Official Career Storm
Chapter 478

Chapter 478: Chapter 478

Jin Rong’s intentions had already become crystal clear.

He, or rather, Governor Qu behind him, intended to appoint people to take over several departments in Dujiang City.

Song Guanchao disagreed, so he was threatened with "reassignment."

In fact, he wasn’t wrong; within the next three to five years, it was absolutely impossible for the top leaders of Dujiang City’s departments to be chosen locally.

The purpose of this was to eliminate the penetration and influence of Hou Wen’s faction in the governmental arena of Dujiang City.

However, Lingjiang City was definitely not included in this scheme.

Now Jin Rong was saying that Lingjiang City also fell within the "local range" of Dujiang City.

Indeed, Dujiang County was still directly managed by Lingjiang, and the two were integrated as one.

Should someone try to meddle and expand influence, tying Dujiang City and Lingjiang City together, then at that time, the so-called reassignment would truly exclude Lingjiang City from being considered "non-local."

Jin Rong was essentially telling him plainly, if you don’t give me a piece of Dujiang City’s cake, then no one gets to eat the cake at all.

This strategy of hurting the enemy while sacrificing oneself was disgusting, yet effective.

"Hehe, it’s getting late. Secretary Jin, where are you staying? I’ll take you."

"I’m staying at the guest house, I can go back on my own."

The two parted at the door.

Sitting in the taxi, Jin Rong pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a nameless rage within him.

The humiliation at the hotel during lunch—he had kept it in mind.

Revenge of a gentleman can wait ten years.

Song Guanchao was currently in his prime; he wouldn’t act rashly.

But you will have your downfall, won’t you?

In any case, he had remembered this grudge.

He was like a venomous snake hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to strike when Song Guanchao was vulnerable, ready to deliver a fatal blow with his poisonous fangs.

Before that, however, he needed to complete the tasks assigned by Governor Qu.

He believed Song Guanchao was a smart man who knew how to choose.

The official arena was inherently a place of multilateral gameplay.

Dujiang City was such a large piece of cake—if one didn’t have the capacity and still tried to monopolize it, the end result would be bursting.

Moreover, Governor Qu had already expressed his intentions through him.

To refuse was to disrespect Governor Qu.

...

Song Guanchao returned home and reported the night’s news to Wu Qiangwei.

Wu Qiangwei said, "Don’t offend him. If he wants it, just give it to him."

"I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Song Guanchao found Zhang Meilin’s number and dialed it, but then he hung up.

Forget it, he would discuss it in person when he went to Dujiang City.

The next day.

Song Guanchao met with Fang Wei and He Songming and held a brief discussion for about ten minutes. Then he led several units of the Housing and Construction Bureau and the Planning Bureau to continue the tasks that Secretary Sun and his team had left unfinished.

Song Guanchao and He Songming rode alone in a car.

In the car, He Songming said, "I heard that the top leader in Dujiang City has fallen?"

"Yes."

"That’s actually good news," He Songming said lightly, "The land acquisition shouldn’t face any more troubles."

"That’s not necessarily true."

"What? Even now, those thugs dare to commit crimes in defiance of the wind?"

Song Guanchao shook his head; he couldn’t guarantee it.

Normal people would definitely stay low-key at this time, but Lu Xiaotian was not normal.

Of course, whether he was normal or not didn’t hinder Song Guanchao from sending him to jail.

To deal with such brainless fools, Song Guanchao had plenty of means to ensure they’d hold a "iron rice bowl" for the rest of their lives.

...

As evening approached, Song Guanchao invited Fang Wei to join He Songming and himself for dinner.

Fang Wei was very sociable, leaving a good impression on Song Guanchao during their brief interaction.

Moreover, he was very self-aware, knowing that he was included in the project team not because of his abilities, but because Wu Qiangwei had taken the initiative to favor him.

Thus, during the progression of the project, he kept his opinions to himself and comfortably played the role of a mascot.

After all, the credit that belonged to him wouldn’t be diminished; why bother sticking his head out?

And he also thought highly of Song Guanchao.

Mayor Jiang occasionally mentioned Song Guanchao in conversations, always with generous praise and evident admiration.

Sometimes he felt jealous, but jealousy couldn’t deny the truth of Song Guanchao’s competence.

Now that he had the opportunity to work with Song Guanchao, he also wanted to see how Song Guanchao handled work on a daily basis.

