Official Career Storm Chapter 421

Liang Jianfeng did not distrust him.

It was just that the person he had to investigate was ranked too high.

Moreover, he had no idea what Song Guanchao’s purpose was, and Guanchao did not say.

Just like that, directly asking who to investigate.

Not to ntion his current relationship with Liang Jiajia was only romantic.

Even if he were truly married to his own daughter, he wouldn’t possibly investigate without knowing anything.

After the phone call and confirmation, Liang Jianfeng said, "For matters like this, talking over the phone is enough. There’s no need to co in person."

Song Guanchao smiled awkwardly, "Aside from this, there’s sothing else."

"Speak."

"I would like to ask Uncle Liang to assign a few trustworthy people to secretly follow Hou Wen."

"What are you planning?"

Following a county-level city Mayor, acting City Secretary.

Without a legitimate reason, he would not do such a thing.

Song Guanchao did not hide anything and quickly explained the situation to him.

Liang Jianfeng, having experienced great turmoils, was only slightly surprised upon hearing this and not at all shocked.

For sothing of Hou Wen’s magnitude, within his wealth of experience, it truly counted for little.

"Right," Song Guanchao said, "Uncle Liang, when you assign people to follow, you must remind them that Director Qin might have also arranged for soone to monitor Hou Wen."

"Mhm." Liang Jianfeng nodded and said, "I’ll send you the information on the people around Hou Wen tomorrow. Additionally, I’ll look into whether Hou Wen and his relatives have emigrated."

"Thank you Uncle Liang."

Liang Jianfeng looked at him, "Treat Jiajia well."

"Mhm." Song Guanchao did not utter any pleasantries.

Liang Jianfeng was not an ordinary father; he was a veteran police officer and a seasoned detective, with a piercing eye for people.

Whether sothing was true or false, he could tell even with his eyes closed.

...

The next day.

Song Guanchao received information sent by Liang Jianfeng.

All the information about Hou Wen’s relatives within five degrees of kinship had been compiled.

Nas, ages, genders, as well as their educational background, employnt, immigration records, and any changes in nationality were extrely detailed.

Song Guanchao paid close attention to three individuals.

These three people had not changed their nationality, but the frequency of their travel in and out of the country was notably high.

Two of them were Hou Wen’s wife and son.

The third was the brother of Hou Wen’s wife.

While his wife and brother were currently abroad, the brother was still in the country.

Song Guanchao called Zhang Yue, "Mr. Zhang, are you at the bank?"

"Yes."

"I’m coming to see you."

"Alright."

Song Guanchao’s car was still impounded, and without a car, it was truly inconvenient, so he borrowed Liang Jiajia’s sedan.

At the bank.

CEO’s office.

Song Guanchao sent her the list, "Help check if these people have accounts with Lingjiang Bank."

Looking at so many nas, Zhang Yue was sowhat shocked.

There were too many of them.

Moreover, many shared the sa surna.

"When do you need it?"

"The sooner the better," Song Guanchao pointed at the nas of three individuals, "Start with these four first."

He included Hou Wen’s na as well.

"Have a seat for a while."

Zhang Yue took her phone and left.

Around twenty minutes later, she returned with a stack of docunts and placed them in front of him.

Upon seeing the docunts, Song Guanchao knew there were findings.

He first looked at Hou Wen; Hou Wen’s bank account was quite regular, with only his salary going out every month.

He then checked the accounts of Hou Wen’s wife and son, noting that the balances were a little higher, but still within normal ranges.

However, the account of Hou Wen’s brother-in-law was clearly abnormal.

The balance exceeded 3 million, with 2 million being in fixed deposits.

For the average person, this amount of money was considerable, but compared to Hou Wen’s status, it was pitifully little.

It seed his brother-in-law did not only hold an account at Lingjiang Bank.

"Print out the information of other people for so I can take a look. Let know if there’s anything over a million."

"Okay."

Song Guanchao took the docunts and left.

Once in the car, he faced a dilemma.

Just a brother-in-law’s bank account clearly wouldn’t confirm whether Hou Wen has transferred assets.

But he had no connections at other banks.

The investigation would be challenging.

"Almost forgot!" Song Guanchao suddenly rembered that Zeng Li had connections in this field.

When investigating New City Company before, Zeng Li had gone to the bank to obtain New City Company’s account transactions.

"Xiao Li, what are you doing?"

"Working, what else?"

Zeng Li’s tone clearly showed her annoyance, "Hmph, you must need sothing from , don’t you?"

"You knew that?"

"Hmph, you wouldn’t co to if it wasn’t important. Song Guanchao, you’re really too much!"

"Cough, it’s just that I’ve been really busy lately."

"I don’t care, you have to treat to a al!"

"I’ll treat, I’ll treat, tell , what do you want to eat?"

"That Japanese restaurant last ti, it has to be a private room!"

"Okay!"

"Then co over, I’m heading there now."

It was just past ten when Song Guanchao arrived at the Japanese restaurant, which had just opened for business.

Not long after entering the private room, Zeng Li arrived.

She put her bag aside and asked, "Alright, what do you need for?"

Song Guanchao sent her the list, "Help check which banks in the city these people have accounts with. I need their bank statents."

"That many?"

"It is quite a few..."

"When do you need it?"

"As soon as possible."

"Today?"

"That would be great!" What a powerful girl.

Zeng Li smiled, "I can give it to you today, but you need to hug and kiss ."

"..." He knew it; her demands were always the sa.

No wonder she insisted on a private room, she must have been sure she could manipulate him even before coming here.

"How about a different request?"

"No change!"

Zeng Li huffed, crawled over the tatami mats with her hands open like a baby sloth, hugged him, and raised her little face with her eyes closed, "Hurry up, take the initiative."

Her delicate little face was captivating.

Asking for a kiss so actively, which man could refuse?

Yet, Song Guanchao truly found it difficult to kiss her.

Seeing that he was not moving, Zeng Li opened her eyes, dissatisfied, "I’ll do it myself!"

She slightly raised herself, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

Song Guanchao made a token resistance, then let her continue.

After kissing for a while, she stuck out her tongue, but Song Guanchao’s mouth remained firmly closed.

Annoyed, she bit gently on his lips.

Pained, Song Guanchao opened his mouth, and her probing tongue slipped in.

The taste of a French kiss was indefinably delicious, and Song Guanchao couldn’t help but have a physical reaction.

Zeng Li noticed it, she adjusted herself, propped up on her knees, and snuggled closer to him.

She then lifted her skirt and sat on his lap, her hips grinding against the aroused Xiao Song.

After kissing and hugging for a while, Song Guanchao pushed her away.

Just as he was about to speak, Zeng Li looked at him with those silky eyes, "I’ve changed my mind."

"What?"

"Besides kissing and hugging, I want to rub."

"...That’s not okay."

"I promise just to rub, not go inside."

"???"

Song Guanchao was stunned; why on earth are you using all my lines?

In his distraction, Zeng Li yanked down his waistband, pulled out the excited Xiao Song from his underwear, and sat down again.

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