Official Career Storm Chapter 322

Song Guanchao lessened his strength.

The massage process beca slower and slower.

Towards the end, it didn’t feel like a massage anymore; it felt more like he was caressing her skin.

With the lubrication of the red flower oil, his palm prints could fully perceive the smoothness of her jade back.

The skin was firm yet porcelain-like, with a slender neck beneath the coiled hair.

Her ears were very delicate, the earlobes round and supple, and the small patch of softness that spread from her bursting chest stimulated his eyes.

Song Guanchao, sitting cross-legged, felt a slight soreness and relaxed a bit more, naturally pressing down.

Xiao Song, too, drew inevitably closer to her buttocks.

As he leaned in once more to push and massage, Song Guanchao’s form suddenly stopped.

He abruptly looked down and discovered Xiao Song was pressing against her buttocks.

"Mmm~"

Wu Qiangwei, half asleep, softly moaned, and her buttocks seed to tremble.

As if feeling sothing scorching, it was a physical reaction triggered by the sensation.

Song Guanchao slowly got up and let out a soft breath.

He didn’t lean forward again, only massaged the waist and back, careful not to touch the shoulders to avoid further contact.

But the next second, Song Guanchao froze.

Wu Qiangwei suddenly arched her buttocks up on her own, pressing against Xiao Song.

"Mmm, mmm~"

She humd faintly, like a writhing python.

Her peach-like buttocks, wrapped in soft cotton and linen sleep pants, were round.

Her buttocks kept rubbing against Xiao Song.

Song Guanchao’s nerves were stretched to the limit, unsure whether to continue or get up.

He bit his teeth and pretended nothing had happened, continuing the massage.

However, with each forward lean, her active arching buttocks seeking sothing, that sense of closeness excited him trendously.

Seeing her breath grow more rapid and her buttocks’ movents more violent, Song Guanchao bit his tongue hard, forcibly moving away from her body.

After moving away, Wu Qiangwei’s breathing gradually steadied.

After a few minutes, Song Guanchao woke her up.

"Secretary, I’m done, I’ll head back now."

"Oh."

Wu Qiangwei opened her eyes, and just as she was about to sit up, realizing she wasn’t wearing clothes, she continued lying down.

Only after he had left did she sit up.

As she got out of bed, she lightly frowned, reaching down to touch.

It was damp.

She bit her lip, realizing sothing seed to have happened just now.

She hadn’t been sleeping soundly, half awake, she was aware of her actions, but the mories were not clear.

But now, she rembered.

She had been rubbing against him all along.

Wu Qiangwei walked into the bathroom without saying a word.

This ti, she didn’t go on about Song Guanchao’s mind being full of ssy thoughts.

Because she knew, she was the one who asked Song Guanchao to massage her.

Song Guanchao did not cross any boundaries. He had always shown restraint.

Besides, when she let Song Guanchao sit on her, her heart may have already held certain expectations.

It’s just that she was unwilling to admit it.

Moreover, deep inside she always had a secret she knew about but was unwilling to confront.

That is, the taboo line between her and Song Guanchao was very likely to be broken.

She had just been rationally suppressing this thought.

But suppression did not an it didn’t exist.

She just didn’t want to think about it when she was sober.

Only occasionally when drinking, would these thoughts uncontrollably burst forth.

...

On the road, Song Guanchao’s expression was stern.

What surfaced in his mind was not Wu Qiangwei’s body but the words she said.

"Zhou Jun..."

Wu Qiangwei suddenly asking about this, obviously wasn’t impulsive.

It was very likely that Minister Zhou ntioned it in the evening.

Had Minister Zhou guessed sothing?

A shiver ran through Song Guanchao’s heart.

This matter was very covert, known only to him and Lu Feng, with no third person aware.

Minister Zhou couldn’t possibly know.

But he clearly had suspicions.

Minister Zhou was terrifyingly astute.

Thankfully, he was just suspicious, with no evidence, and wasn’t certain.

I need to be more cautious.

When he got ho, Song Guanchao was surprised.

Liang Jiajia hadn’t gone to question Zhou Qian.

She didn’t even ask; instead, she sneaked in while he was taking a shower.

The two moved from the bathroom to the living room, then from the living room to battle it out on the balcony, and finally finished up on the bed.

After a short rest, Liang Jiajia crawled back into the covers.