Maybe there could be a breakthrough.

Halfway through his meal, Song Guanchao received a phone call from Liang Jianfeng.

"Yao Jinsheng has been released."

"What?" Song Guanchao was about to stand up and go outside to take the call, but then he stopped and asked, "What happened?"

Liang Jianfeng explained, "Yao Jinsheng was a victim in this case. Now that the truth has been uncovered, he has been released."

Initially, Song Guanchao was a bit surprised, but after careful thought, it seemed... there was nothing wrong.

Since Yao Jinsheng really didn’t seem to have any major issues, at least none that could be presently uncovered.

He was the kidnapped party, the victim.

As for his past criminal activities, they were in the hands of Tu Zhaorui.

Tu Zhaorui still hadn’t given that incriminating information to Zhang Meilin.

Of course, if the provincial office really wanted to investigate, they would definitely find something.

But was it necessary?

For the provincial office, it was impossible to actively investigate a police department chief without any complaints and without direct discovery of issues.

However, for Song Guanchao, whether Yao Jinsheng was arrested or released didn’t fundamentally impact him.

Liang Jianfeng asked, "Should we have someone keep an eye on him?"

"Yes."

Although the provincial office might not initiate an investigation, given that Hou Wen had been arrested, Yao Jinsheng must be feeling the pressure if he wasn’t foolish.

Without surveillance, Yao Jinsheng would be the next to flee.

Dujiang City could not afford another incident like this, at least not in the short term.

"I understand."

Just as Liang Jianfeng hung up, Song Guanchao’s phone rang again.

It was Liu Lanzi calling.

"Do you have time tonight? I want to celebrate for you."

Liu Lanzi was a clever woman. She knew that yesterday must have been Song Guanchao’s busiest day, so she didn’t disturb him.

She gave him ample time to handle his affairs.

One day later, she decided to celebrate for him.

Putting down the phone, Song Guanchao said, "Brother Fang, Mr. He, I have something urgent to take care of. I will drink three cups as an apology now, and next time I will definitely enjoy a good drink with you both."

He grabbed the wine cup, filled it three times, and drank them all down.

Fang Wei smiled and said, "Alright, go handle your business. Mr. He and I will drink slowly."

...

At the same time.

Wanjiang Commercial Street, Chengda Square.

As the largest commercial street in Lingbei District, it gathered top international brands, frequented by the wealthy of Lingjiang.

At that moment, at the Rolex store, Wu Qiangwei, wearing a peaked cap and mask, asked the salesgirl to show her a watch.

"How about this one?" Wu Qiangwei looked at Wu Ming.

Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "Sis, you are a woman. This is a men’s watch."

Wu Qiangwei said, "I’m not wearing it, I’m giving it to someone."

Wu Ming was taken aback and immediately leaned in, "For Song Guanchao?"

"Mm," Wu Qiangwei didn’t deny it, "He performed exceptionally well this time, it’s a reward for him."

Wu Ming chuckled mischievously, "Isn’t this reward too extravagant? This is a Rolex, wearing this as a public official might lead to reports."

Wu Qiangwei hadn’t thought about this aspect, but considering his point, she asked, "Then what brand do you think is appropriate?"

"Let me think," Wu Ming crossed his arms and rested his chin on them, analyzing seriously, "His status doesn’t go with too ordinary of a brand, nor too expensive. Scratch Rolex right away, that brand screams nouveau riche. Omega is too sporty, not suitable either... Jaeger-LeCoultre, that suits him."

"Both price and brand style match him well."

Wu Qiangwei put down the watch and left the store, heading next door to Jaeger-LeCoultre.

...

Having drunk, Song Guanchao couldn’t drive. Now sitting in the passenger seat, the driver drove the car.

As the car entered the villa area and just stopped, he suddenly received a message from Wu Qiangwei.

"Come to the office tomorrow."

Tomorrow?

Does the secretary have something to instruct me?

"Okay."

He put away his phone, got out of the car, and walked toward the villa.

Liu Lanzi opened the door, wearing an apron around her waist, with a fragrant smell coming from the kitchen.

Walking into the living room, Liu Lanzi picked up a beautifully wrapped gift box from the table, "Try this on, see if it fits."

Seeing the logo on the gift box in his hand, Song Guanchao was somewhat surprised, "A watch?"

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