Song Guanchao lay still on the bed like a stiff stone.
Wu Qiangwei, on the other hand, was like a furnace, and her usual calmness and composure were suppressed, with flas continuously emanating from every part of her body.
Her scorching, delicate body pressed against Song Guanchao, her lips enveloping Song Guanchao’s lower lip, her tongue licking without any pattern, driven entirely by primal desires.
Yet Song Guanchao could sense this was not just desire; it seed there was also an intense emotion.
However, he was uncertain whether what he was feeling was right or wrong.
Her hand gripped Xiao Song, moving up and down, the actions awkward, lacking any skill.
After an undetermined amount of ti kissing, she suddenly stopped.
Slowly leaving Song Guanchao’s lips, strands of saliva connected the two n’s lips.
She breathed heavily, looking at Song Guanchao’s face, which was at a close distance.
Looking at the face she knew all too well.
If Song Guanchao were to open his eyes at this mont, he would see unmistakable love in her eyes.
She sat up, tidied her hair, smoothed her disheveled pajamas, glanced at Xiao Song standing angrily, and a blush appeared on her now passion-free face.
Then she left the room.
Listening to the footsteps gradually trail off, the sound of the door closing, Song Guanchao finally opened his eyes.
He grimaced in pain, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
What the heck was all this?
Suddenly driven by lust, she ca over for a bit of enjoynt?
But couldn’t she have enjoyed herself a bit longer?
Being left halfway, it was unbearably uncomfortable.
Wu Qiangwei lay on her bed, also feeling uneasy.
She had already prepared herself and decided if Song Guanchao awakened and took the initiative... she would break the barrier and confront him openly.
She knew for sure Song Guanchao was not asleep.
The commotion was so big that even if he was asleep, he would have woken long ago.
Yet he kept pretending to sleep.
Now as her impulse subsided, Wu Qiangwei felt a bit relieved.
Thankfully he pretended to sleep.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t know how to face Song Guanchao.
Her impulse was naturally born out of emotion, yet she always thought it hadn’t reached that stage yet.
The real trigger for her decision was earlier tonight in the car when Song Guanchao secretly squeezed her feet.
At that mont, a strong impulse suddenly welled up within her, tempting her to act without regard for anything.
Feeling drowsy amidst unstable emotions, she fell asleep in a daze.
Waking up later.
They t in the living room.
Wu Qiangwei maintained her usual expression: "Morning."
"Morning."
Song Guanchao’s Qi Cultivation Technique was quite good, but even he felt a bit awkward now.
Conversely, Wu Qiangwei was much calr than he was; you couldn’t tell anything had happened last night.
Song Guanchao even doubted if last night had been just a dream.
This woman was too composed.
Song Guanchao finished washing up first, went nearby to buy buns and soy milk, and handed them to Wu Qiangwei when she got in the car, and they were still warm.
Arriving at the City Committee, Song Guanchao cleaned up, served tea, and poured water.
Only after everything was done did he co out.
Zeng Li was just about to talk to him when Song Guanchao pulled out his vibrating phone: "Hello, Director He."
"Secretary Song, there’s a bit of an issue."
"What’s the issue?"
"Can’t explain it in a few words, co to the eting room."
He arrived at the eting room, and the project team mbers were all there.
Song Guanchao scanned the group, unable to discern anything from their expressions.
"Everyone’s here, Director He, go ahead."
Director He cleared his throat: "The Golden Heaven and Earth demolition construction team has been reported."
"Reported? Reported for what?"
"Golden Heaven and Earth’s application docunts haven’t been issued yet, but they went ahead and demolished."
Song Guanchao’s face turned cold: "Didn’t I tell you that all procedures must be legal and compliant?"
"You did."
Song Guanchao continued: "Did you relay my words to President Lu of Golden Heaven and Earth?"
"I passed them on."
"Are you sure you passed them on?"
"Absolutely sure!"
"Okay, since you passed them on, then with incomplete docunts, it’s Golden Heaven and Earth’s problem. Since they violated rules to speed up the process, being reported is their own doing."
