"Dean, don't make fun of me... You should set an example and give some direction. I don't think they can come up with anything after a while. If the discussion continues, I'm afraid they will form a group to go to the arena."
Seeing that some of the eighteen people in the noisy group were already taking off their clothes, the corners of Zhuang Miao's eyes suddenly twitched.
The high-ranking officials of the Northern Qing Dynasty are acting like children and want to take action even though they can't make a fuss. Is it fair to say that?
"It doesn't matter. They have had this temper for decades and they can't fight."
Jiang Qianliu glanced at it and then looked away. He looked at Zhuang Miao quietly and said, "I want to hear your opinion."
Zhuang Miao became even more crazy.
There are so many people here, and everyone is a senior executive, and they are older than themselves. Regardless of age, seniority, or seniority, you shouldn’t ask for your opinion no matter what, right?
This matter itself is a hot potato, why should you leave it to yourself!
"I think... I can agree to Jiang Yiran's request."
Zhuang Miao's face twisted into a bitter gourd, and after a while he slowly said: "I have a deep impression of Xia Yan, the new student. He is a kind-hearted child. He is not like a middle school student like the seniors said. With him here, he can be very good. Restrain Jiang Yiran."
This is Zhuang Miao's true thoughts.
If you let him choose, he will agree.
It's just a dragon girl, Beiqing can handle it.
Zhuang Miao is now the mentor of Beiqing, not the executive officer of the Thirteen People, so from the perspective of Beiqing, the advantages of agreeing to Jiang Yiran outweigh the disadvantages.
"You really thought deeply about it."
Jiang Qianliu nodded, his eyes full of appreciation.
However, he neither affirmed nor denied Zhuang Miao's words. This ambiguous attitude made Zhuang Miao somewhat unsure of the other party's thoughts.
So Jiang Qianliu stretched out his hand and patted it on the table.
It's not loud.
It wasn't even as loud as the quarrel between eighteen people.
But even so, from the moment Jiang Qianliu took the photo, the conference room became so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.
Not only that, the faces of those who had been arguing just now were red and they wanted to fight. Almost as soon as they turned their heads, their expressions became normal, and there was no sign that they were going to be solo with each other a second ago.
Zhuang Miao raised his eyebrows, and his expression suddenly became strange.
Depend on.
Those who can become high-level officials in the Beiqing Dynasty are indeed talented people!
Fortunately, he really thought that a few people were going to fight.
Are emotions all acting?
It would be a shame not to join the entertainment industry!
Jiang Qianliu already knew what these people were like, so he was not surprised at all. After looking around for a week, he said calmly: "We've been discussing it for so long, it's almost over."
"Start voting now."
Everyone nodded, and then, the desktop in front of everyone slowly came onto the stage, and two buttons appeared in front of them.
One red and one blue.
Red represents opposition and blue represents passage.
The results of the voting will be displayed on the curtain behind.
Zhuang Miao looked at it and raised his hand to press the blue button, but Jiang Qianliu reached out and held it down.
"Don't worry, let's take a look first."
Jiang Qianliu smiled slightly. After hearing this, Zhuang Miao hesitated for a moment, then nodded and took his hand back.
Seeing the old god Jiang Qianliu leaning back on the chair again, Zhuang Miao's eyes were a little confused.
What is the plan of this dean of the offensive superpower academy?
Zhuang Miao prides himself on his high intelligence, and is considered a semi-intelligent among the Thirteen People.
But now he found that Zhuang Miao couldn't understand the old man sitting in front of him.
Soon, eighteen people made their own choices.
On the curtain behind, the answer appeared.
Ten opposed and eight passed.
"this……"
There was a lot of discussion below.
Zhuang Miao's face also turned ugly.
He and Jiang Qianliu haven't voted yet, but judging from the vote pattern in front of them, even if they both vote, it will only be a tie.
Should we continue discussing this?
Zhuang Miao's frown deepened.
"Xiao Zhuang, you are very talented and very enthusiastic academically, but there is only one shortcoming."
"Can't keep calm."
Jiang Qianliu chuckled and said calmly: "You can vote now."
Immediately, Jiang Qianliu gently pressed the blue button, adding another vote to the passing vote behind him.
It became ten to nine.
"But this is a tie vote..."
Before Zhuang Miao finished speaking, he saw Jiang Qianliu's meaningful eyes, paused, and pressed his hand on the blue button.
do not care.
A tie vote is a tie vote.
Originally, Zhuang Miao, as the executive officer of the Thirteen People, had a smooth transition into the Northern Qing Dynasty and became the youngest mentor. Everything went smoothly.
This also made Zhuang Miao look down on Beiqing, feeling that they would not even be able to discover him, and would suffer a big loss sooner or later.
But today, Zhuang Miao suddenly woke up.
The Dean Jiang in front of me is not simple!
Zhuang Miao discovered that his previous views on Beiqing were all wrong.
Once people's ideas are connected, they will be like a wild horse running wild and out of control.
The same was true for Zhuang Miao, who couldn't help but think deeply, leaning back on the chair in a daze.
"Dean Jiang, it's a tie, how do you calculate this? Do you want to discuss it again?"
Someone raised their hand and suggested.
Now it seems that it can only be discussed again.
"There's no need to discuss it again. I'm old and you guys are too noisy. I don't like it very much."
Jiang Qianliu waved his hand and smiled.
"Then this..."
"Don't worry, you can't forget the two elders from the auxiliary hospital."
Jiang Qianliu said: "Although they are not here, they are still part of Beiqing. What do you mean...are you not counting them?"
"Don't dare!"
Everyone was frightened into a cold sweat by these words, and shook their heads and waved their hands.
"Well... I guess you shouldn't be such rude people."
Jiang Qianliu tapped his fingertips on the table and said calmly: "Before coming back this time, the two old men specially told me that if I want to vote, my choice will be their choice."
Zhuang Miao paused and suddenly realized.
Yes.
There are a total of twenty-two high-level officials in Beiqing. Currently, there are only twenty people, which is not enough.
Was this what Jiang Qianliu had planned?
"And my choice is..."
Jiang Qianliu reached out and pressed down without even raising his eyelids.
On the curtain behind him, the ratio of opposition and approval instantly changed from ten to nine to ten to twelve.
"pass."
Jiang Qianliu leaned back on the chair again and smiled slightly.
With the result, the remaining people had no choice but to say anything. Under Jiang Qianliu's arrangement, they all stood up and began to prepare a new identity for Jiang Yiran, or gave instructions not to make any mistakes.
Zhuang Miao originally wanted to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Qianliu.
Jiang Qianliu said a word to Zhuang Miao, and then he was escorted back to the hospital by medical staff.
After all, he hasn't recovered yet, he just recovered a little faster, and he still can't stay outside for a long time.
Zhuang Miao was left standing alone, looking at the direction Jiang Qianliu was leaving in a daze.
The words Jiang Qianliu left for him before leaving kept echoing in his mind.
