Official Career Storm Chapter 89

"Don’t hit , don’t hit ."

Wu Ming begged for rcy, "I’ll talk, isn’t that enough?"

Song Guanchao let go of him.

Wu Ming, clutching his stomach, said, "Secretary Wu cooked for , we ate together, talked, oh right, we even held hands."

Song Guanchao’s face turned pitch black, nostrils flaring, teeth clenched.

But Wu Ming just continued, "Oh yeah, I rember now, I even kissed Secretary Wu, tsk, her lips are so soft, so fragrant, and her waist is so supple..."

"Bang!"

Another punch, this one sent Wu Ming squatting to the ground.

However, Wu Ming wasn’t the least bit angry, instead, he looked up with a smug smile and said, "I also touched Secretary Wu’s butt, really perky, and those legs..."

Song Guanchao’s face was as still as water, not saying a word, grabbing his hair, ready to give him a colossal slap.

Suddenly.

Several beams of light shone over, and a few policen ran over quickly, shouting, "What are you doing?"

Song Guanchao let go of Wu Ming and narrowed his eyes.

He’d specifically chosen this place because it was deserted.

Where did these policen co from?

He hadn’t heard any sirens.

Song Guanchao glanced at Wu Ming on the ground and suddenly realized sothing.

It seed like the kid had set him up.

The policen surrounded the two, looked at Wu Ming squatting on the ground, then turned to Song Guanchao and ordered, "Put your hands behind your back!"

Then they asked Wu Ming, "Did he hit you?"

Wu Ming struggled to stand up from the ground and said, "No, we were just talking."

Song Guanchao was puzzled, what was this kid up to?

"Talking?"

The answer seed to surprise the policen.

They had just seen Song Guanchao make a move from a distance.

The policeman sternly said, "Don’t be afraid, we are here, he won’t dare do anything to you, and he won’t dare to take revenge!"

Wu Ming said, "Really, there’s nothing, we’re colleagues, how could there be a fight?"

With him saying that, the policen had nothing more to add but gave Song Guanchao a couple of looks before leaving.

With the police there, Song Guanchao also couldn’t linger any longer and turned to hail a taxi to leave.

He had barely left when the previous policen ca back over.

One who looked like a captain said, "You’re Wu Ming, right?"

"The police know ?"

"Heh, Secretary Wu’s driver, who doesn’t know you."

"That’s strange, I just started working today and it’s already spread?"

"The bureaucracy is just that big, even a tiny matter won’t take long to spread."

The policeman offered a cigarette, saying, "Brother Wu, that guy just hit you, I saw it all, just give the word, and we can arrest him imdiately, detaining him for a few days is no problem."

Wu Ming smoked thoughtfully for a few monts and said, "Detaining him for a few days is pointless, if we do it, we should go big. Leave your number, I’ll think of sothing big, then we can deal with him together."

"Sure!"

The policeman was overjoyed and left his number imdiately.

"Oh, by the way, what’s your distinguished surna, officer?"

"My na is Zhou Jun, captain of the Fengjiang Branch Public Security Squad."

"So you’re Captain Zhou, pleased to et you. I really owe you one today, I’ll be sure to call you once I’ve co up with a plan."

After Captain Zhou and his team left, an unassuming champagne-gold Volkswagen sedan pulled up and stopped nearby.

Uncle Hong got out of the car, smiling at Wu Ming, "The Wu family’s young master gets beaten at night, this could make so big headlines if it got out."

Seeing Uncle Hong, Wu Ming’s eyes widened, "Uncle Hong, you saw everything just now?"

"Mhm."

"Then why didn’t you help !"

"Help you with what?"

Uncle Hong smiled and said, "He wouldn’t really do anything to you, at most give you a lesson."

Wu Ming was furious to death, "That bastard hit so hard, those two punches almost made vomit."

"He held back." Uncle Hong said, "If he had really tried to kill you with one punch, you would already be in the ICU."

Wu Ming’s eyes widened, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Exaggerated?"

Uncle Hong shook his head, "When the Nanjiang Special Forces initially invited him, do you know what he said?"

"What did he say?"

"He said that joining the Special Forces is fine, but he would have to be the squad leader."

"This guy is so arrogant?"

"Arrogant?" Uncle Hong laughed, "That’s because he has the capital to be arrogant! Do you know how it all ended up?"

"The Special Forces didn’t take him?"

"They wanted him, but he didn’t go. The Special Forces said, if you want to be the squad leader that’s fine, but you have to make this group of commandos acknowledge you."

"This kid wasn’t scared, competing with these commandos in marksmanship, jungle warfare, hand-to-hand combat, driving specialized vehicles... in three days, he had the group of commandos from the Special Forces completely subdued. Too bad, just when he was about to join the Special Forces, Commander Zeng transferred him away."

Wu Ming listened and swallowed hard, suddenly feeling extrely fortunate that he had only been punched twice.

"Uncle Hong, how about we just deal with this guy straightforwardly? I’m afraid he’s going to hit again tomorrow."

Wu Ming was scared; this guy was way too brutal.

Although he didn’t mingle in political circles, coming from a family of high officials, he was well aware of how the political scene worked.

At the level of Secretary of the Municipal Committee, it was all surface pleasantries while jockeying for position behind the scenes.

If you really wanted to take action, it was about gathering solid evidence or setting a trap for a decisive blow!

That’s the cruelty of political struggle.

If you don’t strike, you maintain peace, but when you do strike, it must be bloody and without rcy.

Like Song Guanchao, to deal with things through direct violence, he had never seen this before.

This guy was a total anomaly.

He didn’t talk to you about the rules of officialdom, nor did he reason with you.

Uncle Hong said, "Talk to the girl about it, if she agrees, lay it out for him, if she disagrees, keep enduring it."

Wu Ming said with a mourning face, "Even if he beats to death, I still can’t say anything?"

Uncle Hong nodded, "If the girl doesn’t let you speak, you can’t say a word, even if it kills you."

"But I’m her real brother!"

Wu Ming was close to crying, the places where he was hit were still hurting.

"I’m going to find my sister!"

He didn’t care anymore, he had to talk to his sister about this.

Otherwise, judging by Song Guanchao’s behavior tonight, he really feared that this guy would beat him to death.

And he had also noticed that Song Guanchao had feelings for his sister.

Otherwise, why would a secretary get so emotional?

The things he had just said were also ant to provoke Song Guanchao.

Let’s see you hit !

I can’t fight you, but I can ss with your mind!

He got into the car and just as he started it, Uncle Hong said, "Take it easy, that kid might be right downstairs of the girl’s place now. If he sees you go there now, he might catch you and beat you up again."

"..." Wu Ming’s mouth twitched, "Surely it wouldn’t be that bad?"

"Hehe."

Uncle Hong chuckled and got into his car.

Suddenly, Wu Ming felt a little conflicted. Uncle Hong’s words really scared him a bit.

He still hadn’t recovered from those two punches.

Grinding his teeth, Wu Ming pressed the gas pedal down.

Tonight, he had to see his sister and tell her everything!

I can’t deal with you, but can’t my sister handle you?

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