As they spoke, the two arrived at the entrance of the Congress Hall.
With a creak, a heavy door slowly opened. The two of them nodded elegantly and strode in. They each found their own seats and sat down with a strong aura.
Under Yan Qing's sharp and reserved face was anger that almost crushed his teeth. The secret of Guan tingjun in his hands was not a threat to Yin Zhan at all, but Yin Zhan held his weakness!
The Congress Hall was filled with people. The Vice President and the Speaker of the House of Representatives were hosting the new Congress Joint Conference of the House of Representatives and the House of Representatives. They were carrying out the last legal procedure before the new president was sworn in-counting the voting results of the voting panel.
After the ceremony, the sealed ticket box was officially opened. The process of counting the tickets lasted about 30 minutes, and it was very smooth.
