It's tough for a woman without connections to survive in politics.
It's even tougher for a woman without connections but with good looks.
However, if such a woman can set aside her internal moral compass, as long as luck isn't too bad, she generally won't fare too poorly.
Lin Min's sense of morality isn't very strong; if there's a chance to climb up, she doesn't mind sacrificing so charm.
Besides, Song Guanchao isn't bad himself.
Young, handso, and well-built.
Lin Min doesn't mind having so pleasant encounters with him.
Looking at Lin Min's slightly suggestive gaze and her deliberate flirtatious manner, along with her almost blatant words.
Even if Song Guanchao were a fool, he understood her aning.
Lin Min is 36, not too old, and she's willing to spend money on maintenance, her condition is exceptionally good.
She's not tall, not as stunning as Qu Xiangru or Wu Qiangwei, but she's a beauty.
Moreover, her petite and charming figure is a bonus.
Previously, Song Guanchao didn't pay much attention to her; now, taking a closer look, he finds her overall quite attractive.
Especially that mature aura.
This kind of aura is either naturally seductive or developed gradually after marriage and children, influenced by family environnt.
Lin Min is evidently the latter.
The mature womanly charm on her is just too strong.
Unfortunately, Song Guanchao isn't interested in her.
Moreover, her identity determines that Song Guanchao cannot develop in that direction with her.
Besides, this woman's intentions are too obvious.
Clearly wanting to use her body as a link to get closer to him.
Song Guanchao certainly won't foolishly do as she wishes.
"Going to the province tomorrow, today there's quite a lot going on."
"Is that so." Lin Min felt regret inside, then lifted a smile: "Then when District Chief Song returns, let treat you to dinner."
"Alright."
"Then I'll head back first."
Lin Min gracefully stood up, her little bottom moving not too much but very noticeable.
This little episode soon slipped from Song Guanchao's mind.
He took out his phone and sent Liang Jiajia a text: "I'm going to Provincial City tomorrow."
Liang Jiajia was transferred to Provincial City and hasn't returned since.
"Are you coming to see ?"
"So clever, you guessed it!"
"Hmph, the way you said it, you're not specifically coming to see ."
"Haha, tomorrow I have training at the province."
"I knew it." Liang Jiajia said: "No more talking, I'm a bit busy here, let's talk when we et tomorrow."
Knock knock.
Song Guanchao looked up and saw Jiang Yiren pushing the door open.
Jiang Yiren walked up to him, eting his gaze, and said: "Are you leaving tomorrow?"
She was asking about the Youth Class training.
Song Guanchao shook his head: "I'm leaving tonight."
Anyway, affairs here were handled, heading over early ant spending another night with Liang Jiajia.
They hadn't seen each other for almost a month, and her needs were so strong, he had to nourish her regularly.
Jiang Yiren said: "I'm going over tonight too."
Song Guanchao frowned a bit; this girl, she's doing it on purpose, right?
Sure enough, Jiang Yiren said: "May I ride in your car?"
Song Guanchao really wanted to say no, but the words stuck in his throat, unable to be released heartlessly.
"Do you have a lot of stuff?"
"Not much, just one suitcase."
"Then wait for my call tonight."
"Do you have plans tonight?" Jiang Yiren asked: "I'll treat you to dinner."
"No, you eat your own al, I have so matters to handle."
He had no plans, just simply didn't want to have dinner with her.
Their relationship was quite awkward now.
Although Song Guanchao didn't feel it was awkward, Jiang Yiren didn't have his psychological strength.
That incident from last ti, Jiang Yiren needed ti to calm down.
"Oh, then I'll go back first."
Jiang Yiren could feel that Song Guanchao seed to deliberately keep a distance from her.
Her mood clouded slightly with a faint haze.
The last incident made her relationship with Song Guanchao even more distant.
At noon, Song Guanchao went to the cafeteria and got several dishes, first sending them to Xu Xin, informing her that he was going to the province for training, and if anything arose, she should contact him.
Next, he delivered to Chu Xiao'e, repeating the sa words.
Then it was Qu Xiangru, and lastly, he arrived at Wu Qiangwei's place to eat with her.
"Secretary Qu asked to let you know, have dinner together tonight," Wu Qiangwei said casually.
"Is this like a farewell for ?"
"More or less."
Wu Qiangwei said: "This ti you helped her, she owes you one."
As she spoke, Wu Qiangwei paused for a few seconds before continuing: "She asked to tell you that you can make any request of her."
She deliberately emphasized "any request."
Song Guanchao's eye twitched a bit.
He realized that Wu Qiangwei seed suspicious of his relationship with Qu Xiangru.
Suspicious might not be accurate, it felt more like probing.
Qu Xiangru was so beautiful, with the identity of Deputy Governor.
Moreover, she was so proactive.
With all these factors combined, what man could resist?
At least Wu Qiangwei wondered if she were a man, she might have already succumbed.
Song Guanchao pretended not to understand her aning, swallowed the rice in his mouth, and pondered: "Having a favor from a Deputy Governor might co in handy in the future."
Wu Qiangwei sighed and said: "Governor Qu seems fond of you, you might want to consider making other requests."
"Other requests? What does Secretary an?" Song Guanchao pretended to be clueless till the end.
"Sleep with her."
"Huh?" Song Guanchao was startled: "The Secretary knows how to joke."
Wu Qiangwei snorted lightly: "Who's joking with you? When she becos your woman, you'll have a Deputy Governor as your backing, much more valuable than a favor."
"What you said...actually makes so sense."
Song Guanchao showed a serious contemplation look.
Seeing his expression, Wu Qiangwei suddenly felt annoyed.
She squinted her eyes and said: "Don't go to the restaurant tonight, co to my place to eat, have a few drinks, wait for her to get drunk, then suggest it. My place has many rooms, I'll provide one, and even go buy you so condoms, how does that sound?"
Song Guanchao was stunned, and seeing the dangerous gleam in her eyes, he shivered slightly, forcing a smile: "Secretary, don't ss with , let's eat, the food's getting cold."
Such a joke shouldn't be made.
He didn't mind, but Wu Qiangwei might suddenly take it seriously.
He realized now, won were all the sa.
So things they could say, but he definitely shouldn't join in.
You never know which words might touch a nerve, and when they'll get upset.
Finishing the al, Song Guanchao carried the lunchbox and left the office.
Near the end of the day, he received Wu Qiangwei's address.
He sighed in relief, fortunately, tonight they would eat out.
He arrived early at the restaurant, ordered dishes, and sat in the private room waiting.
Around six o'clock, the two won walked into the private room.
Song Guanchao quickly stood up, called the waiter to serve the dishes.
Then eagerly picked up the teapot and poured tea for the two won.
This al was quite normal, no surprises.
Qu Xiangru was rarely not teasing him in front of Wu Qiangwei.
Occasionally during the al, she'd remind him to keep a low profile during training.
The words were not problematic, even a bit mundane.
But to Wu Qiangwei's ears, these words seed off.
Perhaps even Qu Xiangru herself didn't realize, her seemingly ordinary tone was filled with concern for Song Guanchao.
People who've been intimate unconsciously blur boundaries that should exist between n and won in daily interactions.
At this mont, Qu Xiangru's attitude toward Song Guanchao made Wu Qiangwei feel this way.
With female intuition, and Qu Xiangru's behavior being too obvious, Wu Qiangwei was nearly certain there was sothing between her and Song Guanchao!
With judgnt in mind, Wu Qiangwei's expression turned cold.
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