Official Career Storm Chapter 39

It had just turned two in the afternoon when the head of the Police Departnt, Qin Yuejin, arrived.

"Director Qin, are you looking for Secretary Wu?"

Tian Xue imdiately stood up, taking the initiative. As a secretary, she had been cramming the past few days, familiarizing herself with all district leaders of the city.

"It’s Secretary Wu who’s looking for ."

Qin Yuejin smiled faintly, and Tian Xue responded with an "Oh" and lead him into the office.

Song Guanchao took the opportunity to size up the head of the Police Departnt, curious about which faction Director Qin belonged to.

His understanding of the relationships within the city was still murky, but one thing he could assert was that Lingjiang’s bureaucratic scene was chaotic!

The real power of the top leaders was being undermined, indicating an invisible hand was manipulating everything behind the scenes.

In other words, there might be a big tiger in Lingjiang’s official circles!

Or maybe there were multiple intertwined forces, each ruling their own territories.

The top leaders were not locals who had risen through the local ranks, leading to decrees not being implented properly, obeyed but not preached.

To rectify this situation, the province had specially parachuted a secretary into Lingjiang, demonstrating the extent of the chaos in the bureaucratic scene.

The Police Departnt, being the city’s law enforcent agency, was theoretically under the guidance of the Political and Legal Committee, which in turn was directed by the city governnt and the City Committee.

However, given the state of Lingjiang’s bureaucracy, this Director of the Police Departnt, Qin, was likely also part of the unruly faction.

Wu Qiangwei suddenly called him over, probably because of last night’s incident.

After all, it involved a shooting, and the suspects were police officers.

Although the details of the case were suppressed and did not stir too much on the internet,

within the system, it was still a major case, and the provincial level would definitely intervene.

As the head of the Police Departnt, Qin Yuejin had to be held accountable.

Wu Qiangwei calling him over was likely an excuse to discipline him and also to probe his position to see which faction he really belonged to.

While analyzing, Tian Xue ca out and grabbed her phone to chat.

Song Guanchao shook his head quietly; this young lady was probably chatting with Director Liu again.

"Director Liu..."

Song Guanchao squinted his eyes, wondering who was behind him.

Wu Qiangwei had just rented an apartnt yesterday, and on her second day, she was hit on.

This was clearly a targeted approach.

And the only people who knew Wu Qiangwei was living outside were him, Tian Xue, and Director Liu.

The man who flirted with Wu Qiangwei, without surprise, must be associated with Director Liu.

Half an hour later, Director Qin ca out.

He didn’t leave imdiately but turned to Song Guanchao, "You must be Xiao Song, right?"

Song Guanchao stood up, courteously, "Yes, that’s ."

"I heard about last night’s incident; you did well. On behalf of the Police Departnt, I thank you," Qin Yuejin extended a hand.

Song Guanchao quickly gripped it, expressing warmly, "Director Qin, you flatter ."

After a few more words of praise, Qin Yuejin left.

Tian Xue humd lightly, quite disdainfully.

Song Guanchao had no ti for petty squabbles with the young lady, he had just noticed sothing.

Despite Qin Yuejin’s seemingly warm praise, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The Director Qin must have known about the grudges between Fu Cheng and him.

He probably hated him to death.

Great, just driving for Wu Qiangwei for a few days, and he had already offended a city leader.

It was unknown which side Director Qin was on.

If he stood with Wu Qiangwei, then no harm done, let the hatred be.

But if he was on the other side, well, he might need to shift his position as the head of the departnt.

Just before closing ti, Song Guanchao received a call from Liang Hui.

"Brother Song, are you free tonight? My brother would like to invite you to dinner," Liang Hui’s voice was sweet.

"Tonight’s really not good; please tell Mr. Liang that I’ll treat him another ti."

"Alright."

At six-thirty.

Song Guanchao drove Wu Qiangwei to her building.

"I’ll go for a run at seven-thirty, co over after you’ve eaten."

"Okay."

Song Guanchao had grabbed a quick bite outside the residential area and then waited in his car.

At 7:30 pm, Wu Qiangwei ca down dressed in sportswear.

As she walked past the car, she made brief eye contact with Song Guanchao and then jogged towards Li Lake Park.

Song Guanchao followed from a distance, and sure enough, that handso man appeared again soon after.

The two talked and laughed, with the man accompanying Wu Qiangwei all the way back to her building before leaving.

Once Wu Qiangwei had gone upstairs, Song Guanchao turned around and followed the man.

The man entered Building 11 and the elevator stopped on the eighth floor.

Song Guanchao took note of this and did not leave imdiately; instead, he waited nearby.

Half an hour later, the man ca down in a different set of clothes.

He got into a Volkswagen sedan and drove out of the residential area.

Song Guanchao could not use a bus, and he hadn’t brought his motorcycle with him.

No problem for him.

After leaving the residential area, he hailed a taxi.

Once in the taxi, Song Guanchao took out his City Committee work ID and showed it to the driver, "Police."

Then he pointed at the sedan ahead, "Follow that car."

The driver, energized, imdiately sped up to follow.

After about fifteen minutes, the sedan drove into the parking lot of a high-end club, and the man got out and walked in.

Song Guanchao paid the fare and then hid nearby.

Around 9:30 pm, the man ca out.

Song Guanchao perked up, seeing the man leave with a woman in her forties, they got into a BMW SUV.

He rapidly took several pictures with his phone but did not continue following.

"Is this pretty boy a gigolo?"

Song Guanchao smacked his lips and looked up at the club again.

"Yunhai Club."

He made a ntal note of the na.

Returning to Li Lake Mansion, Song Guanchao stood downstairs and sent Wu Qiangwei a ssage, "Secretary, are you asleep?"

Wu Qiangwei replied almost instantly, "Speak."

Jeez, a real tough nut.

"Found so information, if you’re not asleep, I’d like to report in person. I’m downstairs right now."

There was silence for two seconds on the other end, "Co up."

Encouraged by her response, Song Guanchao quickly raced through the passage and took the stairs directly.

Arriving at the door, Song Guanchao knocked gently, and it was quickly opened.

Wu Qiangwei had taken a shower and changed into a short ho outfit.

Her light blue silk pajamas were slick to the touch, the fabric thin and light.

The first button at the neckline was undone, slightly revealing a glimpse of ivory skin.

Her arms, visible below the short sleeves, were pale and delicate, and her legs under the shorts were smooth.

Her long hair was tied back at the nape, with a few wisps of stray hair resting on her swan-like neck, portraying an ethereal beauty as if untouched by earthly concerns.

However, she was too cold.

A smile would definitely make her more beautiful.

"Sit," Wu Qiangwei offered him a bottle of soda water from the fridge, "Speak."

Song Guanchao spoke, "He lives in Building 11 on the eighth floor. I waited downstairs for half an hour and followed him into Yunhai Club."

"At 9:30, he left the club with a woman in her forties in a BMW X5, license plate number xxx."

Song Guanchao kept his words brief and handed over the photos.

In the photos, the two were holding hands, appearing very intimate.

The woman looked around forty, well-kept, with a pleasing appearance and figure.

Wu Qiangwei nodded, "I see."

She wasn’t foolish.

Although Song Guanchao’s investigative findings were limited, it was enough to confirm that the man was a gigolo, the professional kind.

And that woman was his sugar mummy.

As for why he approached her... it was obvious.

After reporting, Song Guanchao did not leave but asked, "Secretary Wu, who is behind Director Qin?"

"What do you an by who?" Wu Qiangwei’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, a hint of anger in her tone, "Song Guanchao, you’re just a driver. Know your place and don’t ask about things that are none of your business!"