Official Career Storm Chapter 479

Song Guanchao wasn’t too knowledgeable about watch brands; he had only heard of the world-renowned nas like Rolex and Patek Philippe.

This watch’s brand was three letters: IWC.

He had never seen it before.

Upon opening the packaging box, he found a leather-strapped watch with a deep blue dial.

The dial was exquisite and simplistic; the silver hands sparkled dazzlingly under the light, with small diamonds embedded at the positions representing the ti.

Even Song Guanchao, who wasn’t particularly fond of watches, was amazed by this one.

"This brand, it’s expensive, right?"

Liu Lan Zhi took out the watch and gently placed it on his wrist, saying, "Now that you are Secretary Wu’s secretary, you need to suitably accessorize your public image. A suit represents your image; it can’t be too inferior, so I’ve asked soone to take your asurents for a tailored one. It will be ready in a couple of days for you to collect. As for watches, they are for telling ti; your ti must be precise to the second."

"So, a watch that keeps accurate ti is definitely needed."

"Right now, you can’t wear a watch that’s too flashy, as it would be too eye-catching. But it also can’t be too poor; if it’s low-grade, it’s not your reputation but Secretary Wu’s that gets tarnished."

"The watch is by IWC, a low-key brand. This particular watch isn’t expensive, you can afford it with your salary, so don’t worry about anyone reporting you."

Song Guanchao had to admit that he was persuaded by Liu Lan Zhi.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, Song Guanchao said, "Thank you."

Who knew Liu Lan Zhi would suddenly put on a stern face, "What did you say to ?"

Song Guanchao realized he had misspoken, "This is the first ti I’ve received such a valuable gift, I got too excited."

"Hmph," Liu Lan Zhi’s expression softened, "Go and sit down, the al will be ready soon."

...

Yao Jinsheng was brought back to Dujiang City by colleagues from the provincial office.

These past few days felt like a dream.

He was supposedly going to get his green card, but ended up getting kidnapped.

No matter how much he questioned, that man, silent as a mute, didn’t respond.

He didn’t understand why the man had kidnapped him, but during those few bound days, he had thought a lot and reached a conclusion.

It was Hou Wen who had kidnapped him!

The whole green card affair was a ruse!

But he still couldn’t fathom why Hou Wen would kidnap him?

What was in it for him?

He indeed had substantial criminal evidence against Hou Wen, but if it was truly about taking action, shouldn’t they have just killed him outright?

Only when he was transferred to the colleagues from the provincial office by Liang Jianfeng did he find out that the man who kidnapped him was a drug trafficker.

He was stunned when he learned the news.

This silent and seemingly honest young man turned out to be a drug trafficker.

He instantly abandoned his previous speculation.

It wasn’t Hou Wen who had kidnapped him.

He was targeted by a drug trafficker.

"Here we are."

"Get out of the car."

The car stopped outside a residential area.

"Thank you, thank you."

Yao Jinsheng repeatedly expressed his gratitude, disembarking the car as the sunset was falling.

Looking at the twilight’s lingering light, Yao Jinsheng almost burst into tears.

Knowing the kidnapper was a drug trafficker made him feel like he had narrowly escaped death, as if he had been reborn.

This residential area was usually only inhabited by himself, and occasionally, when he wanted female company, he would bring them here.

Now he didn’t want to go ho; he’d been held up for so long that his manhood was about to burst.

After a shower, he made a phone call, "Biaozi, send a girl over."

"Director Yao, things are a bit tense right now, you should refrain from ssing around."

"Tensed up?" Yao Jinsheng asked, "What happened? Sothing went down in Dujiang City?"

He was the Public Security Bureau Chief; how tense could it get that it would affect him?

Biaozi replied, "Does Director Yao not know?"

"What should I know?" As he spoke, he rembered that he had been missing for a while.

It seed that sothing must have happened during the ti he was gone.

He coughed lightly, "I was out of town on a business trip for so ti; what have I missed in the city?"

Biaozi said, "County Magistrate Hou had been arrested."

"Huh?"

Director Yao Jinsheng leapt up from the sofa, "Arrested? By whom? Where was he taken?"

Biaozi shared the news he had seen online, and after listening, Yao Jinsheng slumped back onto the sofa, staring blankly for a long ti.

Biaozi shouted into the phone for a while, but when there was no response, he hung up.

Yao Jinsheng didn’t know how long he sat there before his thoughts returned to him and he imdiately went online to check.

"It’s true... he’s been arrested..."

Yao Jinsheng shivered, a sense of worry within him.

He wouldn’t rat out, would he?

He probably wouldn’t. If he were to rat out, the Provincial Departnt wouldn’t let him go.

Besides, Hou Wen isn’t holding just my fate in his hands; he surely can’t report everyone he’s associated with, can he?

If he dared to do that, soone would go to the USA the next day and take care of his wife and kids.

Yao Jinsheng gradually eased his mind and decided to keep a low profile for a while.

...

The next morning,

Song Guanchao arrived at the City Committee office and had just made tea when Wu Qiangwei walked in.

"Secretary, you wanted to see ?"

Wu Qiangwei reached into her bag, about to pull out the watch she had purchased the night before when she suddenly noticed a brand-new watch on his wrist.

She clearly rembered that Song Guanchao never wore a watch.

That’s why, when thinking of a gift for Song Guanchao, the first thing that popped into her head was a watch.

But now, there was an extra watch on his wrist.

She recognized the brand, and it was a dual-dial with a calendar, not cheap, certainly not less than eighty thousand yuan in the store.

This definitely wasn’t bought by Song Guanchao himself.

He was never one to care much for material possessions.

Besides, whether he had eighty thousand yuan to spare was also questionable.

Who gave it to him?

A woman?

"Secretary?" Song Guanchao noticed her absent gaze and called out softly.

Wu Qiangwei tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and reached back into her bag, taking out a square box on the table.

"Open it and see."

"Oh."

There was a logo on the box that Song Guanchao didn’t recognize, so he didn’t know what was inside.

When he opened it and saw the watch inside, Song Guanchao paused for two seconds.

"Try it on."

"Oh..."

Song Guanchao took it off and tried it on his right wrist, but a question lingered in his mind.

Could this watch possibly be a gift for ?

"Does it fit?"

"It fits quite nicely..."

"Then wear it."

Wu Qiangwei casually picked up a docunt and started reading.

"Secretary..."

"Is there anything else?"

"Is this watch expensive?"

"I bought this with my personal inco as a gift for you. If soone reports it, let Secretary Wang co directly to ."

"Oh..." Song Guanchao, looking at the watches on each wrist, recalled her spaced-out expression and hair-tucking gesture, knew she must have noticed the other watch on his wrist.

This situation was indeed a bit awkward.

As he left the office intending to check the price of the watch, Zeng Li suddenly grabbed his sleeve, "Brother Song."

"What’s up?"

"Here, this is for you."

Zeng Li pulled out a square box from her bag.

Seeing the Rolex logo on the box, Song Guanchao fell into deep thought.

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