Official Career Storm Chapter 81

Early the next morning.

Song Guanchao arrived at the bottom of the residential building, jogged behind Wu Qiangwei, and watched as the young handso man arrived as scheduled; his heart remained undisturbed.

After the jog, Wu Qiangwei changed her clothes and went downstairs to get into the car.

Song Guanchao handed her so stead buns and soy milk and then drove toward the City Committee.

Wu Qiangwei ate the buns in small bites and asked softly, "Did you see Secretary Sun last night?"

"I saw him," Song originally planned to discuss it with Wu Qiangwei, but after so thought, he decided not to tell her yet.

Instead, he intended to go directly to the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee to report the matter.

He was worried that if he told Wu Qiangwei, she might think he was making a big deal out of nothing.

Seeing that Song Guanchao did not continue, Wu Qiangwei did not ask further, assuming that last night’s engagent was nothing worth ntioning.

When the car reached the parking area, Song Guanchao suddenly said, "Secretary, if you’re not too busy today, I would like to ask for a leave."

Wu Qiangwei paused while unbuckling her seatbelt, then resud normally and asked routinely, "Sothing important?"

"Yes, eting a friend."

"A girlfriend?"

"Ah!" Song Guanchao felt embarrassed, "A male friend."

"Oh, go ahead."

Song Guanchao asked curiously, "If it were a female friend, would you not grant leave?"

Wu Qiangwei opened the car door and said only one word, "Scram."

"Hehe, off I go."

After watching Wu Qiangwei leave, Song Guanchao called Lu Feng.

As soon as the call connected, Lu Feng said, "Team leader, I’m still investigating the club..."

"I’m not rushing you, I have sothing else for you."

"What is it?"

"Do you have ti today?"

"Even if I don’t, I’ll make ti. Just tell , what do you need?"

"Drive for ."

"Sure, no problem!"

Song Guanchao exited the car and hailed a taxi to go to the Bar Street.

On the way, he dialed another number.

"Hey, Brother Peng, what’s up?"

"Holy shit, Old Song, did you just rise from the dead? You’re calling ?"

On the other end of the phone, the man reacted with surprise and excitent.

His na was Lin Peng, Song Guanchao’s college classmate and close buddy, a wealthy second-generation.

After Song Guanchao enlisted, they lost contact.

Though years had passed without contact, their relationship never faded.

After chatting briefly, Song Guanchao got to the point, "Do you have any friends at the Provincial Disciplinary Committee?"

This guy’s father ran a company, not a small scale one.

Owning a company in the province, they inevitably had to deal with the big heads within the system.

Especially when the business reached a certain scale, all sides had to be considered.

Without so strategies, one couldn’t expand their business.

He was going to the province today to et leaders from the Provincial Disciplinary Committee. Although he was virtually the first secretary of Lingjiang, this status was of no use at the provincial level.

Besides, his visit was secret and couldn’t be too public; he needed soone to introduce him.

The secretary of the Provincial Disciplinary Committee was a provincial minister-level leader; ordinary people couldn’t even et a town mayor, let alone such high-level leaders.

Without an introduction, Song Guanchao guessed he wouldn’t even know which gate to use to enter the Provincial Disciplinary Committee.

"Shhh, Old Song, don’t joke with . That’s the Disciplinary Committee, the Provincial one. Why the hell would I get involved with them?"

"What about your dad?"

"My dad... Big brother, it’s the Disciplinary Committee. Do you think my dad dares to bribe them? That’s like throwing oneself into the net!"

Song Guanchao felt a headache; he had overlooked this detail.

The core value of the Disciplinary Committee is integrity and fairness, regular businessn really dare not ss around with them.

"Isn’t there anyone you can connect with?"

"If you’re talking about acquaintances, I definitely have so, but the relationships are just so-so."

Lin Peng asked, "Old Song, what are you up to? Turning yourself in? Should I introduce you to soone from the Police Departnt?"

"Turn myself in, my ass!" Song Guanchao responded irritably, "I’m heading to the province today, I’ll call you later to set a ti for dinner, gotta go now."

He was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute, Old Song, I just thought of soone who might be able to speak on your behalf at the Disciplinary Committee."

"Who?"

"Fu Ying."

"Fu Ying... the na sounds familiar."

"Bloody hell, Old Song, you’re really sothing, it’s only been a few years and you’ve forgotten her na? The class beauty from our class, Fu Ying! The one who asked you out to a movie, and you stood her up!"

"Oh, her, now I rember!"

Song Guanchao was a bit confused, "She asked out to a movie? I don’t rember that."

He had no recollection of this whatsoever, but he did rember her.

Song Guanchao asked, "Does she work at the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee?"

Lin Peng complained, "Old Song, you really don’t keep up with old classmates at all, do you even check our class group chat?"

Song Guanchao said, "I’m usually too busy to even touch the ground, I don’t have ti to check the group."

Lin Peng said, "Fu Ying is now the deputy county chief of Dujiang County, she’s currently taking a course at the Party School in the province."

"Wow!" Song Guanchao was surprised, "She’s entered the system too?"

"What do you an ’too’? Don’t tell you’ve entered the system as well?"

"Yeah, I’m currently working as a secretary at the Lingjiang Municipal Committee."

"Damn, you’re not a soldier anymore?"

"I’ve retired."

"What were you thinking, being a secretary is nothing exciting, you might as well go into business with ."

"Let’s not talk about this, once I’m less busy I’ll call you out for a al and we can chat then."

After hanging up the phone, Song Guanchao found Fu Ying’s chat avatar.

The profile picture was her ID photo, Song Guanchao clicked on it.

Fu Ying, dressed in a suit, her long hair smoothly draped over her shoulders, smiling.

lon-seed face, big eyes, high-bridged nose, full of collagen.

The ability to make an ID photo look this good, only Wu Qiangwei and her could manage.

Song Guanchao was sowhat amazed.

In his mory, Fu Ying was a very pretty girl, but her family was poor, during university, she had just two or three outfits to rotate throughout the year.

Their interactions weren’t many; a few seniors had pursued her and even bullied her.

Back then, Song Guanchao was the class president, he had stood up for her a few tis and even applied for scholarships on her behalf.

Beyond that, they didn’t have much contact.

Thus, when Lin Peng ntioned she had asked him out to a movie, and he had stood her up, Song Guanchao felt utterly clueless.

Because in his mory, that incident didn’t exist at all.

"After graduation, she has grown increasingly charming."

Turning off the ID photo, Song Guanchao sent a ssage, "Old classmate, are you taking a course at the Party School?"

No reply, probably busy.

The car quickly arrived at Bar Street.

Lu Feng had already been waiting in his car, a Volkswagen SUV worth over 200,000 yuan.

Song Guanchao got into the car, and Lu Feng, excited, asked, "Class leader, where to?"

Despite managing Bar Street now, and being quite a figure on Lingjiang Road with a decent monthly inco,

what Lu Feng missed the most were his days in the army.

Though tough and tiring, he had a bunch of brothers by his side, those were his happiest days.

Today, having the class leader ask him to drive felt like a return to the days of army drills.

"We’re heading to the provincial city."

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