Official Career Storm
Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Chapter 234

Wu Qiangwei glared at him, "Much better."

Song Guanchao ignored her embarrassed and angry look, saying, "Shall I rub it again for you?"

Without waiting for her refusal, he continued, "The day after tomorrow, you will have to go to the county for research, you need to recover as quickly as possible."

Wu Qiangwei couldn’t bring herself to refuse.

Her fall had indeed improved a lot, but she still couldn’t engage in too vigorous exercises.

Because of the injury, she had not been running recently.

And Song Guanchao’s massage technique was indeed very impressive.

After pondering for a few seconds, she said, "How about noon?"

Song Guanchao was inwardly delighted, "Mm, then let’s do it at noon."

"City Secretary, I’m going out now."

"Go ahead."

...

In the city government office.

Li Jun was reporting last night’s incident to Mayor Zheng.

The kind of office gossip, Mayor Zheng was actually quite interested in.

The Secretary of the City Committee and the deputy secretary’s secretaries fought each other.

Such an incident was quite explosive in the official circles.

Li Jun asked, "Mayor Zheng, shall we let this news out?"

Mayor Zheng shook his head, "No need."

Releasing it wouldn’t benefit him.

Secretary Lu and Secretary Wu were not fools; not many people knew about this. If it spread at this stage, even fools would know it was at his instigation.

He just wanted to focus on the economy right now.

...

Secretary Sun locked himself in the restroom and smoked nearly half a pack of cigarettes. When he came out, he reeked of smoke.

He found Song Guanchao and said with a smile, "Brother Song, do you have time tonight?"

Song Guanchao was a bit surprised; this guy had a pretty good ability to psychologically adjust himself.

He thought it would take at least two or three days for Secretary Sun to talk to him.

It’s better to settle enmity than to hold a grudge, especially in official circles.

Unless you are sure you can control the other person, even if you suffer a loss, you have to pretend as if nothing happened.

But most people don’t have such magnanimity and can’t let go of their pride and dignity.

Therefore, Secretary Sun’s initiative to seek him out surprised him.

As he remembered, Secretary Sun was a straw bag.

Now, the straw bag suddenly stopped acting like one, and Song Guanchao felt he had to be cautious.

This guy was probably harboring mischief.

"I’m truly sorry, but I have plans tonight."

"No worries, no worries, then some other time." Secretary Sun said, "I really have to thank you for last night, Brother. I almost made a big mistake!"

"Heh, as long as Brother Sun doesn’t mind, it’s all good."

"How could I mind, you were helping me!"

Secretary Sun shook his hand sincerely, his eyes filled with gratitude.

Song Guanchao chatted with him for a bit, and Secretary Sun finally left.

Zeng Li said, "The injury on his face, was it you who did it?"

"Mm," Song Guanchao had become accustomed to her sharp observational skills.

Zeng Li said, "You hit him, and he came to thank you, he must have malicious intentions, planning to get back at you."

"I see that."

Speaking of this guy’s means of revenge, Song Guanchao could guess them even with his eyes closed.

It was nothing more than using Sister Lin to seduce him and taking the opportunity to shoot an indecent video.

But even if he could think of this, Secretary Sun must have also considered it.

He probably had some other tricks up his sleeve.

Song Guanchao was undeterred; he would face whatever comes his way.

His opponents in underhanded tactics had never really scared him.

At noon, Song Guanchao ordered lunch and deliberately sent Zeng Li away.

Wu Qiangwei ate with a somewhat distracted heart.

After lunch, Song Guanchao quickly tidied up and washed his hands clean.

Back in the office, Wu Qiangwei was already lying on the recliner.

Song Guanchao swallowed, walked over and crouched down, saying, "City Secretary, I’m starting."

"Mm." Wu Qiangwei tried to sound casual to hide her nervousness inside.

Song Guanchao, as if quite at ease, pulled down her trousers, and though it was not his first time, the sight of her white, plump buttocks still made his heart race uncontrollably, exciting him greatly.

