Official Career Storm Chapter 229

Secretary Sun didn’t think it was a big deal.

Although he couldn’t figure out why Song Guanchao was there at the mont.

Even if he was discovered by Song Guanchao, who took a video, he wasn’t panicked.

They were all secretaries, all working for the City Committee, seeing each other all the ti; could he really spread this around?

Besides, issues of conduct were minor problems.

So when Song Guanchao made his move, his mind was blank.

He felt an imnse force yank at his hair, pulling him backward, his body leaning back.

His hair was pulled so hard it seed as if it would detach from his scalp.

The hand he had on Xu Xin, was forced open to grab at Song Guanchao’s hand, trying to make him let go.

"Brother, what are you... ouch, it hurts, let go, let go now!"

Secretary Song grabbed at his hand, shouting loudly.

Song Guanchao seed not to hear, not responding.

Grasping his hair, he dragged him across the smooth, clean floor tiles, walking forward two steps.

Then stopping, he let go of his hair.

Just as Secretary Sun went to hold his head, Song Guanchao suddenly grabbed his collar, lifting him off his feet to et Song Guanchao’s gaze.

That’s when Secretary Sun noticed how cold Song Guanchao’s eyes were, like the clear waters of a deep pond in the dead of winter.

No ripples, just an endless pitch black.

His gaze was so calm that he did not dare et it.

While he had been quite angry before, now his tone was panicked, "Brother, what is this..."

"Slap!"

A slap from Song Guanchao sobered him up from any trace of drunkenness.

Secretary Sun first felt his head buzz, and after a second or two, he felt an intense burning pain.

"Slap!"

Another slap.

Then, "slap slap slap."

Song Guanchao slapped rhythmically.

Each ti, he waited a couple of seconds, letting him gather his senses before landing the next slap.

Secretary Sun wanted to speak but had no chance.

When Li Jun caught up, he saw Song Guanchao holding up his collar, slapping him resoundingly.

Li Jun was a bit shocked.

He had guessed Song Guanchao might have co for Wu Yun, but he didn’t expect him to actually strike in anger.

"Brother Song!"

He ran in, and seeing Secretary Sun with his cheeks swollen and bleeding from his mouth, he felt a tremor in his heart.

Such a cruel blow.

How dare he?

This was Secretary Lu’s secretary!

Even if you, Song Guanchao, are Secretary Wu’s secretary, this is going too far.

If word got out, what would others think?

This was disrupting the unity of the team.

"Brother Song, what happened here? How did this... how did it co to blows?"

He wanted to intervene, but Song Guanchao’s gaze was too frightening, he froze a ter away, not daring to approach.

Song Guanchao didn’t stop his hand, still slapping rhythmically, but he turned his head, looking at him with a tone as calm as casual chatter, "Did you force Wu Yun to drink?"

Li Jun shuddered, instinctively stepping back, and quickly shook his head, "No, no, no, I hardly drank any alcohol tonight."

Song Guanchao gave him a deep look, then turned to Xu Xin, who was straightening her clothes, "Did Li Jun force drinks?"

Li Jun felt his heart hanging in suspense.

Damn, he doesn’t believe !

He looked at Xu Xin, hoping she wouldn’t say anything wrong.

Otherwise... with Song Guanchao in his current state, he really might hit him!

Xu Xin shook her head, "Secretary Li didn’t."

"Hmm," Song Guanchao nodded, and Li Jun felt a cold sweat at his back, as if he’d just skirted the edge of the underworld.

"Slap!"

Song Guanchao delivered one last slap, casually throwing Secretary Sun to the ground.

He took off his suit jacket and draped it over Xu Xin’s waist to cover her suddenly exposed form.

"Thank you."

Xu Xin blushed as she expressed her gratitude.

"It is I who should be saying thank you."

If not for Xu Xin tonight, Wu Yun might have already been violated.

Moreover, Xu Xin did not just inform him in ti but even risked offending Secretary Sun to prevent him.

She herself had almost been violated by Secretary Sun.

A simple thank you was far too insubstantial.

Song Guanchao stood up and walked towards Li Jun.

Li Jun wanted to run; he didn’t want to stay with Song Guanchao, who seed a bit crazy.

But he restrained himself and mustered a smile: "Brother Song..."

Song Guanchao asked, "Who was pouring drinks tonight? Do you rember?"

Li Jun’s heart trembled, unsure of what Song Guanchao intended.

"I don’t rember much..."

"Don’t rember?" Song Guanchao suddenly smiled, a smile that almost made Li Jun’s heartbeat stop.

He patted Li Jun’s shoulder: "Brother Li is Mayor Zheng’s secretary. You may not have a photographic mory, but you certainly have an exceptional one. Otherwise, how could you perform your duties? I trust that Brother Li will compile a list and hand it to afterward."

"I..."

"Is there a problem?"

"No, no problem."

"Heh, then I’ll have to trouble Brother Li."

Song Guanchao smiled pleasantly and turned to Secretary Sun, who was lying on the ground, exposing a big white behind, and moaning softly.

He squatted down and flipped Secretary Sun over.

Secretary Sun’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, but his awareness was particularly keen.

He had intended to glare with resentnt, but when he t Song Guanchao’s gaze, he couldn’t help but show fear.

Song Guanchao straightened out his disheveled shirt, buttoning it up for him thodically: "Brother Sun, would you like to call the police?"

Secretary Sun’s lips moved, but he said nothing.

Song Guanchao continued, "Brother Sun, today I am actually helping you. Do you know who Wu Yun’s father is?"

"Hehe, it’s clear you don’t know. If you did, you wouldn’t have done such a foolish thing."

"Wu Yun’s father is Secretary Wu of the Political and Legal Committee."

"If you made a mistake tonight, you’d spend the rest of your life in prison."

"Brother Sun, you owe a favor this ti."

He took out his cellphone, waving it in front of him: "This evidence, I’ll keep hold of it for now."

Wu Yun is the daughter of Wu Xinan?

Secretary Sun was a bit dumbfounded.

He truly did not know about Wu Yun’s extra layer of identity.

As Song Guanchao said, if he had truly succeeded tonight, the consequences...

He had heard of Wu Xinan, a man of integrity who did not associate with the unscrupulous.

Reportedly, Wu Xinan served as a soldier in his early years and later climbed through the police system into the Political and Legal Committee; he was willing to fight and persevere at critical tis and had a very tough approach.

If he had done anything to Wu Yun, Wu Xinan would never let him off.

If Song Guanchao had not hit him, then he might believe that the other was genuinely helping him.

But this guy, his thods were too ruthless.

As for calling the police...

How could he possibly dare to call the police!

Xu Xin had taken a video, and Song Guanchao had taken one too.

Though personal conduct issues usually wouldn’t affect him much...

In this situation, these two videos could easily end his political career.

He went over, lifted Wu Yun from the toilet, and walked out; Xu Xin glanced at Secretary Sun, who had been beaten to a porky state, and quickly followed.

In the restroom, Li Jun looked at the miserable Secretary Sun, hesitated a mont, but still went over and helped him up.