Official Career Storm

Chapter 1654

Director Ma left the office anxiously and only took out his phone when he reached the backyard of the city bureau.

Just as he was about to call Song Guanchao, he looked around guiltily, feeling as if Director Hou was also watching him.

After a moment of hesitation, he put the phone away, left the city bureau, crossed a street, and then made the call.

"Director Song..."

Although he was the Deputy Director of Pinghai, Song Guanchao promised to transfer him to Jiangzhou.

This promise seemed flimsy without any guarantee, but Director Ma believed him.

In truth, he had no better option even if he didn’t believe it.

He relayed Director Hou’s instructions.

After hearing this, Song Guanchao realized that their covert business attraction efforts had been exposed.

This was something that couldn’t be kept hidden, and he wasn’t surprised at all.

He just didn’t expect it to happen so quickly, unnaturally quickly in fact.

It seemed like someone had secretly tipped them off.

He didn’t bother thinking about who was behind this nasty deed and said, "I’ll go to the city bureau with you at noon tomorrow."

Since it couldn’t be avoided, it was better to address it openly.

It wasn’t like he was uprooting Pinghai; at most, it involved about a hundred companies, which had minimal impact on Pinghai.

It wasn’t a big deal.

After hanging up, Song Guanchao got in touch with Wu Qiangwei and let her know that Director Hou had already caught wind of it.

"Come see me tonight," Wu Qiangwei said.

In the past couple of days, he had been busy with Fu Ying, while Wu Qiangwei was occupied with handling the corruption case. Although they stayed in the same hotel, they hadn’t seen each other for several dozen hours.

Putting away the phone, Fu Ying beside him asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Director Hou discovered it," he said casually.

Fu Ying panicked, opening her mouth but not knowing what to say.

Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Don’t worry, it’s just a few companies."

His calm and stable demeanor eased Fu Ying’s anxiety as well.

...

After dinner, Fu Ying wanted to go to a nearby hotel with him to unwind after his busy day, but he said he needed to go back to see Wu Qiangwei.

Back at the hotel, Fu Ying returned to her room, and Song Guanchao also went back to his room first.

At around eight in the evening, Wu Qiangwei finally returned.

"How’s the case going?" Song Guanchao asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It’s still under trial, and we’ve also contacted the fleeing officials, with the police trying to persuade them to come back and turn themselves in."

The case wasn’t complex; the main issue was the sheer number of people involved, making the trials time-consuming.

Furthermore, since the case involved the inspection team, Mr. Huang had already reported to the higher-ups, and it might be handed over to central departments for processing.

They were just temporarily taking over, waiting for further notice from above.

Song Guanchao nodded and mentioned the morning’s issue: "The business attraction won’t stay hidden. I plan to go to the city bureau and talk to Director Hou tomorrow."

Wu Qiangwei said, "Tomorrow morning, go with me."

"Alright." Seeing her tired expression, although he initially wanted to be more intimate with her, he gave up the thought.

He came over, touched Wu Qiangwei’s head, and said, "Get some rest."

He took a few steps away when he heard Wu Qiangwei say, "Do you have something else?"

Song Guanchao turned back, puzzled, "Nothing, what’s up?"

"Nothing." Wu Qiangwei brushed her hair aside.

Song Guanchao found it odd, staring at her face for a few seconds, then roughly realized what was going on.

She seemed to take his lack of physical contact as unusual behavior.

He chuckled to himself; the one time he wanted to act like a gentleman, it seemed inappropriate.

He went over, sat beside her, and looked into her eyes without blinking.

Wu Qiangwei furrowed her brows under his gaze: "Aren’t you going back to sleep?"

"Not anymore." Song Guanchao hugged her and gave her a big kiss on the mouth, making her blush and her heart race: "What are you doing?"

"Kissing you."

Song Guanchao touched her soft waist and said, "I was worried that you were too tired, didn’t want to exhaust you, but seeing your aggrieved tone, if I left now, you’d probably suspect I’m not up to it."

Seeing her thoughts exposed, Wu Qiangwei blushed slightly and felt warmed by his words of concern.

"Who’s begrudging, I was just asking casually."

She pushed him: "Don’t move, I want to sleep."

"Hey, I gave you a chance, you pushed me away, and now you want to sleep, too late!"

Song Guanchao flexed his arms and picked her up, placing her on his lap. His broad hands rested on her round, firm bottom, pressing lightly through her tight pants, and he smirked, "I’ll give you a good wash later."

"No!" Wu Qiangwei clenched beneath him, her mouth saying no while warmth surged in her lower abdomen, recalling the forbidden night with him.

"You’ll want it soon enough."

Song Guanchao chuckled, sealing her stubborn lips with his, quickly removed her clothes.

Soon after, they were face-to-face, moving into the bathroom together.

"Don’t touch; I’ll wash myself... Ah~ no, not with your fingers, it’s dirty... ah!"

Wu Qiangwei’s voice grew breathless, and hearing it, one could imagine her state at the moment.

Soon, she was carried out by Song Guanchao, her delicate face flushed with a rosy glow, like a peeled boiled egg, elastic and dewy.

Song Guanchao laid her on the bed, turned her over.

Having tried it once before, Wu Qiangwei was still a bit shy about this kneeling position, but she could barely accept it.

Yet, out of embarrassment, she continued to say "no" persistently, keeping up an air of modesty.

Song Guanchao lifted her side, looking at her rosy glow, his eyes filled with lust, stepped forward, nudged his weapon against her blossom, gently rubbing.

When the spear was slippery enough, he lifted it, came from behind, and slowly descended.

"Ouch!" Song Guanchao sucked in his breath, while Wu Qiangwei’s body tightened, clutching the bedsheets into whirlpools.

Song Guanchao watched himself go in inch by inch until he was fully inside, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

His excited face flushed, then slowly withdrew, and re-entered.

After several repetitive moves, Wu Qiangwei gradually adapted, her body relaxing, as she felt an unusual pleasure starting to consume her sanity bit by bit, and instinctively started to moan.

...

The next morning.

After breakfast, he followed Wu Qiangwei to the city bureau. Director Ma saw him and nodded, about to lead him to see Director Hou.

"Wait a minute," Wu Qiangwei said.

Director Ma glanced at her, then at Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao said, "Mayor Wu wants to meet with Hall Director Qi first; we’ll head to Director Hou after that."

"Okay." Director Ma didn’t say anything further; he was just a messenger.

Around nine-thirty, Hall Director Qi arrived.

He was currently working from a deputy director’s office. Just as he brewed some tea and was about to sit down, Wu Qiangwei knocked and entered.

"Mayor Wu, what’s the matter?" Hall Director Qi glanced at her, sat down, and blew on his hot tea.

Wu Qiangwei sat down and said, "I’ve been pulling some companies from Pinghai City, and Director Hou has found out and wants to see me."

Hall Director Qi raised his head, showing a bit of a difficult expression.

He chuckled bitterly and said, "Mayor Wu, you’re really putting me on the spot."