Zhou Xin was a bit confused, "Dad, what are you talking about?"
"I asked who you offended!"
Mr. Zhou was very angry. If it were just a normal fight, even if his son injured soone, he could handle it.
But this ti, even a small police station chief dared to disrespect him.
Clearly, the person his son offended has an unusual identity.
"I..."
Zhou Xin hesitated but eventually didn't hide, "Song Guanchao."
"Song Guanchao?" Mr. Zhou hadn't heard of this na, "Who is he?"
"A Youth Class mber, sa class as . District Chief of Lingjiang Tongchi District."
"Just a Prefecture-level City District Chief?"
"It seems, I heard he was Mayor Wu's forr secretary." Zhou Xin's head lowered further.
Mr. Zhou's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly slapped Zhou Xin, "Speak clearly, if you keep hiding, prepare to go to jail!"
He was almost furious.
At a ti like this, there's still hiding, not realizing the seriousness.
Zhou Xin was stunned, from childhood to now, his parents never said a harsh word to him, yet now, they slapped him.
He looked at his father's angry expression and dared not hide anything, quickly recounting the situation.
Including so previous conflicts with Song Guanchao.
After hearing, Mr. Zhou's eyes suddenly darkened from anger.
"Fool!"
"The course is over, yet you still think of revenge!"
"You know he's Mayor Wu's money secretary, yet you dare offend him, did a dog eat your brain?"
Mr. Zhou really wanted to leave, ignore him.
"Dad, I know I was wrong."
Zhou Xin said, "Dad, please get out of here quickly, this place is unbearable, I'm going crazy."
"Stay put honestly and learn a lesson!"
Mr. Zhou snorted and turned to leave.
He left, Zhou Xin hugged Mrs. Zhou's arm, "Mom, please get out."
Mrs. Zhou comforted, "Don't worry, your dad's words are harsh, but he's more worried than I am, he will definitely think of a way."
"Just bear with it a little longer, your dad and I will get you out soon."
Zhou Xin said, "Mom, tell Dad I know I was wrong. I will definitely not cause him trouble in the future."
After chatting, Mrs. Zhou ca out.
Mr. Zhou stood outside the police station, smoking with his head down, looking irritated.
Mrs. Zhou walked over, "Our son knows he was wrong, hurry and think of a solution."
"What can I do?"
Mr. Zhou cursed, "That Song Guanchao has Mayor Wu behind him, my connections aren't strong enough to earn favor from the Mayor."
"Then what? Just watch our son go to jail?"
"You spoiled him!"
"What's the point of saying this now? If you don't want to care, then don't, let him go to jail, get dismissed, let Old Zhou Family be humiliated, it's your problem, not mine."
"You!"
Mr. Zhou angrily threw his cigarette, "Prepare so gifts, I'm going to Lingjiang."
He was just speaking harshly, if he didn't care for his son, who would?
Although he couldn't reach Mayor Wu's level, the heart of the issue is Song Guanchao.
If he can resolve things with Song Guanchao and get his forgiveness, the problem can be addressed.
...
Song Guanchao left his office and went to the City Secretary's office to et Zheng Bihui.
Zheng Bihui was clearly aware that Song Guanchao's future wasn't sothing he could compare to.
But the future is the future, now is now.
Even if Song Guanchao has Wu Qiangwei behind him, he is currently just a District Chief.
While he is the City Secretary.
Whether Song Guanchao can climb to a position equal or higher than his is still unknown.
However, Zheng Bihui was still respectful, engaging in a pleasant conversation.
When speaking about Lu Zhizhong, Zheng Bihui's tone beca sowhat complex.
"Unexpectedly, Secretary Lu has such a fortune."
Zheng Bihui couldn't describe whether he was envious, jealous, or simply feeling introspective.
Of course, he was also puzzled.
He truly couldn't understand how Lu Zhizhong climbed up.
No backing, no resources, abilities—perhaps, but never showcased.
Moreover, at the Governor's level, abilities aren't particularly valued, it's more about compromises among various forces.
Song Guanchao knew a bit more but didn't intend to say anything.
After leaving Zheng Bihui's office, Song Guanchao went to Chu Xiao'e's forr office.
Now, it was Xu Xin's office.
Song Guanchao knocked on the door and entered.
Seeing Song Guanchao, Xu Xin's face lit up with a smile, she quickly stood up and walked over.
"Brother Song."
She softly called out, stepped forward, and locked the door from the inside.
Song Guanchao coughed lightly, seeing her shy deanor, suddenly felt a surge of desire and embraced her.
Without a word, they quickly kissed and hugged, moving towards the desk.
Clothes and pants fell, and she sat on the desk, legs spread, wrapped around his waist.
Her body was like a dancer's, extrely soft, visually stimulating for Song Guanchao.
He held her waist with one hand, his other hand kneaded her fullness, and with a thrust, he entered deep within, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.
Xu Xin gasped repeatedly, sweat pouring, as waves of pleasure peaked over and over, leaving traces on the desk.
They gradually stopped, Song Guanchao slowly withdrew his tongue, looking at her flushed face, kissed her deeply again before pulling back.
As he pulled back, she let out a soft hum, her body instinctively shivered twice.
...
At noon, Song Guanchao invited Wu Yun for lunch.
As soon as the dishes arrived, Wu Yun kept serving him food.
Seeing Wu Yun's eyes full of him, Song Guanchao suddenly felt a bit guilty.
In a day or two, Wu Qiangwei would contact the Lingjiang City Governnt and transfer him.
Few people knew about this, only Chu Xiao'e suspected, others had no idea.
But Song Guanchao felt most guilty towards Wu Yun.
"Alright, alright, don't give more, I can't finish it."
Song Guanchao buried his head in eating, contemplating how to speak.
After half a bowl of rice, Song Guanchao decided to speak directly.
"In a while, I'm going to the Provincial City."
"Ah? Going again? Is it a business trip?"
"No, it's for a position."
"A position?"
Wu Yun was montarily stunned, then said happily, "You're getting promoted?"
"Yes." Song Guanchao said, "During the training these months, I perford pretty well, Mayor Wu helped secure an opportunity."
"That's great!"
Knowing he was getting promoted, Wu Yun was happier than him, making Song Guanchao feel even more guilty.
Seeing the way Song Guanchao looked at her, Wu Yun seed to realize what he was thinking.
She diverted her gaze, grabbed a plate of shrimp, peeled the shells, and put the shrimp at in his bowl, saying, "With your strong abilities, Lingjiang is too small, you'll leave sooner or later. The Provincial City is more suitable for you, I believe you'll at least be a Mayor... no, at least a Governor in the future!"
As she spoke, she fell silent, head down, continuously peeling shrimp.
Though Song Guanchao couldn't see her face clearly, he could sense her low spirits.
When Song Guanchao wanted to say sothing, his phone suddenly rang, it was an unknown number from the Provincial City.
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