Official Career Storm Chapter 51

Watching Wu Yun’s shy figure leaving, Song Guanchao was in a great mood.

Teasing the girl wasn’t bad either.

Sun Mingliang approached and said, "Mr. Song, that loan matter you ntioned, I’m afraid it can’t be done."

Song Guanchao pulled out Zhang Yue’s number and sent it to him, "Call this number, rember, keep it low-key, and don’t tell anyone."

Looking at the number he sent, Sun Mingliang was curious, whose number was this?

"Right," Song Guanchao asked, "Who is your company’s legal counsel?"

"Yingda Law Firm."

"Give their contact details."

After getting the contact details, Song Guanchao called directly: "Hello, is this Lawyer Fu? I am..."

After making contact, Song Guanchao asked him to co over imdiately.

Half an hour later, they t in the conference room, and Sun Mingliang was also present.

Song Guanchao began, "Is there a way to change the frozen accounts from the Tax Bureau to being frozen by the Police Departnt?"

The only authorities qualified to freeze company accounts were judicial bodies, and both the Tax Bureau and the Police Departnt fell within this scope.

He had no connections at the Tax Bureau, but he did have influential connections at the Police Departnt.

Moreover, Fu Cheng’s recent case had just concluded. Even if Director Qin of the Police was under the big tiger’s influence, he wouldn’t dare oppose Wu Qiangwei at this ti.

Therefore, Song Guanchao ca up with this plan.

Transfer the authority over Chengda Company to the Police.

Then use his connections at the Police to unfreeze Chengda’s accounts.

Lawyer Fu had never heard such a request. After pondering for a mont, he said, "It’s possible, but what’s the purpose of doing this?"

"Don’t worry about the purpose," Song Guanchao looked at Sun Mingliang, "Chairman Sun, please have Lawyer Fu arrange this, and rember, the sooner, the better!"

"Alright!"

Sun Mingliang had already made a call. The individual was the head of the Zhujiang District Branch of Lingjiang Bank. A credit loan of one hundred million was promised in one go, and he had already sent soone to handle it.

In just half a day, Mr. Song from the City Committee had secured a hundred million.

Sun Mingliang no longer doubted his abilities.

Though he did not understand all of Song Guanchao’s maneuvers, it did not obstruct his trust in him.

After Lawyer Fu left, Sun Mingliang asked, "Mr. Song, transferring the account to be frozen by the Police doesn’t really seem useful, does it?"

Song Guanchao smiled, "I have connections at the Police Departnt."

At that mont, Sun Mingliang suddenly realized and understood.

Leaving the company, Song Guanchao called Liang Hao and arranged to et at a tea house.

When receiving the call, Liang Hao was quite excited.

He had been wanting to et Song Guanchao for so ti, but Song was too busy, and he couldn’t find an opportunity.

Suddenly receiving a call, he knew Song must need sothing.

But he didn’t mind.

He wasn’t afraid of Song Guanchao troubling him; his fear was that he wouldn’t be troubled.

...

In the tea house.

"This is Da Hong Pao I got from a friend. They only harvest two or three kilos a year, and it took a lot of effort to get it. Liang Hui, pour so for Brother Song."

Liang Hui was wearing a pink cheongsam today, embroidered with flying birds and plum blossoms on the silk fabric, her compelling curves delineating her like a ripe peach.

"Brother Song, have so tea," she said, handing over the tea cup with her eyelined eyes brimming with emotive allure.

Song Guanchao took a light sip, the tea rich and lingering in his mouth, "Great tea!"

The two of them chatted about this and that, and Liang Hao didn’t ask what he wanted.

After two rounds of tea, Song Guanchao said, "Mr. Liang..."

"What’s with the formalities? Call ’brother’; it’s not as if you’d lose out!"

"Alright, Brother Liang."

Liang Hao was his first significant contact in Lingjiang. Although their interactions had had their dangers, Song Guanchao’s overall impression of him was quite favorable.

The most important thing was that he was very smart, with a nimble mind.

Both siblings’ evidence was in Song Guanchao’s hands, but neither had brought up the matter.

Clearly, they had tethered themselves to Song Guanchao in solidarity.

"Brother Liang, I have a favor to ask of you today."

"Go ahead."

"Do you have any contacts in the Huayuan District Economic Investigation Team of the Public Security Bureau?"

"My people," Liang Hao sipped his tea and said indifferently.

He then smiled slightly, with a hint of pride, "I can’t say for other places, but in Huayuan District, even if the mayor cos, he wouldn’t be as useful as ."

Song Guanchao was surprised; he had sowhat underestimated him.

He really had a firm grip on every aspect of Huayuan District.

"Then I can rest easy." Song Guanchao imdiately explained the situation to him.

He wanted to transfer the frozen accounts of Chengda Company to the police for freezing.

The local police station didn’t have the authority; only the Economic Investigation Team could do it.

He didn’t have connections in other districts and only knew Liang Hao in Huayuan District.

After hearing his words, Liang Hao frowned, "Chengda Company..."

"I’ve heard about that case."

"Oh?"

"Everyone outside thinks it’s Secretary Wu’s doing, but I could tell at first glance that it’s a disagreent between the business regulation and tax authorities."

Song Guanchao wasn’t surprised; Liang Hao was very perceptive and would not be easily misled by appearances.

Liang Hao shook out two cigarettes, offered him one, and lit one himself.

"Brother Song, Secretary Wu’s visit to Lingjiang this ti might be intended to rectify the atmosphere in Lingjiang, right?"

His topic shifted abruptly.

Song Guanchao nodded; it wasn’t a hidden secret.

Anyone with a little sense could see that.

"Brother Liang, do you know who is behind the leaders of the business regulation and tax authorities?" he seized the opportunity to inquire.

Liang Hao shook his head, "I only know that in our city, the ones in charge are neither the secretary nor the mayor. As for who it really is, I have no idea."

Song Guanchao kept his gaze fixed on his face, noting any changes in expression.

He wasn’t lying.

He truly didn’t know.

That was truly astonishing.

Liang Hao had been the district committee secretary for many years, had turned Huayuan District into an iron block, with his word as law.

Yet such a deeply rooted man in Lingjiang didn’t know how many big tigers were in the locale, nor who they were.

Those big tigers were extraordinarily low-profile.

After leaving the teahouse, he received a call from Lawyer Fu.

They had already filed a complaint against the tax bureau because they had direct contact with Yu Lifang, as Song Guanchao had advised.

Yu Lifang didn’t know what Song Guanchao was planning, but she thought transferring the case to the police was also a good move.

At least Song Guanchao wouldn’t pressure her to unfreeze the funds anymore.

Therefore, she made an exception, clearing the way, and by the next noon, the case of Chengda Company was transferred to the Huayuan District Economic Investigation Team.

Song Guanchao had Lawyer Fu follow the procedures, cooperate actively with the police investigation, and provide relevant docunts and evidence to prove the legality and innocence of the company.

A week flew by.

On this day, it was the payroll day for Chengda Company.

Zhang Kai, He Yong, and Tian Xue, upon arriving at the company, were all grinning, waiting to see Song Guanchao’s embarrassnt.

However, when they entered the company, they heard employees chatting.

"I don’t know who was spreading rumors, saying we wouldn’t get our salary. Look, we did."

"Exactly, with such a big company, how could they fail to pay us."

The three looked at each other, bewildered.

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