Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The conflict between the direct descendants of the Ji family and the Queen has nothing to do with him. He only strives for the greatest interests from the perspective of the church.

Now the conditions offered to him by the Queen and the radicals are more favorable.

Then it was a normal choice for him not to let Qiao Nian enter the Privy Council.

A minute passed in a blink of an eye.

The meeting has already started.

Someone is hosting the meeting outside. Generally, such meetings have a lengthy opening speech of more than ten minutes. During this time, everyone will remain quiet.

After the opening remarks, both sides expressed their views.

Quentin stretched his body and sat back, waiting boredly for the process.

Soon, the person presiding over the meeting finished his opening remarks, and then the hook-nosed old man walked up amidst the applause. .

He took the draft of his speech, stood still on the stage, and began to impassionedly state all the shortcomings of Qiao Nian.

In the end, he really focused on the identity of the Orientals.

"As we all know, our Privy Council has never admitted Orientals. They are cunning, cunning, and have no faith or bottom line. We should not allow such inferior and hypocritical people to enter such a sacred place of the Privy Council."

"And the fact that she helped Country Z steal technology has not been explained clearly. I believe everyone has their own judgment!"

"That's the end of my speech, please come up now, Mr. Xue."

After he finished speaking, he even took the initiative to applaud.

The silver-haired old man walked up gracefully under everyone's gaze. He had nothing in his hands. He didn't even bring a speech with him like Leonard, but walked up easily.

Then he stood still on the stage, adjusted the height of the microphone, looked around the entire venue, and smiled modestly: "I don't agree with Mr. Lei's ethnography."

There was an uproar in the audience, but they didn't expect that he would come up and slap the person in the face, opposing the previous person's point of view.

Leonard just got off the stage, his face darkened, and he curled his lips contemptuously: "You are not overestimating your own abilities."

The silver-haired old man ignored the discussion below: "I want everyone to see something."

He asked someone to bring up the laptop he brought, and then operated the mouse to project a screenshot on the large screen of the circular meeting.

"I'm skeptical of the dirty stuff Mr. Lei just said."

"If a person's opponents rely on spreading rumors to discredit her, I don't think there is anything wrong with this person. I will only make sure that she is good enough so that her opponents will not find anything to blame!"

"Also, I have another question."

"It's true that the Queen is the symbol of the Hidden Family, but if I remember correctly, whether an outside family can enter the Hidden Family requires the Privy Council to review and vote at all levels. Who gave an outsider who is not a Hidden Family a The people of the Independent Continent have the power promised to the outside world!”

"She can go beyond the Senate meeting and make decisions for the Privy Council before she even enters the Privy Council. Who gives her the confidence?"

His silver hair was meticulously combed back, and his aged face looked towards the radicals with a calm expression, and he asked calmly, "Mr. Lei, did you give her the power?"

…

The conservatives dropped a bombshell, catching the Queen and the radicals off guard. The meeting was forced to pause and enter discussion time.

"I'm going out for a while." Leonard had a dark face, waved his hands and said in a deep voice to the helpless people around him.

Everyone on the radical side was stunned by the hammer thrown by Mr. Xue. Everyone looked at each other and felt uncertain.

No one stopped him when he went out.