

She was waiting to see Qiao Nian fall into the quagmire!

…

In the Senate.

Everyone is nervously waiting for the result of this time.

The Privy Council has not had a newcomer in three years.

This time the newcomer was already expected, and there was such a big commotion again.

Everyone wants to see if this person can finally enter the Privy Council.

The eagle-nosed old man has been cold since he was beaten in the face, and his whole body was filled with a gloomy aura, and no one dared to go up to provoke him.

The crowd of    radicals stood with him and watched the votes roll on the big screen.

10 upvotes now.

10 votes against.

The numbers on both sides of    are still accumulating upwards.

Leonard's face was sullen, but he was actually very nervous. He looked up at the statistics on the screen for a moment.

This time, there are 12 votes in favor.

The negative votes began to stack up, and the number of votes rose in one breath.

The tense expression of the hooked-nosed old man instantly relaxed, and a determined smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He deliberately looked at the conservatives, and then said lightly, "It seems that the archbishop has already made a choice."

The    radicals also breathed a sigh of relief, and they all smiled and began to congratulate him.

"Congratulations to Mr. Lei."

"Old Lei has a vision."

"Looks like the results have come out."

…

On the other side, the second statistical result comes out.

The expressions on the faces of the conservative crowd were less optimistic.

Coupled with the fact that their opponents taunted them triumphantly, they looked even worse!

Someone couldn't hold back their breath and whispered to the silver-haired old man, "Old Xue, are the neutral factions really on their side?"

"We've all come up with strong evidence, and they still..." Some people are not popular.

The silver-haired old man in the brick red Tang suit was very calm, not too surprised, as steady as a rock, but his eyes were dark: "Normal, the Privy Council only looks at the results, not the process... Quentin always pays attention to interests, he doesn't care about morals. The problem."

Even if there is something behind the Queen doing business with the interests of the hidden family, Quentin will not care.

What he wants is profit.

Nothing can shake him.

Although he said so, he couldn't hide his loss in his heart.

He originally thought that he could at least give it a shot when he got this evidence, but now it seems that the prejudice of the Privy Council is like a mountain, and he can't shake it at all.

(end of this chapter)