Official Career Storm Chapter 3

He just casually probed and, surprisingly, he actually managed to probe sothing out.

Zhang Yue, on her end, indeed had so evidence.

Great, the more evidence, the better his hand would be.

This was all political capital for his future political career!

At this mont, he heard a phone ringing in the room.

Zhang Yue hurried out, holding her cellphone in a panic, looking at Song Guanchao, "Xiao Song, you take it."

Song Guanchao asked, "Whose call is it?"

"An unfamiliar number, I don’t know." She was worried it might be a call from the Disciplinary Committee.

"It might be the Disciplinary Committee, Mrs. Li, I can’t answer it."

Zhang Yue bit her lip, looking fragile and pitiful, enough to tug at one’s heartstrings.

She tried the sa trick again by hugging Song Guanchao’s arm and said pitifully, "Xiao Song, could you please answer it?"

Song Guanchao gave a wry smile and said, "Mrs. Li, it’s not that I won’t answer it, I’m just concerned that they might recognize my voice on the other end. What will they think if the Disciplinary Committee knows I’m with you?"

"This..."

With this reminder from him, Zhang Yue also realized that having him answer the call could be even riskier.

She pursed her lips and in the end, she answered the call herself.

"Hello, yes, I am, how could... Fu Hai is not that kind of person, okay, okay, I understand, I’ll be right there."

After hanging up, Zhang Yue said, "It was a call from the Disciplinary Committee, asking to go and assist with the investigation now."

Song Guanchao comforted her, "The fact they didn’t co to your door ans it’s not too serious. Mrs. Li, just go and cooperate with the investigation, I’m leaving now."

"Xiao Song."

Zhang Yue rushed to hug his arm again, "I’ve sorted out the things, could you help deliver them?"

"No!"

"Xiao Song, please help , okay?"

Zhang Yue grabbed his hand and placed it on her firm chest, deliberately rubbing it against her perky backside.

Song Guanchao quickly adopted a panicked expression, attempting to withdraw his hand, but she pressed it tightly.

"Xiao Song, please help your sister, okay?"

Her voice was seductively tingling, and as she spoke, she twerked her buttocks against him.

No matter how strong-willed Song Guanchao was, he couldn’t control the physiological reaction as she grinded against him, and he saluted her instantly.

"Mrs. Li, please don’t, I..."

"Xiao Song, help your sister out." Zhang Yue made a bold move, slipping her hand into his pants and grasping it.

That grasp took Zhang Yue by surprise, her expression froze and she instinctively looked down.

When she saw the tent that was pitched, she stroked it up and down, asuring the size that almost scared her witless.

Song Guanchao too was startled by her actions and quickly stepped back, saying, "Mrs. Li, give the stuff, and I’ll deliver it for you."

Seeing his flushed face, Zhang Yue chuckled, "Wait for a mont."

She went inside and brought out the sorted items, brushing her hand against his once more as she handed them over.

"Xiao Song, do you have a girlfriend yet?"

"Cough, not yet."

"Such a young man with such passion, it must be tough without a girlfriend, right? Do you want your sister to introduce you to soone?"

"Err, no need."

"Then, how about I help you release so steam?"

Zhang Yue pressed her body against his, thrusting her chest forward, her voluptuous figure twisting like a serpent in his arms.

"Mrs. Li, don’t joke, I... I have to go."

Song Guanchao pushed the door open like he was escaping, with a trace of regret flashing in Zhang Yue’s eyes.

She wouldn’t have minded having sothing happen with this tall and strong young man.

And considering his impressive assets, the experience was sure to be unforgettable.

Coming out of the house, Song Guanchao exhaled.

Li Fuhai’s wife was indeed very flirty; she probably played around a lot outside as well.

He didn’t have a particular aversion to such matters; if he t soone appealing, he wouldn’t mind a fleeting romance.

But now was not the ti.

Moreover, he wasn’t sure if Li Fuhai’s ho had surveillance.

If it was recorded and she used it to blackmail him, the loss would outweigh the gain.

Besides, once she and Li Fuhai t, she would realize that he ca for the evidence.

If sothing really did happen, and she then accused him of assault, all his efforts would be wasted!

Thinking about Li Fuhai and Zhang Yue’s reaction upon learning the truth, Song Guanchao couldn’t help but feel a bit eager.

