Official Career Storm-Chapter 1430

Song Guanchao’s silence made Wen Ru’s pretty face turn red in an instant.

She regretted it a little, wondering why she had said something like that out of nowhere.

Just as she was about to explain, Song Guanchao said, "I’ll treat you to dinner tonight."

Wen Ru’s parted red lips, ready to spit out words from her throat, turned into a single "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ru gently patted her burning face, her thoughts a tangled mess, unable to straighten them out.

...

The chain of gold store thefts had already reached the province.

The nature of this case was undeniably severe.

Even more severe than the case itself was the deliberate concealment by the key leaders of Jiangzhou City.

As the provincial capital of Nanjiang Province, the City Committee and the Provincial Committee were only a kilometer or two apart.

For such a major case, Zhou Zheng, as the head, knew about it but didn’t report it.

When Lu Zhizhong heard about it, he immediately knew that Song Guanchao was behind it.

He called to inquire, wanting to know what his intentions were and whether he needed to play the bad cop.

"No need to prod anymore," Song Guanchao sighed. "He has already arranged for a reporter to interview, and is probably reporting to Secretary Gao at the Provincial Committee right now."

"That’s unfortunate then," Lu Zhizhong said. "If you need me next time, let me know earlier."

"Okay."

This time he indeed forgot, mainly because he didn’t expect Zhou Zheng to act so quickly.

On the other side, Zhou Zheng had indeed arrived at the Provincial Committee and was admitting his mistake to Secretary Gao.

He didn’t hide anything and didn’t claim credit for himself, candidly admitting that it was Song Guanchao who solved the case.

As for why he sheltered Luo Yaowen, he explained.

He wasn’t sheltering but was deceived by Luo Yaowen.

He thought the mastermind was only Chen Peng and that Luo Yaowen just failed to report what he knew.

And since Chen Peng was already dead, pursuing it further or expanding the investigation seemed pointless, so he thought about suppressing it and punishing Luo Yaowen later.

But he didn’t expect Luo Yaowen to lie through his teeth.

He even praised Song Guanchao in front of Secretary Gao, saying that thanks to him, the real culprit was brought to justice.

Secretary Gao knew he was deliberately saying this to make amends.

"People make mistakes, and as leaders, there are always areas of oversight, which is why the ability to recognize and use talent is important."

"Secretary Gao, you’re right. I’ve realized the problem here, and I won’t make such a mistake in the future."

Zhou Zheng’s attitude was excellent, leaving no room for criticism.

Leaving the office, Zhou Zheng exhaled softly.

Luckily, he reacted quickly, arranging for a reporter and then coming over to admit his mistake.

This matter, it seemed, was over.

But thinking about how Song Guanchao dug such a big hole for him, he was filled with rage.

Secretary Gao, leaning back in his chair, smiled lightly.

In his view, Song Guanchao did a good job with this incident.

In Jiangzhou City, only Wu Qiangwei was his person.

In his opinion, this matter was also the work of Wu Qiangwei.

Having ambition is a good thing.

It’s just that the execution was a bit rash and imperfect.

If preparations had been made in advance, it could have also been an opportunity to knock Zhou Zheng down a peg.

But after this incident, at least Zhou Zheng wouldn’t dare interfere with the City Government’s work anymore.

Also, regardless of how it was explained, this case was a dereliction of duty by Zhou Zheng.

Even if he came to admit his mistake, dereliction of duty is still dereliction of duty.

...

Evening.

Restaurant.

Song Guanchao had ordered the dishes, and Wen Ru had just arrived.

Song Guanchao picked up a bottle of decanted red wine and poured her a glass.

Wen Ru looked at the red wine, then at him.

Song Guanchao seemed oblivious to her gaze, saying, "Red wine is good for your complexion, drink more."

Wen Ru found it funny, knowing that red wine doesn’t improve the complexion, probably he wanted to get her drunk to do other things.

She didn’t expose him, gently swirling her glass of red wine.

As the dishes were served, Song Guanchao kept serving her food, inquiring about some details from the afternoon’s press interview.

When the bottle of red wine was nearly empty, Song Guanchao asked, "Another bottle?"

Wen Ru hesitated for a moment, shook her head, and said, "No more."

"Then have some tea."

Song Guanchao didn’t insist on getting her drunk; the purpose of drinking was mainly to set the mood.

To make her mentally prepared for what he was going to do next.

Even without alcohol, it wasn’t a big deal.

After dining to their content, they both walked outside, and Song Guanchao asked, "Did you drive here?"

"Took a cab."

"What a coincidence, I took a cab too."

Outside the hotel, Song Guanchao hailed a taxi and immediately gave Wen Ru’s address upon getting in.

Upon arrival, Song Guanchao followed her out of the cab.

Wen Ru knowingly asked, "Aren’t you going back home?"

"I’ll go up for a cup of tea." Song Guanchao shamelessly suggested without a hint of embarrassment.

Wen Ru secretly rolled her eyes.

As she entered the house and changed her shoes, she barely stood up when a warm breeze came over her.

Then, Song Guanchao had already hugged her, looking down at her with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Wen Ru was mesmerized.

Before she could react, Song Guanchao had already tilted his head and captured her lips.

Wen Ru thought he would at least chat a bit or have a cup of tea first...

Who would have thought he’d be so direct.

Before she could think further, Song Guanchao had already intruded with his tongue, stirring her emotions, leaving her no room for other thoughts.

Those large hands with warm temperatures roamed over her body, skillfully undoing buttons one by one.

The clothes on her body visibly decreased, falling to the ground.

When her body was lifted by him again, only a pair of panties and a bra remained.

Her eyes flickered open and closed, seeing Song Guanchao carrying her into the bathroom.

The warm stream of water cascading down instantly sobered her somewhat drunken mind.

Song Guanchao put her down, undoing her bra, leaned down and took her gently, his tongue gradually exploring her body.

"Ah~"

She went limp as water, barely able to stand by holding onto Song Guanchao’s shoulders.

Watching his body slowly lower, Wen Ru’s pretty face burned.

When he cupped her round buttocks, buried his head between her legs, and probed with his tongue, Wen Ru completely gave up resisting, plopping down onto the toilet lid.

Song Guanchao, following the momentum, spread open her beautiful legs, tasting the delicacy like a beast.

...

The next day, while Song Guanchao was at work, he received a call from Tang Zhengqiang.

His eyes moved slightly as he picked up the phone.

"Mr. Tang."

"Fan Jie has already signed the wager contract."

"What do you need me to do?"

"Inform the bank to withhold his loan application."

"Got it!"

He knew Tang Zhengqiang was proficient at deception, but Fan Jie was also a savvy individual.

He thought it would take Tang Zhengqiang at least a few months to succeed.

But how long had it been?

It was already done!

Was this Fan Jie an idiot?

Did he not carefully investigate before signing the wager contract?

Or was he overly confident, thinking that with Zhang Jie backing him, nothing could go wrong?

Song Guanchao already started anticipating the look of collapse Fan Jie would have when he lost the wager and had nothing left.