Official Career Storm Chapter 663

The interview went smoothly and was over in half an hour.

Lin Wanqiu saw them off downstairs, and Zhang ilin asked, "Does Miss Lin have ti this evening?"

"I have a dinner to attend tonight."

Lin Wanqiu felt a bit regretful, "If you were not leaving tomorrow, I would have liked to invite you for a al."

Zhang ilin was also regretful; they had to return tomorrow.

Lin Wanqiu glanced at Song Guanchao and suddenly said, "If you have no other plans tonight, you can join for the dinner."

Zhang ilin was surprised, "Wouldn’t that trouble Miss Lin?"

"Not at all, it’s a charity dinner."

Lin Wanqiu said, "The attendees are socialites and so officials."

Zhang ilin felt tempted.

Such occasions are rare, and without an introduction, even if he were the City Secretary, he might not be able to attend.

Wu Qiangwei said, "You all go ahead; I have a dinner appointnt tonight, so I won’t join."

She could tell Zhang ilin wanted to go but was hesitant to agree directly, so she agreed for him, "If you’re free, just go."

Zhang ilin took the opportunity, "Then I’ll trouble Miss Lin."

As they exited the building, Lin Wanqiu said, "I’ll send you the address shortly, and you can head straight there tonight. See you at the dinner."

After Lin Wanqiu left, Wu Qiangwei also said, "I’m off first. The flight is at eleven tomorrow morning, so you can sleep in a bit."

The latter was said to Song Guanchao.

Just after Wu Qiangwei left, Lin Wanqiu sent over the address and ti for tonight’s charity dinner.

Zhang ilin said, "I checked; it only takes half an hour by taxi. It’s quite close."

"It’s still early now, let’s head back to the hotel, eat sothing, and then go."

Fu Ying was curious, "Aren’t we attending a dinner? Why eat beforehand?"

Zhang ilin said, "These dinners are more for networking. No one eats there. If you don’t eat a bit in advance, you’ll be dizzy with hunger."

The three of them chatted as they walked. As they were leaving the courtyard, soone called out to Song Guanchao from behind.

"Guanchao?"

Song Guanchao turned around and saw an old man in his sixties or seventies.

"Uncle Luo."

Song Guanchao was surprised to run into soone he knew here.

He told the two, "I’ll catch up with you later."

The two were quite curious that Song Guanchao knew soone in Yanjing.

But this acquaintance seed quite aged.

His attire was simple, and his cloth shoes even had patches.

They were not judgntal but instinctively assessed him.

After they walked away, Song Guanchao approached, "Uncle Luo, what are you doing here?"

Uncle Luo pointed to the courtyard, "Here for so Care Commission matters."

Song Guanchao puzzled, "Do you still have to co in person? Where is your escort?"

"Went to buy cigarettes for ."

Song Guanchao laughed, took out cigarettes, and handed one over, "Here, have mine."

They stood smoking by the roadside, just as they took a couple of puffs, security ca over saying, "No smoking here."

Just as Song Guanchao was about to speak, Uncle Luo quickly apologized, "Sorry, we’ll smoke over there."

They moved to the trash bin side.

Uncle Luo asked, "When did you co to Yanjing, without saying a word to ?"

"Just today."

"Here on business?"

"There’s an interview with the Ministry of Propaganda."

"Ministry of Propaganda? Tsk, have you made another achievent? But that can’t be right; what you do is confidential. How can there be an interview?"

Song Guanchao rolled his eyes, "What can’t be revealed? You talk as if we’re underground operatives; it’s called confidentiality! For soone in leadership, that’s your level?"

Getting a reprimand, Uncle Luo laughed heartily instead of getting upset, "So, what are you up to now?"

"Serving the people."

"Still in the military?"

"I’m in politics now."

"Wow, impressive."

Uncle Luo looked him over, "Retired now?"

"Yeah."

"Not long since you retired? How co you’re interviewed by the Ministry of Propaganda? What did you do?"

"You’ll find out in a couple of days."

"You’re being secretive."

Uncle Luo quickly finished a cigarette and not being polite, took another from his pocket and lit it.

"Old Yang was just talking about you with . You shouldn’t leave tonight; co have dinner at my place, let’s have a drink."

"Not tonight."

"Why? Are you leaving? No leaving allowed! Have a drink with the old man!"

Uncle Luo said, "Haven’t had a drink in half a year. You must co tonight."

"..." Song Guanchao felt speechless, "So inviting is just an excuse to drink?"

Uncle Luo looked a bit sheepish, "Not exactly, it’s also been a while since we last t. It’s settled then, co over tonight."

"Really can’t tonight."

Song Guanchao shook his head, "I have plans this evening."

"Then tomorrow."

"Tomorrow at noon, I’m flying."

"Hey..." Uncle Luo blew his beard in anger.

Song Guanchao said, "Later then, after the dinner, I’ll co find you."

He added, "Considering the place you live, not just anyone can enter. By the ti I get there, it’ll be eight or nine, hope you haven’t gone to bed."

Despite Uncle Luo’s unpretentious dress, having a bodyguard even after retirent signifies he’s not an ordinary person.

This gentleman was a real Admiral before he retired!

Moreover, after retirent, the security of his residence is on par with Zhongnanhai.

At that mont, a burly man at least 1.9 ters tall, gripping a pack of cigarettes, approached.

"Sir, your cigarettes." The man handed over the pack.

Uncle Luo took the cigarettes, patted the man, pointed at Song Guanchao, and said, "Xiao Feng, you pick him up tonight."

"Yes, Sir."

"Guanchao, give him your number."

They exchanged numbers, and Uncle Luo said, "I’ll go back and prepare the drinks. You behave tonight, then co and drink with ."

"Understood." Song Guanchao sighed.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Luo, Song Guanchao caught up with the others.

Zhang ilin said, "You have acquaintances in Yanjing?"

Song Guanchao replied, "t during my military service."

Zhang ilin thought, that old man’s age is not akin to being a comrade, how did you know each other?

By the ti they returned to the hotel, it was almost five o’clock.

The dinner starts at seven tonight.

There’s still ample ti.

He had just entered his room when there was a knock at the door.

Upon opening it, Fu Ying slipped inside.

Song Guanchao was astonished; he had clearly seen her get out of the elevator, how did she end up here?

He wasn’t dumb, knowing why Fu Ying had co.

But ti was tight.

Nevertheless, a night in spring is worth a thousand gold coins!

No wasting it!

"Shower?"

"Mm."

Fu Ying nodded bashfully, just as she answered, Song Guanchao’s hands road, swiftly removing her clothes, grabbing her waistband and pulling it down.

In a few swift moves, he stripped her bare.

Then undressed himself entirely, he picked her up and headed to the bathroom.

With the hot water running, their bodies were already entangled.

Separated often, sotis not eting for a month, Fu Ying now burned like a fla.

They shared a passionate kiss until they were breathless.

"Huff, huff~"

Releasing her, Fu Ying collapsed to her knees on the cold tiles, looking up at him with eyes full of intent, swallowing him deeply.

The sight almost made Song Guanchao surrender imdiately.

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