Official Career Storm Chapter 511

Guan Chao smiled and said, "Can’t do that."

Director Fu was startled, thinking he had misheard.

He was smiling, yet what he was saying was a refusal?

Director Fu felt his face couldn’t maintain composure and deliberately straightened his face, "We’re all grown n here, what’s this amount of alcohol? Are you not giving face?"

Guan Chao’s smile was unwavering; he didn’t reply, simply picked up a cigarette, lit it, and blew a puff of smoke in his face, asking, "Face? What kind of face does Director Fu have? Tell about it."

The noise at the dinner table quieted down a bit.

Secretary Sun and others looked over, and Chen Guanyun’s side also looked this way.

With his words, Guan Chao truly left no face for Director Fu, making him unable to step down from his position at the mont.

Director Fu felt a surge of resentnt inside, yet did not dare to explode outright.

He turned his head to look at Chen Guanyun.

Putting down his cigarette, Chen Guanyun chuckled and said, "Director Fu, what are you doing? With all this alcohol, are you trying to get Xiao Song drunk? Stop fooling around!"

Director Fu forced a smile, "I thought Xiao Song could hold his liquor, I..."

Guan Chao leaned back and said, "Director Fu, what did you call ?"

Director Fu’s smile froze once more, as he had now realized Guan Chao was not friendly toward him.

"Xiao... Secretary Song."

"Heh, so Director Fu does know how to address people correctly. I thought your brain might’ve been damaged by all that drinking, forgetting proper titles," Guan Chao retorted.

Guan Chao pushed his wine glass forward, "Since you like drinking so much, have this one too."

Director Fu was close to losing his composure. Previously, Guan Chao had been rely dismissive, but now, he was trampling Director Fu’s dignity.

He, the esteed Director of the Business Bureau, was being ordered around on how to drink by a re secretary.

And in the presence of so many people.

If he drank this alcohol and it got out, where would his face go?

Secretaries Sun and Li Jun remained silent, feeling sowhat envious inside.

They truly envied Guan Chao.

A secretary, yet always acting with such authority in front of a group of bureau and committee leaders.

The key point was that no one dared to retort.

They envied this sense of power greatly.

Chen Guanyun and the others looked slightly displeased.

"What’s the matter, Director Fu doesn’t like to drink?"

Guan Chao lit a cigarette and gently exhaled, "Or is it that I, a lowly secretary, cannot command a director?"

Director Fu was caught in a difficult situation, and Chen Guanyun spoke up, "Director Fu, Secretary Song invited you to drink. Didn’t you hear?"

Once Chen Guanyun spoke, Director Fu stopped talking any further, grabbed the wine glass, and gulped it down in one breath.

Then he took a second glass and downed that too.

Together the two glasses were more than half a bottle. Given Director Fu’s capacity for alcohol, his stomach was suddenly feeling the burn, and he couldn’t stop the acid reflux.

Just as he was about to leave, Guan Chao suddenly grabbed a bottle of white wine from the table and poured another glass, "Co on, Director Fu, continue drinking."

Director Fu paused in his tracks and glared back at him, no longer able to hold back, "Secretary Song, what do you an by this?"

Chen Guanyun, too, was getting angry, "Secretary Song, Director Fu’s capacity for alcohol has its limits."

But Guan Chao didn’t even glance at him and said, "Secretary Sun, take Mr. Chen to the private room next door to sober up."

Chen Guanyun was stunned. What did that an?

Secretary Sun was quite annoyed inside; Guan Chao was showing off, using him as a lackey.

Despite his irritation, it wasn’t good to say anything in front of outsiders.

He stood up and, also pretending to put on airs, said indifferently, "Mr. Chen, co with ."

Chen Guanyun was confused. What was going on here?

These two secretaries, how dare they speak to , the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Committee, with such a tone?

He wanted to scold them, but their attitude left him sowhat baffled.

He always felt like he had gotten himself into so kind of trouble.

Other people were also more or less aware of so issues.

Song Guanchao saw so people reaching for their phones and tapped on the table with his fingers, saying, "Everyone, take out your phones and put them on the table where I can see them."

Then he turned to Li Jun and said, "Secretary Li, keep an eye on them."

"Understood," Secretary Li nodded slightly and swept over the crowd, "Everyone, please cooperate and don’t make it difficult for ."

The attitudes of the secretaries of the top three leaders in Lingjiang City now bewildered the leaders of Dujiang City.

They felt confused and panicked at the sa ti.

They were curious but didn’t dare to ask, fearing that the answer might be sothing they were afraid of.

They cooperated by taking out their phones and placing them on the table.

The atmosphere in the private room was sowhat oppressive at this mont.

"Hmm?" Song Guanchao noticed Chen Guanyun still sitting in his seat. He frowned and said, "Mr. Chen, is it that you won’t respond to my call? Or should I have soone else relay the ssage to you?"

Chen Guanyun wanted to retort and assert his position as a deputy, but the words faltered on the tip of his tongue, and he backed down.

He tried to appear calm, put down his phone, stood up, straightened his clothes, and said with an indifferent tone, "You all go ahead and eat. I’ll step out for a mont with Secretary Sun."

He held his head high with a firm stride, maintaining the last shred of dignity as he and Secretary Sun left the private room.

"Clang!" Song Guanchao tapped his wine glass and said, "Director Fu, what are you daydreaming about? Drink up."

Director Fu snapped back to reality.

The series of events in the past few monts had left him in a daze.

What in the world was going on?

Looking at the baijiu in front of him, he dared not say anything more and began to sip carefully.

By the ti he finished the last drop, his stomach churned, and he suddenly knelt on the ground and vomited.

Song Guanchao waved his hand in disgust and moved to another spot.

He picked up his chopsticks and, seeing everyone motionless, said, "What are you all waiting for? Eat the dishes, don’t waste them."

Their smiles were strained, and they hardly felt like eating.

They kept glancing towards the door, wanting to know what was so crucial that Mr. Chen had been called away for.

About twenty minutes later, Chen Guanyun and Secretary Sun returned.

Everyone imdiately looked over.

From Chen Guanyun’s face, they could see confusion, a sense of being lost.

So wanted to ask, but it wasn’t the right mont, and so they held back.

Song Guanchao didn’t even look at him and continued to eat voraciously.

After eating his fill, he wiped his mouth and stood up, saying, "Secretary Sun, let’s go."

mbers of the inspection team all got up.

As Song reached the door, he paused as if he rembered sothing and turned to call Mr. Chen, "Mr. Chen, co here please."

Chen Guanyun was still not over what Secretary Sun had told him. Hearing Song Guanchao’s summons, he hastened over without a second thought.

Halfway there, he realized, he was the City Secretary!

Summoned so easily by Song Guanchao, a re secretary, it was quite a blow to his dignity.

But on second thought, this was not the ti to be concerned about dignity.

He slowed his pace and approached.

Song Guanchao spoke with a serious expression, "I don’t know if Secretary Sun ntioned this, but I must remind you again. If, before the higher-ups take action, Lu Xiaotian goes missing, flees, or anything of that sort, rember, the Ministry of Public Security won’t be looking for anyone else, they will be looking for you!"

After saying this, he swept his gaze across the others in the private room, finally settling on Chen, and said in a low voice, "Keep a close eye on your people. Whoever lets slip any information, you’ll be the one responsible! If you want to keep being the Deputy Secretary, make sure not to make any mistakes on the principles. Got it?"

Chen Guanyun felt a tightness in his chest and, forgetting his pride, nodded continuously to assure, "Yes, I’ve got it."

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