Official Career Storm
Chapter 430

Chapter 430: Chapter 430

"Hmm?" Song Guanchao did not understand the meaning of her words.

Wu Qiangwei said, "Didn’t you say that all accounts associated with him showed no trace of asset transfer?"

"Yes," Song Guanchao said. "I suspect he is worried that his accounts are being monitored, and if there is any sign of asset transfer, someone will immediately catch him. So, he dares not make a move."

Wu Qiangwei said, "It doesn’t make sense for him not to transfer assets or flee."

"But if we change our perspective, it would make sense."

"For instance, he might have already started transferring assets, but in a way that you haven’t discovered."

Song Guanchao said, "Does the Secretary mean that he bribed two directors of the Finance Bureau for the sake of transferring his assets?"

"Yes, that’s what I think."

"But..." Song Guanchao frowned, "how can the Finance Bureau help him transfer assets?"

He was very experienced with interpersonal relationships and had his own set of principles.

He did not understand matters like asset transfers, which were relatively specialized.

Wu Qiangwei, on the other hand, understood these issues and thus easily linked them to asset transfers.

But she was also unclear on the specifics; guessing alone would not lead to an answer.

Moreover, she didn’t want to guess.

"Don’t waste energy on such meaningless speculation; this matter cannot be delayed."

"I will report to the provincial authorities later and let them handle it."

Hou Wen had already begun to collude with the Finance Bureau to transfer assets.

The assets being moved were definitely not his personal assets; it was highly likely that they were state assets.

The accounts controlled by relatives and mistresses around him totalled nearly ten billion.

He could afford to leave such a large sum untouched and instead transfer through the Finance Bureau.

It was almost certain that the money he planned to move through the Finance Bureau would not be less than this amount.

If he succeeded in transferring it, it would be a loss of state assets.

If such a thing happened, all the city’s leaders would be criticized, and none could shirk responsibility.

Song Guanchao said, "Let’s wait a bit more."

"We can’t wait!"

"Secretary, please wait," Song Guanchao said. "Give me two days, by Monday at the latest, I will give you an answer. If I can’t resolve it, then you report to the provincial authorities."

It was a rare opportunity, and Song Guanchao did not want to give up so easily.

After giving it some thought, Wu Qiangwei nodded and said, "Call me before ten on Monday morning."

"Okay."

Song Guanchao was not in the mood to continue soaking in the hot springs. He stood up, ready to leave, when Wu Qiangwei said, "Soak a little longer. Don’t always be so tense; you should rest appropriately and relax."

Song Guanchao paused, uttered an "Oh," and sat down again.

With the serious discussion over, their attention gradually drifted towards more messy directions.

Song Guanchao’s gaze wandered to her now and then.

Wu Qiangwei knew he was looking at her but did not know what to say; anything seemed awkward.

This was not a matter of a man and a woman alone in a room but rather, basically naked in a bathhouse.

Wu Qiangwei was dressed in a three-point bikini, pure black, very sexy.

Her waist was smooth and tight, without a hint of excess fat; her bra gathered two ample mounds like peaks, her shoulders lean and straight, her collarbones pronounced.

Her hair was wound up into a bun, with a few stray strands clinging to her slender neck, clean and lovely.

Therefore, Xiao Song embarrassingly raised his head high.

Pretending to be nonchalant, Wu Qiangwei looked towards him, but just caught Xiao Song looking up at that moment.

A flash of shyness crossed her eyes, and inwardly she cursed him for thinking unhealthy thoughts again.

If she had known, she would not have asked him to stay; now it seemed inappropriate to ask him to leave.

"Secretary."

"Hmm?"

"Would you like a back scrub?"

Wu Qiangwei almost laughed in disbelief, "Who gets a back scrub at a hot spring?"

"Um... then, how about I apply some essential oil for you?"

"No need."

"Oh," Song Guanchao said. "Then I will head back first."

"Hmm." This time Wu Qiangwei didn’t stop him.

"Ahem, Secretary, would you mind turning around?"