Song Guanchao said, "Don’t tell these things, let Golden Heaven and Earth handle it themselves. If they can’t manage well and delay the project tiline, Golden Heaven and Earth will be responsible."
Director He’s face showed distress: "Secretary Song, truly this isn’t Golden Heaven and Earth’s fault. Several departnts deliberately gave us trouble."
"What trouble? Do tell."
"Docunts needed prior to demolition, two companies applied for them, except one project approval docunt, all others have been issued."
Director He said: "This docunt was applied for last week, and the City Construction Bureau has already approved it. Otherwise, President Lu wouldn’t dare proceed with the demolition."
"But yesterday when the demolition started, the police suddenly ca over, claiming the docunts were incomplete, ordering a halt and sealing it, and demanded Golden Heaven and Earth pay a fine."
Song Guanchao frowned: "Send President Lu’s phone number."
Director He sent the number, and Song Guanchao dialed it.
"Hello, President Lu, this is Song Guanchao from the City Committee."
"Hello, Secretary Song." President Lu’s voice sounded agitated.
"Director He inford that the project approval docunt has been approved?"
"It has been."
"Is it in your possession?"
"No."
Song Guanchao nearly figured out the situation.
The City Construction Bureau verbally approved it, but probably didn’t actually approve it.
Deliberately deceitful.
This type of tactic is pretty low and easily offends people.
But if used to deal with soone, say, to deal with Song Guanchao, such a despicable thod often becos most effective.
"Who from the City Construction Bureau inford you of the approval? Is there a recording?"
"Director Tu, no recording, but he sent a photo of the docunt."
"A photo?"
Song Guanchao’s mind perked up.
"Yes, there’s a photo."
"Send Director Tu’s phone number."
Upon receiving the phone number, Song Guanchao called.
Upon hearing it was Song Guanchao, Director Tu didn’t dare to slack and politely said, "Secretary Song, what can I do for you?"
"Director Tu, I’d like your advice on sothing."
"Haha, I wouldn’t presu to advise, Secretary Song, just ask if you have a question."
"I’d like to know if the project approval docunt for Golden Heaven and Earth’s demolition construction has been approved?"
"The City Construction Bureau has approved it."
Approved?
Director Tu’s response was unexpected to Song Guanchao.
He truly hadn’t anticipated such a straightforward admission.
Director Tu asked, "Does Secretary Song have any matter concerning this?"
From his tone, he seed unaware of the Golden Heaven and Earth demolition issue.
Song Guanchao in a neutral tone briefly explained the situation to him.
Sure enough, after listening, Director Tu was quite surprised: "Reported? That seems impossible."
Song Guanchao queried, "Director Tu, where is this docunt now?"
Director Tu replied: "At the National Developnt and Reform Commission."
"The National Developnt and Reform Commission?" Song Guanchao puzzledly asked: "Why is it there?"
Director Tu suddenly fell silent; Song Guanchao guessed he realized sothing.
After a while, Director Tu said, "According to procedure, the docunt needs to be submitted to the National Developnt and Reform Commission for final approval."
Damn!
Song Guanchao cursed inwardly.
He knew where the problem resided.
The City Construction Bureau had approved it.
But, the National Developnt and Reform Commission hadn’t!
Damn it!
Damn Zheng Bihui!
This matter was definitely orchestrated by him, only he would do such a thing!
Amidst indignation, Song Guanchao couldn’t help but reconsider the question that had been bothering him—why was Zheng Bihui doing this?
From the beginning in Three Lanes, he had been interfering.
Moreover, his purpose was clear — delay.
Song Guanchao couldn’t comprehend why he was intent on delaying the high-speed rail project.
Previously perplexed, but hadn’t pondered the root cause.
Now, the opposition had even mobilized the National Developnt and Reform Commission for the delay.
This was definitely not just to frustrate him and Wu Qiangwei.
He definitively had ulterior motives!
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