Official Career Storm Chapter 215

"Secretary Song?"

The man offering a toast noticed that Secretary Song was holding his glass without moving and beca curious.

"Co on, let’s drink."

Song Guanchao kept his smile and took a sip.

Others took turns coming up to offer him a toast.

Song Guanchao’s heartbeat was racing; he felt that he was pressing against her face.

Though it was through his pants, he could clearly feel the softness of her cheek.

He kept trying to rein in his thoughts, trying to suppress his reaction, but it was no use.

Instead, it grew harder...

And he could clearly feel that Wu Qiangwei’s body trembled slightly.

Clearly, she had noticed his reaction too.

Wu Qiangwei wanted to die of sha at this mont!

Being held in Song Guanchao’s arms was already her limit of endurance.

But now, he was actually... actually pressing that against her face!

"Okay, that’s enough, let’s not disturb Secretary Song anymore."

After a round of toasts, Secretary Sun waved his hands, asking everyone to go back.

"Brother Song, do you want to get you a room? I have mbership cards for nearby hotels."

"I can still afford a room."

"Brother Song, this girlfriend of yours..." Secretary Sun stared at Wu Qiangwei’s body, then suddenly frowned and said, "Do I know her?"

In his arms, Wu Qiangwei trembled lightly.

Song Guanchao also shuddered inside.

"That figure looks very familiar."

Secretary Sun narrowed his eyes, pondering and muttering to himself.

He truly felt that he had seen this woman before.

"Jeez!"

Suddenly, Song Guanchao gasped sharply.

"What’s wrong?" Secretary Sun looked at him suspiciously.

"I’m feeling a bit chesty; the ventilation here isn’t too good."

Song Guanchao said with a smile, and his right hand fell on Wu Qiangwei’s back, giving her a light pat.

This woman is crazy, why does she pinch !

Secretary Sun chuckled, thinking Song Guanchao was about to leave, and said, "I won’t disturb you then; I’ll head over first."

After Secretary Sun left, Wu Qiangwei hastily tried to sit up, but Song Guanchao quickly pushed her down.

"Don’t move, his people over there are watching."

Song Guanchao looked pained, as several people from Secretary Sun’s side kept looking over with ingratiating smiles.

It made it impossible for Song Guanchao to leave with Wu Qiangwei.

If those people saw what Wu Qiangwei looked like, her reputation would be ruined.

"Get your thing away!" Wu Qiangwei pinched the flesh on his waist and twisted hard.

Song Guanchao inhaled sharply, "Secretary, this thing is attached to , how do I get it off?"

Wu Qiangwei’s face was so red it could drip blood; she was just speaking out of frustration.

But having that thing pressing against her face was just too embarrassing!

"Make it go down, don’t allow it to get hard again!"

"..."

Song Guanchao wanted to cry; what an unreasonable demand.

After a while, seeing that he was still hard, Wu Qiangwei said angrily, "Why hasn’t it gone down yet!"

Song Guanchao replied helplessly, "Secretary, I can’t control it."

Wu Qiangwei pursed her lips and clenched her teeth, wishing she could leave the bar imdiately, but with Secretary Sun and a bunch of officials still around, occasionally glancing over and giving him silly grins, she couldn’t.

Just then, Zeng Li called; the designated driver had arrived and asked why they hadn’t co out yet.

"We can’t leave right now, you go ahead."

"What? Why can’t you leave?"

"Secretary Sun spotted ."

"What about Sister Weiwei? Was she seen?"

"No, she’s hidden."

"Hidden where? The restroom?"

Looking at Wu Qiangwei on his thigh, Song Guanchao thought to himself, she’s hiding right by my side.

"No, she’s lying next to ."

"What! What should we do? Will she be discovered?"

"No, her face is against the couch, she can’t be seen."

"That’s good... but what about you guys?"

"You go ahead, I’ll figure out sothing here."

"Okay then."

Zeng Li had actually planned to lure Song Guanchao to a hotel that evening, but her plans fell through after bumping into this situation.

Ti ticked away second by second, and Song Guanchao showed no sign of calming down.

Under the disco lights of the bar, which flickered back and forth, the dim lighting made Wu Qiangwei’s long legs look even more fair.

He was sowhat srized by the sight, close enough to see even the fine hairs on Wu Qiangwei’s neck.

Her neck was slender and porcelain-white, her shoulder curves extrely elegant, and her whole posture beautiful like a porcelain crafted by a master from the imperial kiln.

"Ouch!"

The pain in his waist jolted him awake. "Secretary, why are you pinching again?"

Wu Qiangwei snapped, "Don’t move around!"

"I’m not moving!"

"Then why are you twitching?"

"..." How could he explain that?

"Has Secretary Sun left yet?"

"Not yet."

"When are they going to leave?"

"How would I know..."

"So, what do we do now? Just keep waiting?"

"Uh... seems like we can only wait."

Wu Qiangwei fell silent, irritated, and suddenly regretting deciding to go on a blind date in such a manner.

Actually, Song Guanchao did have a way to leave.

For example, by asking Lu Feng to call so people over and start a fight with Secretary Sun’s group.

But bizarrely, he didn’t do that.

He felt that, perhaps, this was also quite good.

In a corner of the bar.

Wu Ming sipped his drink, looking over and shaking his head, "This kid is really daring, treating Sister Weiwei like that."

Uncle Hong didn’t drink. He needed to stay sober to react imdiately if any accidents occurred.

The affair with Hui Po Company had brought Wu Qiangwei so trouble.

Although it was unlikely that Director Qin would play dirty, it was still a possibility.

"How could Sister Weiwei think of dressing up like this for a blind date in a bar? If Mom hears about this, she’ll definitely scold again."

...

In the blink of an eye, it was already 11 p.m.

Wu Qiangwei felt drowsiness assailing her but continued to struggle to stay awake.

Song Guanchao’s phone rang again; this ti it was Liang Jiajia.

He hesitated then hung up.

He then texted: "I’m at the bar."

"Bar?"

"Yeah, on a blind date with the secretary."

"Ah?" Liang Jiajia found herself suddenly illiterate.

Bar, blind date, secretary...

Could these words even form a sentence like that?

"Still on the date?"

"Yes, are you off tomorrow?"

"Off."

"Then I’ll tell you about it when I get back."

"Okay."

Liang Jiajia’s curiosity was piqued.

Close to midnight, Secretary Sun and his group finally prepared to leave.

Before leaving, seeing Song Guanchao still there, Secretary Sun was quite surprised.

"Brother Song, why haven’t you left yet?"

"Waiting for soone," Song Guanchao smiled.

"Still not here?" He glanced at his Jaeger-LeCoultre watch, it was almost midnight, and still waiting.

Who was so important that he had been kept waiting till now?

"Almost here."

"Then I won’t keep you company."

"Take care."

After Secretary Sun left, Song Guanchao finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Secretary, he’s gone."

Wu Qiangwei got up from him and looked at his bulging crotch, coldly saying, "Been hard for so long, aren’t you afraid of breaking it?"

Song Guanchao suddenly felt annoyed; it wasn’t because of her that he had been hard all this ti.

Thinking about it, thanks to his own efforts tonight, otherwise Secretary Sun would have discovered her earlier.

Yet, instead of thanking him, this woman was blaming him.

Song Guanchao grabbed a glass of alcohol and took a swig, saying irritably, "Don’t worry, Secretary, I’m young and healthy, it won’t break."