...

The next day.

At noon, Liang Hao suddenly sought out Song Guanchao.

"Little brother, co out for lunch."

"Sure."

In the restaurant, it was just Liang Hao and Song Guanchao.

"Let’s not drink, we still have to work in the afternoon."

"Okay."

After the dishes were served and the waiter had left, Liang Hao said, "Secretary Lu ca to see today."

Song Guanchao was sowhat taken aback.

He knew Secretary Lu was gathering support from all quarters, but what kind of move was it to woo Liang Hao?

Everyone in Lingjiang knew that Liang Hao was Wu Qiangwei’s man.

Logically, with Secretary Lu’s political savvy, he shouldn’t be doing such a foolish thing.

But he had done just that, and Song Guanchao couldn’t understand why.

"Secretary Lu talked to about the old city renovation; his words hinted at promising so benefits."

Liang Hao snorted, and Song Guanchao suddenly understood.

No wonder Secretary Su dared to approach Liang Hao—he was confident he could win him over.

Any ordinary person would be tempted by the promise of such benefits.

There was a lot of money to be made in the old city renovation—

and it involved mostly municipal finances and banks, so the risk was minimal.

Unfortunately for Secretary Lu, he only knew that Liang Hao was Wu Qiangwei’s man, but he didn’t realize how deeply bound he was to her.

"Little brother, be careful: at the Standing Committee eting yesterday, you managed to offend both Mayor Zheng and Secretary Lu. You’re caught between two fires now; your situation is worriso."

"He doesn’t have the capacity to deal with right now."

Song Guanchao shook his head; there was no need to worry about these two in the short term.

After all, he had an ace up his sleeve.

"Brother Liang, about Secretary Lu, don’t rush to refuse him, but don’t agree too eagerly either. String him along for a while."

Liang Hao asked, "Do you want to penetrate deep into the enemy camp and attack from the rear?"

Song Guanchao replied, "I wouldn’t say attack from the rear, but having an extra bargaining chip always cos in handy at so point."

With Secretary Lu’s cunning nature, even if he let Liang Hao cut in on the old city renovation project, he wouldn’t leave any substantial evidence.

Even if the matter were exposed one day, the worst he could be blad for was a failure in supervision, and he would be able to completely disassociate himself from it.

Such small issues don’t seem powerful at a glance.

But when his downfall cos one day, it might just be the last straw that breaks the cal’s back.

"Okay, leave it to ."

Liang Hao ate and drank, praising Song Guanchao for yesterday’s Standing Committee eting.

It wasn’t re flattery; he genuinely found Song Guanchao’s performance in the battle outstanding.

Truly outstanding!

A secretary standing alone against two mbers of the Standing Committee, and even more, the top two officials!

Now, the entire Lingjiang officialdom was discussing the events of yesterday’s eting.

At least, Liang Hao himself admitted, he couldn’t have done it.

Of course, those not in a position shouldn’t determine its policies.

If he were to beco Secretary of the Municipal Committee and face such a situation, he would surely have to fight back.

But he might not do it as beautifully as Song Guanchao had.

...

During the rest period at noon, Secretary Lu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the street outside the City Committee.

The lush Chinese parasol trees on both sides of the road shaded the clean asphalt into a boulevard.

He stared into space, yet his thoughts were very focused.

These past few days, he had been continuously making contacts.

With an average network in Lingjiang, he could only bind a large number of people quickly through the promise of benefits.

After two days of contact, he had roughly gotten a feel for these people’s personalities.

So were timid; others, not familiar enough with him, dared not agree too quickly.

After all, without a foundation of trust, talking about benefits directly was very dangerous.

These weren’t big issues; a few more rounds of discussions would do.

Especially once the old city renovation began—if they wanted to make a buck, even if they didn’t trust him, they would have to board his ship.

Aside from these people, Secretary Lu needed to pull in another person.

No, not pull in.

Rather, he had to make the person realize their position and understand the current situation.

This person was none other than his secretary, Sun Xiangwei.

He knew his secretary had been planted beside him by soone.

He just wasn’t sure exactly who.

In the past, he hadn’t cared much.

But now, he had to stabilize the internal situation before dealing with external pressures.

He couldn’t be busy outside only to turn around and find his ho had been robbed.

He had to make Secretary Sun realize who his true leader was.