In a brightly lit meeting room.
Bai Mo finished voting, held his disciple, rubbed its triangular ears, and suddenly noticed the silence.
He looked around and saw Tian Xinghuo next to him, covering the voting device and hesitating to press it.
Beside him, Professor Zhang and Chairman Chen Shu also frowned, pondering something.
The entire meeting room, both front and back rows, was silent; no one spoke or whispered, everyone was deep in thought.
Occasionally, there was the sound of sleeves brushing against the tabletop or someone coughing.
Bai Mo had a strange expression...
"Everyone is thinking, and I voted so quickly?
"Doesn't that make it seem like I didn't take this vote seriously?"
He covered the voting device again, pretending he hadn't voted yet.
At that moment, Wu Jianxian on the screen began to speak again.
"Hahaha!
"I believe each of us feels the weight of this vote in our hands.
"That's why our voting procedure is set to be a bit more flexible.