The astonishing elasticity under his kneading hands made his thoughts soar, and he couldn’t calm his inner turmoil.

The faint reactions from Wu Qiangwei’s body sent his mind wandering further, conjuring various inappropriate scenarios.

In the office, the atmosphere subtly heated up, Qiangwei’s forcibly suppressed nasal sounds and Song Guanchao’s rough breathing intertwined into an exhilarating symphony.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Suddenly, knocking sounded from outside.

Both of their bodies stiffened at the same time, turning their heads towards the door.

"Did you lock the door?" Qiangwei asked nervously.

"I did." Song Guanchao’s throat was dry.

Who would come over at nap time?

"You, you better get up."

"Oh, oh."

Song Guanchao hurriedly stood up, and Qiangwei also rose from the reclining chair.

As she stood up, she was fully exposed in front of Song Guanchao.

The thin fabric barely provided coverage, and Song Guanchao had feasted his eyes on both what should and shouldn’t be seen.

"Turn around!"

"Oh, oh."

Song Guanchao turned his head, his heartbeat racing.

Qiangwei grabbed her trousers but caught sight of the tent he was sporting below.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The knocking persisted.

After Qiangwei had straightened her trousers, she pointed to the desk, "Hide well."

Song Guanchao had no choice but to squeeze his body under the desk.

Qiangwei regulated her breathing, waiting for the flush on her face to subside before going to open the door.

"Sister... ahem, Secretary, why did you lock the door?" The person was Wu Ming.

"What is it?"

Qiangwei didn’t invite him in, instead asking from the doorway.

"What else could it be, Mom..."

"Go outside."

"Huh?"

"Let’s talk outside!"

Qiangwei walked out; this was a private matter, and she didn’t want Song Guanchao to hear.

Moreover, she didn’t want Song Guanchao to know the relationship between her and Wu Ming.

The two left the office.

"Mom found out about your blind date last time and gave me a scolding."

Wu Ming was distressed at the mention, always the one who got hurt.

Qiangwei said, "Tell Mom not to arrange any more blind dates for me."

Wu Ming said, "Mom doesn’t listen to me."

"She doesn’t listen? Then tell her I’ll keep doing this."

"Sister..."

"Don’t disturb my nap if there’s nothing important."

Qiangwei turned and returned to the office.

Wu Ming wanted to follow, but the office door was already closed.

Qiangwei returned to the side of the reclining chair, began to undo the buttons, slipped the trousers halfway down, and was about to lie down when knocking suddenly sounded outside again.

"Secretary Wu."

Secretary Lu’s voice!

Qiangwei’s pupils shrank. Not having time to pull up her trousers, she quickly sat back down behind the desk, leaning forward, using the desk to cover herself.

As soon as she sat down, Secretary Lu pushed open the door.

Seeing Qiangwei with the documents, Secretary Lu said with a smile, "Secretary Wu, I haven’t disturbed you, have I?"

Qiangwei put down the document, replying calmly, "Not at all, Secretary Lu, please have a seat."

Secretary Lu didn’t notice anything amiss, sat down, and took out a cigarette, "You don’t mind, do you?"

Qiangwei smiled and shook her head, though she was extremely nervous inside.

She wore nothing underneath!

And, Song Guanchao was hiding under the desk.

In other words, she was fully exposed to Song Guanchao at such a close distance.

And very close indeed.

Her calves were pressing against Song Guanchao’s curled knees.

Song Guanchao, large and with nowhere to retreat due to the limited space under the desk, was stuck.

Qiangwei tried to adjust, squeezing her thighs together.

But due to the lack of space, as she pressed her thighs together, her calves were forced to spread because of the obstruction from his knees.

From Song Guanchao’s perspective, her tightly closed thighs left no space between.

The plump, tender white flesh of her legs was a wild visual stimulus.

Especially the thin fabric between them, clinging to her skin due to moisture, captivated all of his attention, making it impossible to pull away.

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