Official Career Storm
Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Chapter 103

When Chu Xiao’e received the message, her face turned pitch-black.

Her first reaction was that Song Guanchao was playing her!

But upon second thought, Song Guanchao had no reason to do such a thing.

Moreover, he had specially arranged for Mr. Liang to receive her.

In terms of rank, Mr. Liang was much higher than Song Guanchao.

She couldn’t help but be curious, what urgent matter did Song Guanchao need to deal with?

So urgent?

...

In the taxi, Song Guanchao realized that the same car was still following him.

"Public Security Squad?"

He smiled lightly and didn’t care too much about it.

Upon reaching the place, he entered the bar and met Lu Feng.

Then Lu Feng took him out through another door.

"Squad leader, someone is tracking you?"

"Mm, from the Public Security Squad." Song Guan Ci sent him the license plate number: "Help me track this car later, see who’s inside."

"Okay."

Lu Feng was decisive; he immediately arranged for a few of his underlings to watch the car.

After they left, they got into an inconspicuous private car.

On the way, Lu Feng said, "Brother Dao does business that’s literally life on the line, dabbling in all sorts of illicit activities like prostitution, gambling, and drugs."

"He’s got guts."

Song Guanchao laughed and lit a cigarette.

There were many involved in prostitution and gambling, but very few dared to deal with contraband.

This Brother Dao must have some powerful backing.

A few minutes later, the car stopped not far from a bar street at a clubhouse named Golden City.

"Squad leader, you wait here. I’ll go call Brother Dao over."

Lu Feng got out of the car and walked into the clubhouse.

Song Guanchao watched the club through the car window; Brother Dao’s business was quite large, and although this club was not on the same level as Yunhai Club, it wasn’t too shabby either.

"A mere street fighter thinking he’s some big shot? You think you can see Brother Dao whenever you want?"

Lu Feng was kicked out, and a man in a suit with a leather collar stood on the steps of the clubhouse, looking down and cursing from on high.

Several security guards stood on both sides of the man, coldly watching Lu Feng, with one hand on their batons, ready to strike at the first sign of trouble.

Lu Feng didn’t get angry, straightened the clothes that had been messed up by the scuffle, and said, "Mr. Zhang, I came to find Brother Dao politely, and this is your attitude?"

Mr. Zhang sneered, "Who do you think you are, that you can see Brother Dao whenever you wish?"

Lu Feng was about to speak when Song Guanchao came over, "Brother Dao doesn’t want to see me?"

Lu Feng hummed, "He’s putting on quite the airs."

Song Guanchao nodded and looked at the arrogant Mr. Zhang, smiling, "Mr. Zhang, please tell Brother Dao I’m looking for him; it’s about something important."

Mr. Zhang sized him up, quickly noting Song Guanchao’s cheap suit.

His wheat-colored skin clearly showed he spent a lot of time outdoors.

He waved his hand impatiently, "Get lost."

"Damn!"

Lu Feng immediately flew into a rage, took a few steps forward, and before the guards could react, Mr. Zhang had his collar grabbed by Lu Feng, who followed up with a resounding slap.

Being part of the street scene, Lu Feng knew who he could provoke and who he couldn’t.

He wouldn’t normally stir trouble with someone like Brother Dao who had made a name for himself.

Even if he was looked down upon by Mr. Zhang, he wouldn’t get angry.

But he couldn’t stand by when the squad leader was insulted.

After several slaps, Mr. Zhang’s head was spinning.

The security guards finally reacted, pulling out batons ready to fight.

Song Guanchao stepped in, and with Lu Feng’s help, it took just a few breaths to get people lying on the ground.

Mr. Zhang got up from the ground, holding his face, "Madman, you dare to cause trouble in Brother Dao’s territory, fine, you just wait!"

Lu Feng was about to charge again but was stopped by Song Guanchao.

He walked to the side and dialed Liang Jianfeng’s number.

After finishing the call, he walked toward the interior of the clubhouse, with Lu Feng following.

The two sat down on the sofas in the lobby with an imposing air.

The other security guards had already been summoned and surrounded the pair.

But seeing how calm the two men were, the group of security guards didn’t know whether to take action or not.

Lu Feng whispered, "Squad leader, are we just going to wait like this?"

"Mhm, just wait," Song Guanchao said with composure and assurance.

On the third floor of the club, inside a private room.

Brother Dao was drinking and singing with Captain Zhou from the Public Security Bureau.

Zhou Jun had his arms around a fresh-faced college girl, one hand sneaking in through her neckline, making the girl’s pretty face flush red.

At that moment, a man walked in and whispered a few words into Brother Dao’s ear.

Brother Dao’s expression changed slightly, and he said to Zhou Jun, "Brother Zhou, you enjoy yourself. I need to go handle something."

Zhou Jun glanced up and asked, "Trouble?"

Brother Dao laughed, "It’s nothing big, keep enjoying yourself."

"Alright."

Zhou Jun didn’t ask any further.

If Brother Dao needed him to step in, he would say so.

Since he didn’t, it meant he could handle it.

After stepping out of the room, the man recounted the events in detail.

"Somebody overseeing the venue is causing trouble on my turf?"

Brother Dao found it absurd. Was the guy’s head screwed on right?

He lit a cigarette and said, "Give him a beating and throw him out."

"Yes, sir." The man turned and left.

Brother Dao went into the washroom to relieve himself.

He was no longer the brawler he once was.

Back in the day, with just one knife, he cut through Lingjiang, carving out a path for himself.

With sheer ruthlessness, he gathered a crew and bit off a chunk of territory from some northerners, paving his way to fortune.

Now he owned his entertainment empire, making seven figures a month.

He had multiple properties in Lingjiang, several luxury cars, and a different woman every day.

Aware that his business was unsavory, he spent money every month to smooth things over.

Having someone cause a disturbance like tonight hadn’t happened in many years.

He suspected this "Madman" was trying to make a name for himself.

Too bad, he thought, he didn’t lack competent people by his side.

Downstairs.

The man came over and, with an air of nonchalance, said, "Take them out."

The security guards received the order and moved to act.

Just then, a plain-clothed man walked in.

When the man saw him, he was startled and quickly put on a smile to greet him, "Captain Hu, what brings you here?"

Captain Hu glanced at him, then at the security guards forming a human wall, "What’s happening?"

Someone replied hastily, "Ah, we had some troublemakers, we’re just about to escort these two out."

Captain Hu walked over and the crowd parted automatically.

When he saw Song Guanchao sitting on the sofa, Captain Hu greeted him, "Mr. Song."

Song Guanchao stood up, "Are you Captain Hu?"

"That’s me."

Song Guanchao said, "Could I trouble you, Captain Hu, to let Brother Dao know that I’d like to meet him?"

"No problem," Captain Hu nodded and looked at the man.

The man was already stunned.

Who was this person?

Even Captain Hu from the criminal police was so polite?

The man felt a sense of unease growing inside him.

Captain Hu said, "Contact Li Shuangquan and tell him to come over."

Song Guanchao smiled, "Let’s find a quieter place."

"Yes, of course, this way please, Captain Hu," the man hurriedly led them into another private room.

Mr. Zhang, who had been beaten earlier, stood aside holding his face, dazed.

New n𝙤vel chapters are published on fre(e)webnov(l).com

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.