I really want to see their faces at that ti, it must be quite a spectacle.

Song Guanchao didn’t go to check the evidence Zhang Yue had organized.

Ti was pressing, and he didn’t have ti to look at it.

Just the evidence in Li Fuhai’s safe was enough to give him a hard ti; he could look at the rest later.

Storing the evidence under the motorcycle seat, Song Guanchao headed to his next destination—Li Fuhai’s mistress’s residence!

With the evidence he currently possessed, it was a foregone conclusion that Li Fuhai would end up behind bars indefinitely, beyond anyone’s ability to intervene.

But, such important evidence, if used solely to eliminate Li Fuhai, would be a waste.

What Song Guanchao wanted wasn’t rely to finish off Li Fuhai.

He intended to maximize his benefits through this affair!

Li Fuhai’s mistress, Liang Hui, was the next critical move in his ga!

To be precise, it was her brother, Huayuan District Secretary, Liang Hao!

Now it was ti to see whether Liang Hao knew how to play the ga.

If he was smart, then it’d be a win-win for both.

If he was foolish, then I’m sorry, but he’d be joining Li Fuhai in the slamr.

At 6:17 PM.

Song Guanchao arrived at Liang Hui’s dwelling, a high-end apartnt complex in the city center.

He took out two USB drives he had prepared and entered the apartnt building.

Accessing the elevator in this luxury apartnt also required a swipe card.

Song Guanchao bypassed the surveillance, entered the ergency stairwell along the blind spot, and headed straight to the 18th floor.

Song Guanchao knocked gently on the door.

Soon, a young woman around twenty-five or twenty-six years old opened the door.

This woman was blessed with good looks—a pair of willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a high nose, red lips, and an oval face. With a height around one ter sixty-five, she wasn’t short among won.

She was Liang Hui, the sister of the Huayuan District Secretary, Liang Hao.

Liang Hui had never seen Song Guanchao before and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Song Guanchao didn’t disclose his identity; instead, he asked, "Hello, may I ask if you’re Miss Liang Hui?"

"Yes, and you are?"

Song Guanchao said, "Miss Liang, I am Mayor Li’s driver, Song Guanchao."

Liang Hui was startled. Why would Li Fuhai’s driver co here?

She sensed the serious expression of the young man in front of her and unease crept into her heart, "What’s the matter?"

Song Guanchao stated, "Mayor Li has been taken away by the Disciplinary Committee."

A brief sentence struck Liang Hui like a thunderbolt.

Song Guanchao said, "Please contact Secretary Liang Hao, Miss Liang. Mayor Li entrusted to deliver sothing to him."

"What is it?"

"Sorry, Mayor Li instructed to hand the item directly to Secretary Liang. Miss Liang, please don’t waste ti; the Disciplinary Committee might contact at any mont to assist with the investigation."

"You, co in. I’ll make the call now."

Liang Hui was already panicking.

Entering the living room, Song Guanchao sat with proper posture.

As Liang Hui dialed the number, Song Guanchao reminded her, "Miss Liang, don’t ntion anything about Mayor Li on the phone."

"I understand."

Soon, Liang Hui finished the call.

During the wait, she was a bundle of nerves.

"Song, Xiao Song, do you know why Mayor Li was taken away?"

"I’m not sure."

Liang Hui’s mind raced with chaotic thoughts, her heart in turmoil.

Every second of waiting was torture.

Half an hour later, there was a knock at the door, and she imdiately went to open it.

A man in his forties, slightly overweight, entered and casually inquired, "Xiao Hui, why did you call over in such a hurry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed Song Guanchao sitting on the sofa: "Who is this?"

Without waiting for Liang Hui to introduce him, Song Guanchao, who had been sitting stiffly, relaxed into the sofa.

He leaned back lazily, with an air of casual authority, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Secretary Liang, please have a seat. There’s sothing I need to talk to you about."

Liang Hui was taken aback; this Xiao Song, why had he suddenly changed his deanor completely?

Liang Hao was also shocked, giving his sister an inquiring look, curious about who this person was.

He walked over and sat opposite Song Guanchao, "Who are you?"

Instead of answering, Song Guanchao counterquestioned, "The position of Vice Mayor of Lingjiang City, does Secretary Liang find it interesting?"

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