Official Career Storm
Chapter 100

Chapter 100: Chapter 100

"Phew!"

Wu Qiangwei let out a forceful breath, looking at the lounge chair beside her and suddenly feeling a surge of anger.

She opened up the lounge chair, as if taking out her frustrations on Song Guanchao, and plonked herself down on it.

The result.

"Crack!"

The lounge chair broke.

"Ah!"

Wu Qiangwei cried out in pain, her entire body sinking into the lounge chair, her butt making intimate contact with the ground.

Song Guanchao, hearing the commotion, pushed the door open and saw her in her awkward predicament.

He was stunned for a moment.

What kind of pose is this?

He hurried over, intending to help her up.

"Don’t touch me," Wu Qiangwei swatted away his arm.

Song Guanchao didn’t say a word, his hands slipping under her armpits trying to pull her out of the distorted lounge chair.

But her butt was too big, completely stuck in the chair; after much effort, he finally extracted her and helped her to sit down.

Yet the moment her butt touched the seat, she winced in pain, clearly having fallen hard.

"Are you alright, Secretary?" Song Guanchao stared at her butt.

Wu Qiangwei didn’t respond, taking a while before saying, "I’m fine."

However, there was a touch of resentment in her tone.

Song Guanchao looked at the lounge chair, thinking that although it wasn’t expensive, the quality shouldn’t have been so poor.

And Wu Qiangwei wasn’t heavy either, so how did it collapse under her?

"Secretary, should I go buy you another one?"

"No need."

"Oh, then please rest up, Secretary, I’ll step out now."

Wu Qiangwei’s anger flared up again, calling after his retreating figure, "Send Xiao Wu over."

Song Guanchao paused, acknowledged with an "Oh," and left through the door.

Before long, Wu Ming arrived.

"Secretary Song, Secretary Wu was looking for me?" Wu Ming entered with a smug grin on his face.

"Yes." Song Guanchao didn’t look at him, worried he couldn’t control himself and might just punch him right there in the City Committee.

Wu Ming walked into the office, closed the door, and then asked, "Sis, you wanted to see me?"

"Use proper titles at work."

Wu Ming pursed his lips, "Did Secretary Wu call for me?"

Wu Qiangwei pointed at the deformed lounge chair on the floor, "Dispose of it, and buy another one."

"..." Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "All this for that?"

He picked up the lounge chair, looking utterly disinterested, and left the office.

Song Guanchao watched him carry out the chair, then suddenly called out to him, "Is Master Wu free this evening?"

Wu Ming stopped in his tracks, "Do you need something, Secretary Song?"

"Let’s have dinner together."

"No thanks, I’m pretty busy tonight," he deliberately lowered his voice: "I have plans with Secretary Wu tonight."

Song Guanchao’s forehead veins popped at that, and Wu Ming, seeing the situation, quickly walked away.

He didn’t dare to provoke him further, nor did he dare to go out to dinner with him.

Who knows if the guy would end up beating him up in the middle of the meal.

The real frustration for him was, even if he got beaten up, he couldn’t fight back—that was the most stifling part.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, Song Guanchao entered the office and handed over a document.

"Secretary, here’s the research schedule."

Wu Qiangwei took it and briefly skimmed through it; Song Guanchao had scheduled Huayuan District first.

"Uh-huh." She put down the report and, seeing him still standing there, asked, "Is there something else?"

"Secretary, Director Liang approached me last week."

"Which Director Liang?"

"The Deputy Director of the Police Department, Liang Jianfeng."

"What did he want?"

"A case to solve."

Song Guanchao briefly explained the situation to her.

Wu Qiangwei frowned, "Why are you only mentioning this now? Who gave you permission to decide on your own?"

Song Guanchao explained, "It was quite sudden, it was already after hours, and the next day was the weekend. I didn’t want to disturb the Secretary’s personal life, so I planned to report on Monday."

"Bang!"

Wu Qiangwei suddenly slammed the desk, glaring furiously at Song Guanchao.

Private life!

Again with the private life!

Did he really think she couldn’t tell what he was trying to imply with his strange tone?

"So fond of helping out, you don’t need to follow on this research trip."

Wu Qiangwei said coldly, grabbed her mobile phone, and dialed a number: "Xiao Wu, come here!"

She put down the phone, her pretty face cold as ice, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Song Guanchao was also stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling a bit annoyed.

Has this woman lost her mind?

Am I doing this for myself?

Am I not trying to win over Director Liang and find a way to take Director Qin’s place?

Am I not doing all this to make it easier for you to work?

Damn!

Song Guanchao took a deep breath and stood quietly to one side.

A few minutes later, Wu Ming walked in.

He quickly noticed that the atmosphere in the office was a bit off.

Had these two had a fight?

"Secretary Wu, you wanted to see me?" He came over and asked cautiously.

One of them was his older sister, and the other might well become his future brother-in-law.

He didn’t want to offend either one of them.

Wu Qiangwei threw a document over: "Get ready, you’re coming with me on a research trip in the next few days."

Wu Ming was taken aback.

Accompanying on a research trip?

Isn’t that the secretary’s job?

I’m just the driver, responsible for driving—that’s all I need to do, what does this have to do with me?

Suppressing the doubts in his mind, he acknowledged with an "Okay, Secretary."

Wu Qiangwei looked up at Song Guanchao: "Does Secretary Song have anything else to report?"

"No." Song Guanchao spat out the two words stiffly and turned to leave.

After the office door closed, Wu Ming said, "Sis, maybe you should tell him about my identity."

"What identity do you have?"

"I... I’m your brother!" Wu Ming said, "If this goes on, I’m afraid he might beat me up."

"You won’t fight back?"

"I can’t beat him!"

What a joke, this guy single-handedly took down an entire special forces unit.

Who the hell am I?

Wu Qiangwei snorted lightly: "Isn’t he a military elite? Doesn’t he know how to investigate? How come he can’t figure out our relationship?"

Wu Ming had a face full of distress: "Sis, just tell him..."

"Shut up, get out!"

Wu Ming had grievances he couldn’t voice, full of frustration.

When immortals clash, a mortal like me suffers—where do I go to reason this out?

Song Guanchao looked coldly at Wu Ming coming out, that glance almost scared the daylights out of Wu Ming.

At that moment, Liang Hao called.

"Brother Song, come out for a drink tonight."

"Okay."

He had just hung up when Secretary Sun called.

"Secretary Song, want to have a drink tonight?"

"Unfortunately, Secretary Sun, I’ve already made plans for tonight."

"No problem, we can find another time."

...

At six-thirty in the evening, Song Guanchao walked into a private restaurant.

Liang Hao and Liang Hui had already arrived; as soon as he entered, Liang Hao got up to greet him warmly, "Brother Song, thank you for today!"

Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Brother Liang, tell me about today’s standing committee meeting."

"Let’s talk while we eat."

The matter of the vice mayor’s candidacy was settled, and Liang Hao was in high spirits.

He remembered vividly the first time they met.

At that time, he wasn’t sure whether Song Guanchao was just bluffing or if there really was someone behind him.

In that situation, he chose to take a risk.

And that risk paid off with a vice mayor position!

Looking back now, he was especially glad that he had made the right choice.

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