Official Career Storm
Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Chapter 174

Wu Ming was truly terrified.

Song Guanchao had been ruthlessly brutal, simply inhumane.

The once handsome young man had been beaten into a pig-headed mess.

Look at this face, look at this ass... utterly tragic!

Uncle Hong said, "Don’t be so jumpy, he won’t do anything to you."

"Hong Shu, you can’t do this."

Wu Ming, with a face like he was about to cry, insisted on telling his older sister.

Uncle Hong had no choice but to accompany him.

They arrived safely and without incident at the City Committee parking lot. Just as Wu Ming stepped into the building, he ran into Song Guanchao head-on.

Song Guanchao cast an indifferent glance that made Wu Ming shiver.

Song Guanchao was wondering whether or not to greet him, but Wu Ming, with a stiff smile, said, "Secretary Song, just got back?"

"Uh-huh," Song Guanchao decided to maintain his usual detachment, simply asking, "Where are you staying now?"

Wu Ming startled.

Shit, he’s inquiring about where I live!

Is he planning to lay hands on me after work?

"I, I’m staying at a hotel."

"A hotel? Hmm, have you visited Secretary Wu’s house as a guest recently?"

"No!"

Wu Ming dared not provoke him as he had before.

Even if he had dinner at home with his sister every day, he wouldn’t dare say it.

God knows what this thug might do on impulse.

Song Guanchao hummed and asked, "Are you here to see the secretary?"

"I... yes, I have something to report to the secretary."

"Oh, let’s go together."

Wu Ming followed him into the elevator feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Song Guanchao found it strange that Wu Ming was very tense, all wound up; what was going on?

It seems he’s quite afraid of me?

Exiting the elevator and arriving at the office, Song Guanchao took a seat beside Zeng Li.

Zeng Li curiously glanced at Wu Ming, whose expression was an unnatural smile. He knocked on the door, entered the office, and then quickly shut the door behind him.

Song Guanchao even heard the sound of the door locking.

He raised an eyebrow slightly. What’s this kid up to, reporting something important?

...

"Sister..." Wu Ming had barely spoken when he saw his sister’s murderous look and quickly corrected himself, "Secretary, I have something to report to you."

"Speak."

"Look at this."

Wu Ming passed over his phone, which displayed the news of Feng Sheng being beaten.

Wu Qiangwei recognized it at a glance.

Feng Sheng had been beaten pitifully, no, it was too pitiful.

She had ordered Song Guanchao to handle it but hadn’t expected such a brutal approach.

He had been too harsh, especially with that wooden stick...

He definitely did it on purpose!

Wu Qiangwei suddenly felt like laughing.

This man is really petty.

Just because Feng Sheng tried to get close to her on purpose, he took note and seized an opportunity for revenge.

She handed back the phone: "What’s the matter?"

"Sister... Secretary, this is definitely Song Guanchao’s doing!"

"Uh-huh, I know."

"You know?"

"I ordered him to do it."

"What?"

"What ’what’?"

"Nothing... no, wait, there’s something!"

Wu Ming recalled his original purpose and said with a bitter face, "Sister, tell him about my identity. I’m afraid he might beat me up next."

"He won’t."

"What if..."

"There’s no ’what if.’ He won’t do it; I’ve told him he’s not allowed to lay a hand on you."

"But he doesn’t know my identity; he’s always suspected I have connections with the public security brigade. Every time I see him now, my heart trembles; the guy is too twisted."

Wu Ming somewhat regretted coming to Lingjiang.

His sister, the secretary, was a downright beast.

He’d met so many officials before, but none like her.

"If you’re scared, go back home."

"I..." Wu Ming was so choked up he couldn’t speak.

Going home would just prove he couldn’t hack it.

"Sis, can you guarantee he won’t lay a hand on me?"

"No."

"Alright then." Wu Ming knew how stubborn his sister was—if she made up her mind about something, she wouldn’t change it, and no amount of talking would make a difference.

