Official Career Storm Chapter 126

It was clear to anyone with eyes that Song Guanchao’s future was destined for more than just the city level.

Secretary Sun initially wanted to win him over just to get him on board so he could control him.

But now, he seed to have the intention of forming connections.

If Song Guanchao could advance to the provincial level, it would an that he had established connections there.

Naturally, it was essential to foster a good relationship between the two.

Not long after they left, Mayor Zheng also arrived.

Visiting was a matter of consideration.

If the top leader did not visit, it wouldn’t be appropriate for others to co.

After Mayor Zheng left, the next visitors were the Deputy Mayor, Secretary Wang from the Disciplinary Committee, and Minister Su from the Publicity Departnt among other city committee mbers.

"Secretary Song, you’ve had a hard ti!"

After Minister Su left, Minister Zhou arrived.

Song Guanchao was curious whether Zhou Jun had been caught?

No one had notified him of this so far.

There was nothing he could do about it; being a secretary and currently hospitalized, he naturally couldn’t access the relevant information and could only speculate.

If Zhou Jun had been arrested, then Minister Zhou must have already received the news.

Having his own son arrested and still being so composed as to visit him, had really reached the peak of emotion control.

Song Guanchao suddenly had a thought.

If Minister Zhou knew that he had been up to no good behind the scenes, could he still remain so composed?

He would probably want to flay him alive.

But Song Guanchao felt no guilt whatsoever.

Although he was unclear whether it was Minister Zhou or Director Qin who orchestrated Zhou Jun to follow him, it wasn’t important.

What mattered was that this guy wanted to set him up.

Plus, Zhou Jun was no good either; exploiting his power for personal gain and engaging in corruption.

Such severe violations would have landed anyone else in jail long ago.

He only dared to behave so recklessly because he had a father who was a minister of the organization.

This scum of the police force, Song Guanchao felt absolutely no psychological burden when setting him up.

After Minister Zhou left, Song Guanchao’s phone suddenly rang.

It was from Wu Qiangwei.

Song Guanchao sat up quickly and answered the call.

"Secretary."

"Got shot?" Wu Qiangwei’s voice still sounded so calm.

"Yeah."

"You think you’re so capable?"

"Huh?"

That tone seed a bit off.

The next second, Wu Qiangwei snorted with a hint of anger, "Eliminating violence and ensuring peace is the job of the police, when did it beco your turn to ddle?"

"Director Liang and Secretary Wu have their own arrangents, what are you doing causing trouble?"

"Didn’t know the robber had a gun?"

"Secretary..."

"Shut up!" Wu Qiangwei scolded, "Write a three-thousand-word reflection for after you get discharged, handwritten!"

"Secretary... beep beep."

Damn, she hung up after scolding, not even giving a chance to explain.

Song Guanchao was speechless, but not angry.

It seed like Wu Qiangwei was scolding and blaming him.

But Song Guanchao could hear the concern in her words.

Song Guanchao leaned back against the headboard, smiling foolishly.

As he was smiling, he thought of Wu Ming, that sissy, and he couldn’t smile anymore.

Thinking of that sissy staying at Wu Qiangwei’s house, he couldn’t help but let his thoughts run wild.

"They wouldn’t have slept together, would they?"

"This ti putting Zhou Jun away, but not that kid, was a loss."

While he was lost in thought, the door to the ward was pushed open again.

"Secretary Song, are you all right?"

Zhang Yue, holding fruits, walked up to his bedside.

She looked slightly uneasy.

Logically, she hated and loathed Song Guanchao.

After all, Song Guanchao had tricked her out of the evidence of her financial cris over the years.

With just one phone call, he could have her thrown into jail.

But the events of last night kept reappearing in her mind like scenes from a movie.

Despite everything, Song Guanchao had thrown himself at the ruthless robber, using his body to block the muzzle of the gun and rescued them from the robber’s grasp.

After she returned ho last night, every ti she closed her eyes, she saw Song Guanchao.

This man was so detestable, yet she couldn’t bring herself to hate him.

After all, he had saved her.

"Mr. Zhang," Song Guanchao greeted with a polite smile.

Zhang Yue put down the fruit and asked, "Would you like an orange?"

"No, thanks."

"Oh." Zhang Yue looked at him, but when Song Guanchao looked back, her gaze shifted unnaturally.

"Thank you for last night."

"No need to thank . It was mostly Director Liang’s credit."

Song Guanchao suddenly thought of Chu Xiao’e and asked, "Did Secretary Chu co to the bank to find you yesterday?"

"Yes."

"What for?"

"She needed help arranging a proof of deposit for a relative’s child who was planning to study abroad."

Just that?

Song Guanchao nodded and then asked, "What’s the relationship between Li Fuhai and Director Qin?"

"Director Qin?" Zhang Yue was puzzled at first but then thought for a mont and shook her head, "As far as I know, they don’t really interact."

The two chatted for a bit, but soon ran out of topics, and the atmosphere grew sowhat chilly.

"You should rest well. I’ll get going."

"Okay, take care."

Not long after Zhang Yue left, the hospital room door was pushed open again.

This ti, it was Chu Xiao’e.

The Secretary of the Municipal Committee entered, looking uncomfortable all over.

Her gaze flickered, glancing at Song Guanchao before looking away.

Carrying a fruit basket, she said in an unnatural tone, "Secretary Song, thank you for last night."

Watching her complex expression and her uncomfortable body language, Song Guanchao could guess her psychological turmoil.

It was rely the annoyance that the man she had always disliked had suddenly helped her.

And he had even saved her daughter.

This made it hard for her to decide how to interact with this man she disliked.

Song Guanchao didn’t feel any aversion towards this woman and smiled, "How’s the little girl?"

Chu Xiao’e replied, "She was just frightened, but she’s much better now."

"That’s good."

"Are your injuries serious?" Chu Xiao’e asked, looking at his body beneath the blanket, "I heard from the doctor that you were shot."

"Lucky , the handgun exploded, and the bullet got stuck in my muscle. It’s just a superficial wound."

"Oh."

Chu Xiao’e suddenly didn’t know what more to say.

Their relationship wasn’t even close to being friends.

She had co today rely to thank him.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Chu Xiao’e said, "Then I’ll head back first; you rest and recover."

"Alright, take care."

After leaving the hospital room, Chu Xiao’e exhaled softly.

For so reason, she suddenly thought about the inappropriate behavior Song Guanchao had shown towards her in the office.

But then she rembered how Song Guanchao had unhesitatingly thrown himself at the robber last night, keeping her daughter safe in his arms.

At that mont, she found herself not disliking Song Guanchao so much.

At noon, while the nurse was changing Song Guanchao’s bandages, Wu Yun arrived.

She walked into the hospital room carrying a fruit basket, and Song Guanchao couldn’t help but feel dumbfounded.

Why was it that people always liked to buy fruit when visiting patients?

Wu Yun stood by, and upon seeing the bloody wound on Song Guanchao’s abdon, her eyes suddenly reddened.

After the nurse finished changing the bandages and left, the young girl secretly wiped the corner of her eyes and reproached, "Why were you so impulsive?"