Official Career Storm
Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Chapter 38

When Tian Xue saw him leaving with a stack of documents in his arms, she couldn’t help but ask, "Where are you going?"

Song Guanchao raised the documents in his hand, "Delivering documents to the leadership."

Tian Xue suddenly reached out to snatch them, "I can deliver them."

She realized that Song Guanchao wanted to take her position as secretary, and she couldn’t just sit back and wait for disaster to strike. She had to fight back!

Song Guanchao dodged her hand, his face darkened, "Secretary Tian, know your place! The Secretary instructed me to do this, why are you meddling?"

Leaving these words behind, Song Guanchao turned and walked away.

Tian Xue stared at his retreating figure with frustration boiling inside her.

After delivering the documents, it was already noon.

Song Guanchao bought two cups of milk tea and headed straight for the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee. Standing outside the office, he sent Wu Yun a message, "Turn around."

Seeing the message, Wu Yun hastily turned around, only to see Song Guanchao standing at the door with a mischievous smile.

She walked over with a smile, and Song Guanchao handed her a milk tea.

"Hmm, milk tea again," Wu Yun pouted slightly, "I’ve been trying to lose weight recently."

Song Guanchao glanced at her neckline and said, "It’s just right this size; any thinner wouldn’t look good."

Wu Yun’s eyes widened as her cheeks flushed with a rosy glow, and she retorted coquettishly, "What are you saying!"

"Let’s go, it’s time for lunch."

Song Guanchao had flirted just enough to be charming but not to offend, perfectly gauging the situation.

At the dining table.

Song Guanchao was recounting the previous night’s events.

He was a great storyteller, using highs and lows in his tone, making the already intricate tale even more suspenseful.

When he reached a critical point, Song Guanchao intentionally paused, taking a sip of water to moisten his throat, while Wu Yun eagerly urged him to continue.

Wu Yun was fully immersed in his storytelling, her emotions rising and falling, and her ample chest undulated with every twist and turn of the narrative.

Halfway through the meal, and nearly done with his story, he concluded.

"Those two really had some nerve, framing someone like that!"

"Lucky you were quick-witted and found the evidence, otherwise you’d never be able to clear your name."

Wu Yun patted her lofty chest lightly and said, "Oh right, I have some good news!"

"What good news?"

"Guess," Wu Yun teased, playing the guessing game.

Song Guanchao thought for two seconds, then answered seriously, "Are you confessing your feelings to me?"

"Tch, tch, tch!"

"Why would I confess to you? You’re so full of yourself!" Wu Yun said with a flushed face, no longer playing coy, and quickly continued, "The City Disciplinary Inspection Committee is setting up new resident offices in seven city-level agencies: the City Party Office, the City Government Office, the City People’s Congress Office, the City Political Consultative Conference, the Municipal Organization Department, the City Propaganda Department, and the City Committee United Front Department."

"Ah?" Song Guanchao was stunned.

Suddenly, he thought about the documents Wu Qiangwei asked him to deliver that morning, which were exactly for those agencies.

Was this Wu Qiangwei’s doing?

But why would she do this?

To realize that the Disciplinary Committee was being stationed in these agencies was like putting a lock on them.

It was a Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads!

And she had managed to put a lock on all the major city agencies at once!

He knew Wu Qiangwei had come on a mission, but these actions seemed too radical.

By doing this, she might have offended all the city leaders in one fell swoop.

Song Guanchao frowned. He had gotten to know a bit about Wu Qiangwei over the past few days.

This woman didn’t seem to be someone who acted impulsively.

Wu Yun asked, "Well? Isn’t it good news?"

Song Guanchao shook his head, "How is this good news."

"Hmph! How is it not good news!" Wu Yun pouted.

Song Guanchao’s interest was piqued, and he asked, "Were you appointed to the City Committee?"

"Right," Wu Yun’s cheeks tinted slightly red.

Being appointed to the City Committee meant she would see Song Guanchao every day.

Clearly, this was the good news she was talking about.

Song Guanchao could tell at a glance what the young girl was thinking. He didn’t expose her thoughts, saying, "That is convenient, indeed. If I want to see you, I’ll just stop by."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Wu Yun was flustered by his bold words, "You, what do you want to see me for?"

Song Guanchao chuckled, "Of course, to see you. You’re so pretty, just looking at you brightens my mood a lot."

"You, you, hmph, all smooth talk, Song Guanchao, you must be a playboy!"

Wu Yun was too embarrassed to even look at him directly.

Song Guanchao protested his innocence, "I’m a legitimate single man, wishing to play around isn’t enough to make it happen."

"Oh, right."

It was as if Song Guanchao had suddenly remembered something, "After I read your fortune last time, I went back and did some more research. I’m sure I won’t get it wrong this time. Come on, give me your hand."

"No!"

Wu Yun put down her chopsticks and stood up, "I’m full!"

And then she took off with small, quick steps.

On the way back, Song Guanchao asked, "When will you start at the City Committee?"

"Tomorrow, I guess. After all, I still need to clear out an office before I go."

"Okay, let me know when you get there. I’ll take you to the cafeteria for lunch."

Back at the City Committee, Song Guanchao headed straight for his office.

"Knock, knock."

He knocked lightly and pushed the door open.

He caught sight of Wu Qiangwei taking off her coat, wearing only a pure white shirt.

The shirt clung tightly to her, showcasing her ample bust impressively. The full curves were proud and taut, straining the fabric.

Through the gaps between the buttons, he could even glimpse a gray seamless bra.

And from the two undone buttons at the top, a deep and tempting cleavage was visible.

Song Guanchao was momentarily transfixed.

Secretary Wu’s figure was truly beyond words!

But quickly, he felt the murderous look from Wu Qiangwei’s eyes and hastily averted his gaze, putting on a silly smile, "Secretary Wu, I have delivered the documents."

"Is there anything else?"

Wu Qiangwei unfolded a chair and sat down, grabbing a blanket.

That folding chair and blanket were bought by me!

A sense of accomplishment bubbled up in Song Guanchao, and he said quickly, "Secretary Wu, are you going for a run tonight?"

Wu Qiangwei’s eyes flickered, "Are you going to follow that man?"

It was easy to talk to a smart person.

Song Guanchao corrected, "It’s an investigation."

"7:30 PM."

"Great!"

Seeing him still standing there cluelessly, Wu Qiangwei asked, "Anything else?"

Song Guanchao pointed to her shoulder, "Secretary, how’s your stiff neck? Do you want me to rub it again for you?"

Wu Qiangwei’s cheeks flushed a bit, whether from embarrassment or irritation.

She pointed at the door, "Get out!"

"Alright, I’m leaving."

After Song Guanchao left, Wu Qiangwei frowned, "He’s getting bolder and bolder!"

To be honest, she didn’t dislike Song Guanchao.

She was just accustomed to being alone.

This man who was trying to invade her private life made her feel uncomfortable.

Besides, there was a considerable age difference between them.

The gap in their positions was even wider.

That day in the restaurant, seeing Song Guanchao get angry on her behalf, something in the hardest part of her heart quietly melted.

But then, thinking about the reality of their differences, her mood dimmed again.

So, she suppressed her thoughts, trying hard not to fantasize about something that was doomed from the start.

If it was not meant to bloom, then don’t plant the seed.

However, Song Guanchao kept intruding into her life, time and time again, causing her firm resolve to waver over and over.

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