He left the office deflated.

"Xiao Wu, you’re leaving just like that?" Zeng Li asked.

"Yeah." Wu Ming forced a smile.

Zeng Li thought he was acting strange and followed him, asking, "What did you say to Sister Weiwei?"

"Nothing."

"I heard you lock the door!"

Zeng Li threatened, "If you don’t tell me, I’ll get Song Guanchao to beat you up."

Now the mere name of Song Guanchao was enough to trigger him.

He shuddered at the sound of it.

He turned his head and whispered, "Follow me."

They went into the stairwell, and Wu Ming handed over his phone: "Take a look for yourself."

Zeng Li took it, glanced at it, and immediately let out a disgusted "Ew, what is this you’re showing me?"

Wu Ming briefly outlined what had happened. Zeng Li was a little surprised, but not shocked.

"Aren’t you scared?" Wu Ming looked at her strangely. Here was a young girl who’d just seen such inhumane cruelty, and it was at the hands of Song Guanchao. Yet she had no reaction to it?

"Why should I be scared?"

"It was Sister Weiwei who had him beaten up, wasn’t it?" Zeng Li said.

"Just teaching that duck a lesson for deliberately approaching Sister Weiwei. What’s the big deal about that?"

"You..."

His arguments made too much sense, and Wu Ming found himself unable to refute them.

Zeng Li’s smile was playful: "Are you scared?"

"Scared of what!" Wu Ming said defensively, a knee-jerk reaction: "I just think he was too rough."

"Hee hee," Zeng Li chuckled, "The man’s political enemies are sending people to get close to him, and you still consider the other side’s feelings?"

"I..." Wu Ming gave up. No matter how he tried to explain himself, it just wouldn’t come out right.

He stood firmly on Wu Qiangwei’s side; he didn’t think Song Guanchao had crossed the line.

In his eyes, it was perfectly normal to even permanently incapacitate someone who exhibited such clear hostility.

He was just afraid that Song Guanchao would be just as ruthless with him.

But he couldn’t say that; admitting it would mean admitting his fear.

Showing weakness in front of Uncle Hong was okay—he was an elder.

But in front of Zeng Li? Absolutely not!

He couldn’t afford to be the butt of her jokes.

His spirits dampened, he headed downstairs, resolved to never go out alone for a while.

He’d stick around the City Committee and only go out with Uncle Hong.

If Song Guanchao really did come after him, he wouldn’t care about saving face; he would have to make his position clear.

...

Xu Xin came again, wearing a new outfit.

It was a black business suit like before, but this one fit exceptionally well. The blazer was intentionally left open, the shirt unbuttoned enough to reveal her cleavage, which made it difficult not to stare.

A gold chain hung around her neck, the pendant nestled in the cleavage.

Seemingly oblivious, she placed the documents down, chatted for a bit, and then left.

Song Guanchao delivered the documents to Wu Qiangwei and suddenly felt the urge to use the restroom.

In the washroom, he heard a familiar voice from the adjacent corridor.

"Director Xu, now that you’re the Secretary of the Municipal Committee, there’s a lot you don’t know. We need to coordinate well to get our work done."

"Thank you, Secretary Sun."

"Director Xu, clear your evening schedule, I want to introduce you to some friends."

"Sorry, Secretary Sun, I have something on tonight."

"Heh, Director Xu, are you saying you won’t give face?"

"I really have something... Don’t touch me!"

Song Guanchao heard the commotion and walked over. In the corridor, Secretary Sun’s wandering hand was reaching toward Xu Xin’s chest. Xu Xin, clutching her chest and stepping back, was a mix of shame and rage.

"Director Xu, if you’re not cooperative, it’ll be very difficult to carry out the work at the City Committee..."

Right then, Song Guanchao entered the scene: "Director Xu, isn’t this a lack of respect for me?"

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