Official Career Storm
Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Chapter 471

"Get in, I’ll drive you guys."

Song Guanchao called Zhou Qian and Xu Xin, and arranged for a designated driver as well.

First, he dropped Zhou Qian off at her residential complex.

"Director Xu, wait for a moment, I’ll take her up."

"Mm."

A few minutes later, the elevator doors opened.

Song Guanchao had just walked out of the elevator when Zhou Qian suddenly turned around, threw herself into his arms, and tiptoed to kiss his lips.

She even took the opportunity to stick out her tongue, sweeping it around inside his mouth before quickly turning around and running towards the door.

"Secretary Song, thank you for this time, this is my way of showing gratitude."

Leaving behind these shy words, Zhou Qian opened the door and went into her home.

Song Guanchao touched his lips and found a lipstick mark, hurriedly wiping it off.

This girl, she’s getting bolder and bolder.

If things keep developing this way, I’m afraid next time she might just try to take off my pants.

Song Guanchao shook his head and headed downstairs.

When he dropped Xu Xin off at her place, it was already one o’clock in the morning.

"Secretary Song, come in for a cup of tea?" Xu Xin stood at the doorway, flicking her hair, inviting him as if it was the most natural thing.

"No, thanks, it’s quite late, you should get some rest."

Song Guanchao knew exactly what she implied.

He actually had quite a fondness for Xu Xin; this woman was intelligent and gentle, with a good figure and an attractive appearance.

The sight of her naked, emerging from the washroom that night, was still fresh in Song Guanchao’s memory, unforgettable to this day.

Under different circumstances, he might have stayed.

But today, truly unfortunate timing, he really did have other matters to attend to.

"Oh, then be careful on your way."

"Mm."

After waiting for her to go inside, Song Guanchao went downstairs.

He asked the designated driver to bring the car to a 24-hour convenience store, bought a dozen beers, some snacks, and then reported an address.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a high-end residential complex.

After the designated driver left, he picked up his things from the car and climbed up the building stairs.

"Huff~"

Song Guanchao stood at the door, catching his breath, and checked the time—it was one-thirty in the morning.

He took out his phone and scrolled to Chu Xiao’e’s WeChat, sending an emoticon.

A few seconds later, Chu Xiao’e replied with a question mark.

Song Guanchao: Open the door.

He heard footsteps inside, quick and urgent.

But at the door, there was a delay before it was opened.

Another two seconds passed and the footsteps retreated.

After waiting for about five minutes, the footsteps returned.

The door opened.

Chu Xiao’e was wearing a black slip dress, her hair pinned up, her cheeks flushed with a pale rosy tint, and damp strands of hair at her forehead suggested she had just washed her face.

Did she tidy up her appearance especially for me?

He knew Chu Xiao’e liked to be clean, but he hadn’t anticipated it to this extent.

"What’s the matter?" Chu Xiao’e asked, not inviting him in, all business.

"There’s something that needs to be reported to Secretary Chu," he said.

"What is it?"

"Shall we discuss it inside? It’s quite cold at night, and keeping the door open could cause a draft."

He knew Chu Xiao’e must not be in a good mood these last few days.

Because after he took over the case, he summoned many people, but he specifically didn’t call her.

Moreover, he hadn’t even told her about the recovered illicit funds that evening.

She didn’t voice her concerns, but he knew she must have felt some resentment in her heart.

It was something that Feng Hongtao’s remark this evening had made him realize, which is why he hadn’t let him make contact.

His late-night visit was to offer an apology.

Chu Xiao’e, taking the opportunity, hummed in agreement and let him in.

Song Guanchao placed the things he had bought on the table and asked, "Would Secretary Chu like to have a drink?"

Chu Xiao’e had already seen the beers in his hand; she neither accepted nor refused but silently took out two glass cups and sat down with him.

"I bought some cupcakes."

Song Guanchao took out a little box of cupcakes, opened the lid, and handed her the spoon.

He pulled out some other snacks as he said, "The embezzled funds have already been recovered."

"Uh-huh." Chu Xiao’e was not surprised at all.

Only a third of the cake was eaten, the remaining portions were devoured by Song Guanchao.