"Why?"

As soon as she asked, Wu Qiangwei realized she had asked a pointless question.

He clearly didn’t want her to see his reaction down there.

She turned around, lying face down with her back to him at the edge of the hot spring pool.

Only then did Song Guanchao stand up from the pool. Once ashore, he took off his underwear.

He grabbed a towel and quickly dried off his body.

Hearing the sound of the towel, Wu Qiangwei slowly turned back around.

Just as Song Guanchao also turned around to grab his clothes.

Their gazes met, and Song Guanchao instantly turned to stone.

So did Wu Qiangwei.

Seeing the completely nude Song Guanchao, looking at the angrily erect Xiao Song, Wu Qiangwei’s sight was severely assaulted.

It took a full two or three seconds before she exclaimed softly and quickly turned her head away.

Song Guanchao felt even more embarrassed. Hadn’t they both turned away? Why turn back around?

Was she sneaking a peek at me?

Damn, who would have thought our secretary could be such a little glutton.

"Why did you take off your underwear?" Wu Qiangwei, bashful and annoyed, spoke through gritted teeth.

She had actually seen Song Guanchao’s thing. It was mortifying!

"Wet underwear obviously needs to be removed; otherwise, I can’t put my clothes on."

"You..." Wu Qiangwei fell silent.

Song Guanchao put on his trousers and shirt, saying, "Secretary, I’m leaving."

She still did not speak until she heard the door open and close. She then stiffly turned back around and let out a gentle breath.

Zeng Li was enjoying a massage when Song Guanchao sent her a message, telling her he was leaving.

Zeng Li quickly got up, dressed, and headed out, leaving the massage girl utterly bewildered.

She met Song Guanchao in the dining area.

"Did you talk with Sister Weiwei?"

"Yeah, we finished talking. I’ve got some things to take care of."

"It’s so late, what do you have to take care of?"

"I need to make a trip to Dujiang City."

"Now?" Zeng Li pouted. "I wanted to chat with you a bit more."

"Next time..."

"No, I want it to be now."

Zeng Li hugged his arm. "Are you in such a rush? Can’t it wait a tiny bit longer?"

Of course, it could wait a bit longer.

Thinking about how Zeng Li had helped him with quite a few troubles these past couple of days, Song Guanchao said, "I already told the secretary I’m leaving. If she catches us later, it wouldn’t be right."

"We won’t get caught. I’ll just tell her I was getting a massage."

Zeng Li pulled him towards the massage room. "Come on, let’s get a massage. It’s really relaxing."

When they arrived at the massage room, the same girl was tidying up. Seeing Zeng Li return, she asked, "Do you want to continue with the massage?"

Zeng Li shook her head. "No need, my boyfriend will give me a massage."

The massage girl, being experienced and perceptive, instantly understood her meaning and left the space to the couple with a knowing smile.

After the girl left, Zeng Li went to lock the door.

Seeing her actions, Song Guanchao had a bad premonition.

"I thought you said we were getting massages? If you send her away, how are we going to do that?"

"I’ll give you a massage!"

Zeng Li walked over with a mischievous smile, her slender fingers lightly tapping his shoulder. "Take off your clothes."

"Maybe we shouldn’t..."

"Hurry up, or I’ll call Sister Weiwei to come over."

"..." Song Guanchao’s mouth twitched, and he obediently began to undress.

"Take off your trousers too."

"I’m not wearing underwear."

"What? Really? Then take them off quickly!"

Zeng Li’s eyes shone as Song Guanchao, left with no option, removed his trousers as well.

Seeing him cover his crotch with his hands, Zeng Li pouted. "It’s not like I haven’t seen it before. Humph, men are even shyer than women. Come on, lie down."

After Song Guanchao lay down, she silently removed her bathrobe.

Then she unfastened her bra, picked up some essential oil, and dripped it onto herself before climbing onto the bed, saying, "I’m going to start the massage now."

As her words fell, she lowered her body, pressing her oiled breasts against his broad back.

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