Zhou Xin was startled for two seconds upon hearing the words, then he abruptly stood up from the interrogation chair, glaring angrily at Song Guanchao.
"Song Guanchao, are you really going to take things this far?"
Song Guanchao laughed aloud: "I'm taking things too far? Zhou Chu, have you forgotten who started this ss?"
"I..." Zhou Xin suddenly found himself at a loss for words.
He took a deep breath and said, "I apologize to you."
"Apologize?" Song Guanchao laughed again, looking at him as though he were a fool: "Zhou Chu, you're not young anymore, how can you still be so naive?"
He shook his head and stood up: "Alright, Zhou Chu, stay well, it's quite late, I need to return to Lingjiang."
"Song Guanchao!"
Zhou Xin called out to him: "Let off, whatever demands you have, just na them!"
Song Guanchao turned back and asked, "Just na them?"
Seeing that Song Guanchao seed to have softened, Zhou Xin quickly nodded: "Yes, just na them! Whether it's money or anything else, I'll agree!"
"Money?" Song Guanchao shook his head: "I'm not interested in money, though, that doesn't an we can't discuss other things."
"How about this, you kneel down and kowtow a few tis, calling daddy, and we'll consider it bygone."
Zhou Xin's smile instantly froze: "Song Guanchao, you're ssing with !"
Song Guanchao spread his hands: "How is this ssing with you? You asked to na them, didn't I just do that?"
Zhou Xin ground his teeth, really wanting to tear him apart.
"I don't have much ti, if you don't kneel, I'm leaving."
Song Guanchao checked his watch, urging.
Zhou Xin swore: "You dare tell to kneel? Song Guanchao, I'll rember you, you'd better not walk at night!"
"Threatening ?" Song Guanchao's smile vanished, he stared at him for a few seconds, then raised his hand, pointed at him, and without saying a word, left the interrogation room.
He doesn't like making threats; he prefers direct action.
This matter should've ended here.
Yet, this brat threatened him.
So this matter is far from over.
Leaving the police station, Song Guanchao got into the car.
Chen Yirou asked, "How did it go?"
"Following legal procedure," Song Guanchao replied, "Let's go back."
On the road, Chen Yirou ntioned: "Zhou Xin is a local, I rember his parents seem quite influential, Chief Qian might not withstand the pressure."
Song Guanchao acknowledged with a hum, saying nothing.
He didn't expect that such a small matter would truly land him in prison.
People like him have privileges.
Even if he released the video online, it wouldn't have much impact.
But the matter isn't over yet, once he gets out, Song Guanchao has more in store for him.
Back at the party school, Chen Yirou and Cheng Xiang got off the car.
After a brief chat, they bid farewell.
Song Guanchao drove, taking Jiang Yiren back to Lingjiang.
Due to the delay caused by Zhou Xin, they reached Lingjiang close to midnight.
Song Guanchao parked the car below Jiang Yiren's apartnt complex.
He took out her suitcase and said, "I'll accompany you upstairs."
It was too late at night, Jiang Yiren being a woman, not escorting her ho made Song Guanchao uneasy.
Upstairs, Jiang Yiren unlocked the door, taking the suitcase from him, and invited: "Co in for a cup of tea."
Song Guanchao chuckled: "Are you sure you want to invite in for tea?"
Jiang Yiren blushed: "Just for tea, don't think too much. I don't see you that way right now."
"Oh, really?" Song Guanchao asked: "Then what did the incident at the hot spring an?"
Jiang Yiren turned even redder: "That was an accident."
"Alright, you head in, don't invite the wolf into the house."
Song Guanchao shook his head, turned, and left.
He's not a saint immune to temptation; once inside, if Jiang Yiren teases a bit, he'd likely end up with her.
Watching him walk into the elevator, Jiang Yiren puffed.
...
Song Guanchao returned ho, his rented flat had gathered a layer of dust.
He spent over half an hour tidying up the place, took a shower, and then lay down to sleep.
The next morning, Song Guanchao arrived at the City Committee by half-past eight.
Previously, he'd intentionally positioned his office here to be closer to Wu Qiangwei.
Walking into the office, he noticed the floor was clean, and the desk free of dust, clearly soone cleaned regularly.
He brewed himself a cup of tea, then ssaged several deputy district chiefs, informing them of his return and inviting them for a eting later.
Next, he sent ssages to Chu Xiao'e and other ladies.
Around nine, the office door opened, and the cleaner walked in to tidy up.
Seeing Song Guanchao, the cleaner was surprised: "District Chief Song, you're back?"
"Yes." Song Guanchao smiled at her.
At ten, several deputy district chiefs arrived.
Song Guanchao held a brief eting, primarily to understand Tongchi District's situation during his absence.
Although he'd been in Provincial City for training, Lin Min phoned and emailed weekly updates on Tongchi District, so he was generally inford.
During the eting, he noticed a drastic change in attitude from the executive deputy district chief Liu Zhonghe compared to before.
Previously, Liu had a stern face towards him, believing he took his district chief position.
Moreover, with Jiang Yuan backing him, he'd always held a bit of contempt towards him.
But his current attitude differed vastly.
Song Guanchao speculated that this change related to Lingjiang's recent personnel adjustnts.
The City Secretary changed, as did the Mayor.
Especially Mayor Liang Hao, everyone in Lingjiang knew about his relationship with Song Guanchao.
Regarding his forr supporter Jiang Yuan, he was already history.
Unless he's a fool, he should understand Lingjiang's current situation.
In this context, he couldn't flatter Song Guanchao enough, and wouldn't dare act as he did before, always being cryptic.
After the eting, none of the deputy district chiefs left, clearly wanting to have a private chat with Song Guanchao.
But since none left, even with sothing to say, they couldn't speak.
Song Guanchao pretended to ignore their awkwardness, sipped his tea, then turned pretending to be surprised: "Anything else, gentlen?"
"No, no." they chuckled awkwardly, slowly leaving the office.
Lin Min calmly sat in her chair, with no intention of leaving.
As the last deputy district chief left, she instructed: "Close the door."
Liu Zhonghe, the last to leave, closed the door while secretly grumbling: just knows how to ingratiate.
Once the door closed, Song Guanchao asked: "District Chief Lin, is there sothing you need?"
"I wanted to ask what District Chief Song's plans are?"
Lin Min spoke while continuously gazing at him.
Listening to her say such generic words, clearly an excuse to stay.
Song Guanchao sighed internally, he's no fool, how could he not notice Lin Min's intentions.
Previously, he'd clearly expressed this to her, yet she seed oblivious.
Perhaps she understood but was unwilling to accept?
If it were in the past, Song Guanchao would find a way to transfer her.
But now there's no need, as it won't be long before he heads to Provincial City.
As ti progresses, her feelings will fade.
"I'll take a call."
Song Guanchao picked up the phone; it's from Chu Xiao'e.
"Hello, Secretary Chu, yes, I'm downstairs, okay, I'll co up now."
After the call, Song Guanchao said: "District Chief Lin, you'd better head back; Secretary Chu needs ."
"Oh." Lin Min pouted gloomily, reluctantly standing and leaving the office.
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