Two cans of beer were finished, her little face flushed, her eyes glazed over.

Song Guanchao was also a bit drunk; as they chatted, he reached for her small hand and pulled her into his arms.

Chu Xiao’e broke free and said, "Go take a shower."

Song Guanchao picked her up in one sweep, "Let’s shower together."

In the bathroom, warm water rained over their bodies, Chu Xiao’e’s forearm braced against the wall, her eyes closed as she called out, lost in emotion and passion.

Her delicate, charming body endured Song Guanchao’s fierce thrusting time and again.

...

The next day.

Song Guanchao arrived at the City Committee early, cleaned up the office, and prepped the tea.

Wu Qiangwei walked in, spotted the familiar figure, and her lips curled into a gentle smile.

"Secretary, good morning."

"Hmm."

Wu Qiangwei put down her bag, sat down and said, "There’s an impromptu standing committee meeting at ten o’clock this morning."

Song Guanchao asked, "What’s the opinion from the province now?"

Wu Qiangwei replied, "You handled things so smoothly—what do you think the province would say?"

Song Guanchao shook his head; the only contact he had had with the province was with the Secretary of the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee.

As for the other leaders, he had no idea, and was completely unaware of their temperaments.

"Last night I reported our work to Secretary Gao, and he was very pleased with you, full of praise."

"Carve out some time in these two days; the province’s commendation for you will soon be on its way."

"Commendation?"

"What else?" Wu Qiangwei said, "With the matter resolved so perfectly, shouldn’t there be rewards for the meritorious?"

Song Guanchao truly hadn’t considered these things; in his view, this was just a common case of embezzlement recovery.

But on second thought, it seemed rather extraordinary.

Seventy billion in embezzled funds, looking back over decades, was quite explosive.

And he, from the time Hou Wen moved the embezzled funds to the time they were recovered, took less than two days.

In the face of such efficiency, even the Ministry of Public Security had to acknowledge him with respect.

Thinking this through, his own merit in this case was indeed not small.

The province’s award was indeed something to look forward to.

At ten o’clock in the morning, in the large conference room.

Two days had passed since the previous standing committee meeting was last held.

Attendees entered the room one after another, and Song Guanchao was honored to attend the meeting because of this case.

"Secretary Chu, are you feeling unwell?"

Noticing that Chu Xiao’e’s walk seemed a bit peculiar, Xu Xin asked with concern.

"I twisted my ankle," Chu Xiao’e casually responded.

Song Guanchao, walking ahead, felt guilty for no reason, turned his head to look back, and met Chu Xiao’e’s gaze.

Chu Xiao’e glared at him silently—this bastard had been like a brute last night, tormenting her until late.

This morning, when she got up, he went at it twice more, making it almost impossible for her to stand straight.

Her legs were now a bit stiff to close.

As she approached the table and her buttocks barely touched the chair, she felt a pang of soreness.

The previous night she had been bent over the wall, over the bed, over the window—her behind had been bruised from his impacts.

Song Guanchao, seated on the outside, looked down at his phone, thinking to himself that they couldn’t be so indulgent next time.

Once everyone had arrived, Secretary Lu began to speak.

His smile was as warm as ever, showing no discontent from his recent downturn.

Not to mention anything else, just the capacity for self-regulation of emotions merited his status as the chief.

Secretary Lu first brought up issues from the previous meeting that had not been discussed and went through them one by one.

Time quickly approached half-past eleven.

"The final agenda item, the Hou Wen corruption case."

Once Secretary Lu began, almost everyone instinctively looked towards Song Guanchao.

News of the recovery of the embezzled funds was not widely known.

Thus, when Secretary Lu stated it, everyone was curious about the progress of the case.

Logically speaking, if there were no significant breakthroughs in the case, it wouldn’t be discussed in the standing committee meeting.

Bringing it up for discussion implied a breakthrough.

Secretary Lu didn’t keep them waiting for too long and said something that shocked and astonished the audience.

"With the tireless efforts of Secretary Song, the seventy billion in embezzled funds transferred by Hou Wen were successfully recovered last night!"

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