Official Career Storm Chapter 154

Song Guanchao suddenly realized.

She was Xu Xin?

With such grace, no wonder she was so young to be the director of the City Committee Supervision Room.

"Hello, Director Xu."

Song Guanchao grinned and shook her hand.

"I’ve just arrived, so please, Secretary Song, I’ll be looking to you for guidance."

"I dare not presu to instruct, let’s help each other instead."

"Here’s my number; if Secretary Song needs anything, just contact directly."

Xu Xin left her business card and turned to leave, swaying her hips as she walked away.

No sooner had Song Guanchao sat down than Zeng Li said, "This Director Xu is quite pretty, isn’t she? Is she your type?"

Song Guanchao rolled his eyes, "Miss, I’m not so beast that can’t walk straight at the sight of a woman."

"Hmph," Zeng Li pouted, "How co I never realized you were so obsessed with officials?"

"Obsessed with officials?"

Song Guanchao laughed.

He wasn’t obsessed with positions; he had just experienced things, seen so darkness and wanted to use his ability to do so minor, insignificant, and practical things. He couldn’t manage what was too far away, but Lingjiang was his hotown, and he wished to see the city improve, not be dominated by a bunch of local bureaucrats.

"Secretary Guan...chao," Wu Yun suddenly appeared, swiftly changing her address upon seeing Zeng Li nearby.

"Xiao Wu, do you need for sothing?"

Song Guanchao’s smile was warm as he rose to greet her.

Wu Yun nodded slightly, her eyes curiously sweeping over Zeng Li, suddenly feeling a sense of crisis.

This woman, she’s so beautiful!

Zeng Li’s eyes curved like she was smiling, yet her gaze was scrutinizing this rare beauty in the officialdom.

She was sensitive in her thoughts; Wu Yun had almost instinctively called out Song Guanchao’s na but switched halfway upon seeing her.

That ant, these two were familiar with each other in private!

"Brother Song, who is this?" Zeng Li casually rested her hand on Song Guanchao’s arm, feigning the innocent expression of a curious girl.

Song Guanchao’s face twitched slightly as he shook off her hand without making a scene and introduced, "Director Wu from the Disciplinary Committee, Xiao Wu. This is Zeng Li, Secretary Wu’s driver."

"Oh."

Wu Yun noticed the intimacy between her and Song Guanchao, her eyes slightly lifting at the corners.

She wasn’t a fool; she could see Zeng Li’s affectionate act was deliberate, a declaration of territory.

She quickly judged: This woman has feelings for Song Guanchao!

But Song Guanchao seed to have no such feelings for her.

Wishful thinking!

Having swiftly co to a conclusion, Wu Yun wasn’t the slightest bit upset.

Song Guanchao was a good man, and a good man would naturally attract won.

If he wasn’t exceptional, Wu Yun wouldn’t have fallen so deeply for him.

"Secretary Song, I need to discuss sothing with you."

Wu Yun glanced at Zeng Li, subtly hinting that this matter wasn’t suitable for the ears of a driver.

Song Guanchao walked with her to a distant spot, while Zeng Li ground her molars behind them.

Leaving the office, Wu Yun said, "I heard from my dad that the case involving Minister Zhou’s son has co to a conclusion."

Song Guanchao felt a stir in his heart; he hadn’t heard about this yet.

"What’s the outco?"

"Insufficient evidence."

"What about his ties to the entertainnt venue?"

"That’s been suppressed, but he’s been removed from the city bureau."

Song Guanchao felt a sinking feeling.

He had thought at the very least Zhou Jun would be detained for a year and a half.

As it turned out, he had rely been stripped of his police status.

It seed he had underestimated Minister Zhou’s influence.

Even with a special task force established by the provincial departnt, Zhou Jun still managed to escape.

"By the way," Wu Yun continued, "about the newly appointed Xu Xin, do you want to look into her for you?"

Song Guanchao gave her a strange look.

This girl was actually offering to investigate soone for him.

He realized that this was her way of maintaining contact with him.

Otherwise, although both of them worked for the City Committee, they rarely had a chance to et.

But if she was investigating soone for him, that would be a pretext to see each other.

"Alright, you help look into it," said Song Guanchao. "Be careful yourself, don’t get caught."

Wu Yun propped herself up on her tiptoes and asked, "Are you worried about ?"

Before, Song Guanchao might have taken advantage of the situation to touch her hand or make so flirtatious remarks.

But now, he just humd softly in acknowledgnt.

Wu Yun noticed his deliberately controlled emotions, smiled sweetly, and said, "I’ll be heading back first."

"Wait a minute."

Song Guanchao suddenly grabbed her but quickly let go.

Wu Yun blinked her big eyes inquisitively and queried, "What is it?"

"Do you know Wu Ming?"

"Wu Ming? Secretary Wu’s driver?"

"That’s right," Song Guanchao said, "Could you help check out this person? Don’t go to too much trouble—great if you find sothing, no worries if you don’t."

"Alright, I’ll keep an eye out for you."

Wu Yun asked, "I’m helping you so much; how are you going to thank ?"

"I’ll treat you to Japanese food."

"That’s not enough."

"I’ll take you to a movie then."

"I also want bubble tea!"

"Fine."

Satisfied, Wu Yun was just about to leave when she suddenly rembered sothing, "Right, that Zeng Li, does she like you?"

Song Guanchao startled.

How did this girl know?

Seeing his reaction, Wu Yun knew her guess was correct.

She further inquired, "But you don’t seem to like her."

Song Guanchao was taken aback again.

Was this girl’s observational skill really so nuanced and ticulous?

"Alright then, I’m off," Wu Yun said with a smile, turning around to leave happily.

Song Guanchao also turned to head back.

On the way to his office, he bumped into Secretary Sun, who had co to look for him.

"Brother Song, are you free tonight?"

Secretary Sun smiled, "Director Xu has just arrived, she wants to invite us to dinner."

Song Guanchao was suspicious. Why didn’t Xu Xin ntion it when she saw him just now?

She had specifically sent Secretary Sun to inform him.

The two seed to have a pretty good relationship.

Song Guanchao replied, "I can only confirm later in the evening."

"Okay, I’ll find you again tonight."

When he returned to his office, Zeng Li was sipping on a cup of bubble tea, and there was another cup on his desk.

Song Guanchao unapologetically picked it up and drank, his mind pondering what Wu Yun had told him.

Zhou Jun was out, but Wu Ming was still driving for Wu Qiangwei.

Song Guanchao had always suspected that Wu Ming was Zhou Jun’s plant.

But now he was beginning to waver.

He felt that he might have guessed wrong.

Song Guanchao queried, "Who exactly is Wu Ming?"

Zeng Li responded indifferently, "I thought you didn’t want to know."

"It’s important to ."

"If you really want to know, then sure," Zeng Li put down her bubble tea, "kiss once and I’ll tell you."

She tilted up her small face, offering her bright, luscious red lips.

"Stop ssing around."

"Who’s ssing with you?" retorted Zeng Li, "You want to know but refuse to give anything in return—there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world!"

"Moreover, is kissing that much of a loss for you?"

"This is my first kiss, after all!"

Song Guanchao was at a loss for words and suddenly stood up to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"To find Wu Ming!"

"He won’t tell you!"

"He won’t? Hah, I’ll just beat him half to death first—I’m sure he’ll talk then!"

Zeng Li’s eyes widened, "You can’t beat him up!"