"Did you co to Pinghai to attend tomorrow night's charity banquet?"
Song Guanchao leaned against the headboard, looking down at Fu Ying in his arms.
They say a little separation is better than a new marriage.
Fu Ying, who hadn't indulged for months, almost made his waist break from exhaustion.
The good thing was, Fu Ying was more uninhibited than before.
"Yeah." Fu Ying asked, "You too?"
The two exchanged a smile, Song Guanchao glanced at the ti and said, "A beautiful night, let's not waste ti, let's continue."
Fu Ying's face flushed, she remained silent, letting him play with her body.
...
The banquet was in the evening, so Song Guanchao didn't set the alarm. When he woke up, it was already past ten.
Last night had been too wild; Song Guanchao nearly went numb towards the end.
Fu Ying was still asleep. He picked up his silenced phone and glanced at it, seeing several missed calls.
From Jiang Yiren, Zeng Li, and Wu Qiangwei.
He sent ssages back to the won, chatted for a while, and when Fu Ying opened her eyes, he tossed the phone aside, turned over, pressed her down, and entered her body while she was dazed.
"Ah~"
Fu Ying, half-awake, her languid voice was simply the most beautiful tune.
Song Guanchao transford into a pile driver, tirelessly plowing until his energy was spent.
Five in the evening.
Song Guanchao changed into a suit, t Wu Qiangwei and others in the corridor, had so food nearby, and then set off to the banquet venue.
At six o'clock, they got out of the taxi, seeing the spotlights and dense crowd outside the hotel from afar.
For a third-tier city, the charity banquet's scale was on par with first-tier cities.
This was the most luxurious hotel in the whole Pinghai City, with a red carpet laid out at the entrance, featuring large photos of celebrities.
dia reporters stood outside the protective line, crazily pressing the shutter buttons as celebrities walked from one end of the red carpet, the high-frequency flashing lights capturing these stars.
Song Guanchao and the others weren't interested in the celebrities and went straight into the hotel.
Their goal was to make friends with the entrepreneurs attending the banquet and exchange contact information.
This required a certain level of social skill, sothing Song Guanchao was not adept at.
But Wu Qiangwei was.
Or rather, social skills are a basic professional quality for most mayors.
If you're introverted, you're destined not to take up a leadership position.
Song Guanchao picked up a glass of champagne, found a chair, and sat down.
He ca here purely to accompany Wu Qiangwei and to take a break for himself.
"Brother Song, I saw a big celebrity." Zeng Li ca over and sat beside him.
"Didn't go for an autograph?"
"I don't even know them, why ask for an autograph?" Zeng Li said, "So of the female celebrities are quite pretty. Should I help you get their contact information?"
"It's pointless if you can't hook up; what's the point of getting in touch."
In front of Zeng Li, he never hides his wicked taste.
Zeng Li pouted, "Don't get too close to these actresses; none of them are clean."
While they were chatting, Wu Qiangwei had already started conversing with several entrepreneurs.
Upon learning she was the Mayor of Jiangzhou City, Nanjiang Province, they were quite surprised, and they surmised her purpose in coming, exchanging contact information cooperatively and amicably.
Shu Xue and Wu Ming stayed by her side all along, and Geng District Chief stood beside them.
Song Guanchao casually scanned the venue and suddenly saw Fu Ying.
After finishing her exchange with so entrepreneurs, Fu Ying walked towards him.
Zeng Li's eyes widened, "Isn't she that soone?"
"Fu Ying, the Mayor of Dujiang City." Song Guanchao put down his champagne and stood up, "Mayor Fu, how's it going?"
Fu Ying gave a bitter smile, "t a few entrepreneurs, but I can tell they're not interested in Dujiang City."
But they are very interested in her.
As a woman, Fu Ying is extrely sensitive to such looks, able to clearly sense their interest in her.
Song Guanchao said, "Whether there's a chance or not, it's good to keep in touch. Every now and then, send a ssage to maintain the relationship. When Dujiang City has events, you can invite them over. Who knows, one day they might invest in Dujiang City."
Fu Ying smiled self-deprecatingly, "Maybe."
She wasn't particularly disappointed; Dujiang City was originally a county-level city.
In such a small city, the potential is limited, and the investnt value is very low.
Before coming here, she was already prepared to return without success.
Like Song Guanchao said, she ca here just to see if anything would happen.
Fu Ying glanced at Zeng Li, the young girl's face had a smile, her eyes were sharp.
Fu Ying smiled slightly at her, then said to Song Guanchao, "Director Song, I'll go over first, let's have a midnight snack together tonight."
"Okay."
After she left, Fu Ying humd lightly, "You two are involved!"
"Yes, yes, I'm involved with everyone." Song Guanchao sat down, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, his gaze wandering over those celebrities.
No kidding, these female celebrities really have striking looks.
A couple of them, compared to Zeng Li, aren't any worse, just that the air of indulgence is too thick.
Unlike celebrities, more like frivolous.
Hm, is that Pinghai City's leader talking with Wu Qiangwei?
Song Guanchao saw several elderly, overweight middle-aged n approach Wu Qiangwei, conversing happily.
The difference in deanor between entrepreneurs and governnt officials is stark; insiders can recognize them at a glance.
Song Guanchao had no intention of going up to greet them.
Ti ticked away, around nine, people began leaving.
Close to ten, Wu Qiangwei ca over, "Let's go."
Song Guanchao and Zeng Li followed her lead.
Leaving the hotel, Song Guanchao saw Fu Ying standing at the entrance, talking to several n.
Wu Qiangwei had already spotted her earlier and waited for her to finish before asking, "Mayor Fu, want to join us for a midnight snack?"
"Sure." Fu Ying smiled, leaving with them.
They took a taxi to a food stall, ordering a table full of splendid seafood and local dishes.
Song Guanchao asked, "Mayor, did tonight go smoothly?"
"t many local and nearby entrepreneurs, they..." Wu Qiangwei paused, her expression a bit odd, "They're very interested in Jiangzhou."
"That's a good thing." He didn't understand why Wu Qiangwei showed such an expression.
"It's a good thing, I just feel... maybe I'm overthinking it." Wu Qiangwei shook her head, not elaborating.
After the al, returning to the guesthouse, Song Guanchao knocked on Wu Qiangwei's door.
This ti, without waiting for Wu Qiangwei to refuse, he walked in directly.
"Is there sothing off about these entrepreneurs?" Song Guanchao asked the question from the dinner table.
Wu Qiangwei shook her head, then nodded, "They give a strange feeling."
"What kind of strange?"
"They... express a very strong interest in investing in Jiangzhou."
"???" A question mark slowly appeared on Song Guanchao's forehead.
Isn't this a good thing?
How can it be called strange?
Wu Qiangwei's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I don't know how to describe it... If only one or two entrepreneurs show interest, it's normal. But all the entrepreneurs I interacted with tonight... no, not all, only those from Pinghai City's local entrepreneurs, their interest isn't feigned, they're genuinely interested. They feel like they really want to move their companies to Jiangzhou."
All the local entrepreneurs want to move their companies to Jiangzhou?
Listening to her say this, it does seem rather odd.
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