Chapter 792: President, He's a Voice Controller! 6

The faint eyes swept over, implying full of aggression.

He swept around like this, and everything around him fell silent.

He is indeed extremely handsome, not that delicate, with a little wildness on his face, although his eyes are faint, but in fact, he sharply looks at the reactions of the people around him, to be honest, if he looks at him without a little preparation, he may be startled by him, that is, at this moment, his outfit will suppress that kind of fierceness.

His gaze turned again, the arrogant and lazy atmosphere dissipated, and then he looked at his mobile phone with his eyes down, and began to arrange the work of the new week.

His tone is careless, it should be a local, he spoke little just now, and he didn't have the habit of hearing him speak, but when arranging these things, he heard the Beijing flavor in this master's words clearly, lazy and careless, like the son of your family

Cheng Yueyue was recording over there, Chu Ci was watching from the side, and when she was almost done, several ministers also began to discuss with their deputy ministers how to arrange these tasks.

Qiao Sirui also made a few notes in his notebook, let them discuss, and then reported the problem.

His brow furrowed slightly, and then he heard a soft, slightly hoarse voice not far away.

“…… Then I'll send these to the people below......"

The voice was not loud, and it could even be said that it could be directly buried in the surrounding noisy sounds, but at this moment, it was so clear that it came into his ears, so soft, with an indescribable taste, it was the voice of the Tao that could make people settle down.

Just like that, it seemed to hit him all at once, and the cells up and down his body couldn't help but be a little restless.

'Josley Love +5, currently 5. ’

This voice doesn't matter what others think, but it sounds extremely comfortable to him, he himself knows that he is more tired of dealing with people, and he is more tired of the noisy voices of the people around him, but because of the relationship between the family business, he also has to experience more in this area, so although he feels that some things are very boring, but he really did not fall behind.

And this voice was extremely to his liking, Qiao Sirui raised his head subconsciously with half-squinted eyes, and looked at the person who made the sound.

I saw the little girl who was leaning against the head of Propaganda Minister Cheng Yueyue not far away, she was wearing a bright red Japanese cardigan, one hand was on the table, her white fingertips were holding a pen, and she turned it from time to time.

She obediently discussed the problem with the people next to her like a harmless little white rabbit, blinking her big eyes, recording the things arranged in an orderly manner, and then bending her lips and smiling, looking really well-behaved.

Except for a few ministers who were not in the school council because they were in their senior year, he approved a few reports of the ministers, and he left the other personnel of each department to their own choice, so he had only read the information about the person in front of him.

I didn't have much of an impression, but with his strong memory, I still remember a lot.