Official Career Storm Chapter 223

Wu Qiangwei’s ample buttocks were so large, and her waist was exceptionally slender, that it created an exaggerated visual illusion.

But it wasn’t all an illusion.

Such an exquisite figure was very eye-catching when clothed.

However, taking off her pants was quite a struggle.

The waist of the pants was too narrow, and they tended to snag on her flesh when being pulled down.

Especially since she was lying prone.

So.

When Song Guanchao pulled down the pants, the waistband almost stuck to her flesh, scraping slowly over her buttocks as they descended.

After much effort, as if he had expended the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, he finally pulled the pants down. Her flesh, tugged at by the pants, quivered with each movent like ripples from a stone thrown into a lake.

The last ti was at night, and the lights were off, so although Song Guanchao had touched her, he had seen nothing.

This ti was different.

It was broad daylight, with plenty of light.

The arc of her buttocks, each inch of her skin, was clearly visible.

She was wearing ordinary-style underwear that day, still black.

The elastic around the waist cut into her flesh on each side, drawing the eye as if putting the finishing touch on a dragon, with a visual appeal that was nearly perfect.

The strip of fabric in the middle was tightly wedged in the crease of her buttocks.

So much so that at a glance, it seed as if she wore nothing at all.

Wu Qiangwei heard the sound of him swallowing and urged with as steady a tone as she could manage, "Hurry up."

"Oh, right."

Song Guanchao gathered his composure and admired the view as he poured out the red flower oil.

There was a large bruise on the right half of her buttock, a mark left from a previous fall.

The bruise looked very scary, as if it was severe, but it indicated that it was healing.

With normal massage, in just a few days she would recover.

Song Guanchao rubbed the red flower oil between his palms and then placed his hands over her skin.

His palms were large and, from daily training in the army, his hands were calloused.

Now, even with his fingers spread wide to cover her, he could still only cover a third of her buttocks.

However, Wu Qiangwei’s sensation was quite different.

Tingling and electrifying.

Currents of electricity ran rampantly through her body, igniting trails of warmth wherever they passed.

She quietly stuffed the thin blanket she had been clutching into her mouth, bit down hard on it, and controlled her breathing to avoid making any embarrassing nasal sounds.

While she could control her voice, she found it hard to contain her body’s reactions.

With each of Song Guanchao’s pressings and kneadings, it was like waves gathering strength; when this force reached its peak, it would crash trendously against the shore.

This was what Wu Qiangwei felt.

The more she tried to suppress it, the more intense the sensation beca.

Almost every minute, her body would shiver once or twice.

Her full buttocks trembled like waves, displaying their astonishing elasticity.

Song Guanchao remained silent, as if he saw nothing, but his reaction was just as intense.

He saw that the strip of cloth wedged in her buttocks was already damp and clinging to her skin.

Beads of crystal clear moisture seeped out from between her tightly closed legs.

Ti passed slowly, Wu Qiangwei wanted to ask if it was over but didn’t dare to speak for fear of letting out sounds she shouldn’t make.

After a dozen or so minutes, Song Guanchao finally stopped and said, "All done."

He pulled her pants up, trying to get them over her protruding buttocks but found it difficult.

"You can go out; I’ll do it myself."

Wu Qiangwei spoke, her voice carrying a lazy tone and a hint of breathiness.

"Alright."

Song Guanchao put down the red flower oil, grabbed so tissues to wipe his hands, and stood up.

Wu Qiangwei turned her head and caught a glimpse of his bulging crotch.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she quickly looked away.

It wasn’t until Song Guanchao left the room that she completely collapsed onto the lounge chair.

As her body gradually cooled down and her thoughts returned, Wu Qiangwei suddenly regretted letting him massage her.

And in the office, no less.

She rubbed her burning face and stood up from the lounge chair, quickly putting on her pants.

The outer room.

Song Guanchao opened the door to his office and it took a while before the malicious fire within him subsided.

Wu Yun had sent him a ssage, informing that she had dug up information on Xu Xin.

Song Guanchao had already learned about Xu Xin’s profile from Chu Xiao’e. Asking Wu Yun to look into it was only to give her sothing to do.

After chatting for a while, Wu Yun said, "Secretary Wang just found and asked to join the guidance group. Will you join too?"

"Yep, I’m the group leader."

"So when are we having the eting?"

"This afternoon."

Although the guidance group this ti was just for show, it had a strong lineup.

Secretaries of the top three leaders were all pulled in, as well as from various departnts.

By rights, the group leader should have been Secretary Sun, but Wu Qiangwei, in order to show her differences with Secretary Lu, deliberately had Song Guanchao take on the role.

At one o’clock in the afternoon, Zeng Li ca back.

She tossed a docunt to Song Guanchao, "Here, this is from Director Liang for you."

"Thank you."

"What did you say to ?"

Zeng Li glared at him, her anger directed his way.

"Thanks, what’s wrong?" Song Guanchao was puzzled.

"Hmph!"

Zeng Li grabbed the docunt on the desk and hurled it at him, turning her head away in a huff.

Song Guanchao was baffled. I’ve been so polite, and yet you still throw things at ?

Zeng Li was furious.

During this ti, her rapport with Song Guanchao had progressed rapidly, and the occasional flirtation made her believe that Song Guanchao must have developed so interest in her.

But this guy actually said thank you to her!

In her eyes, thanks were only exchanged between strangers.

Song Guanchao opened the docunt. It contained information on Xu Xin, which was even more detailed than the profile Chu Xiao’e had given him.

Her hotown address, the schools she attended from childhood, and her parents’ information.

She was indeed from a rural background, originating from a village below Dujiang County.

An excellent student since childhood, she had always ranked within the top three in her class.

When she took the civil service examination, she also entered her unit as the top scorer in both the written and oral tests.

As she said, her father had an accident on a construction site during her senior year of high school.

Song Guanchao took pictures of the profile and sent them to Lu Feng, then dialed his number.

"Hello, Madman, I need you to check soone out for . I’ve sent you their information. Make an on-site visit, and focus on investigating their relatives for ."

"Leave it to !"

Lu Feng readily agreed.

No sooner had he hung up the phone than Xu Xin ca over.

"Secretary Song, is the eting starting now?"

"A eting? What eting?"

"Secretary Wu proposed the establishnt of a guidance group at the standing committee eting. Don’t you know, Secretary Song?"

Xu Xin seed perplexed. Hadn’t Secretary Wu told him?

Song Guanchao realized, and asked, "Did you also join?"

"Yeah." Xu Xin smiled unnaturally, "Mayor Zheng suggested I join to take the minutes and draft the report."

"Then notify the others, and have them co for the eting."

"I’ve already notified them; they will be here shortly, and the eting room is ready too."

Song Guanchao glanced at the ti, "Let’s go."

The guidance group this ti was mainly led by the City Committee and Municipal Governnt, with assistance drawn from various departnts.

Its main purpose was to rigorously check for corruption and create a favorable business environnt for rchants.

When Song Guanchao arrived at the office, Secretary Sun, Li Jun, and Wu Yun from the Disciplinary Committee were already there.

A quarter of an hour later, the staff summoned from other departnts had also arrived one after another.

Song Guanchao saw several familiar faces.

The deputy director of the Industrial and Comrcial Bureau, Chen Jie.

The head of the Tax Bureau office, Yu Lifang.