Official Career Storm
Chapter 49

Chapter 49: Chapter 49

Yu Lifang had already become emotionally involved, her body robust with desire.

Song Guanchao flicked his cigarette away and turned to walk towards the car, "Put your clothes back on."

Yu Lifang stood there dumbfounded, watching him open the car door and get inside, a surge of anger welling up within her.

That asshole!

He’s doing this to humiliate me on purpose!

In the wake of her anger, she couldn’t help but doubt herself.

Does he have no interest in my body at all?

Although she wasn’t young, she took great care of herself; her body was still delicate, her figure still voluptuous, and her face was still that of a beauty.

If it weren’t for such superior physical attributes, how could she possibly secure the position of office director?

While Yu Lifang was getting dressed, Song Guanchao put away his phone and casually pulled out the memory card from the dashcam.

When she got in the car, Song Guanchao said, "Back to the company."

The car had just left the abandoned factory when Song Guanchao’s phone rang.

Seeing the call, he was quite surprised.

Li Fuhai’s wife, Zhang Yue!

Has she been released?

After a moment of consideration, he picked up.

"Song Guanchao, where are you!"

Even through the phone, Song Guanchao could imagine her gritting her teeth in fury.

Song Guanchao chuckled, "What’s the matter?"

Zhang Yue took a deep breath, trying hard to contain her explosive emotions, "I need to see you!"

Song Guanchao was about to say he wasn’t available, but then he remembered Zhang Yue’s identity and changed his mind, "Alright, let’s set a place."

"Yipinxiang Tea House!" After Zhang Yue gave the address, she hung up.

Song Guanchao put down his phone and said, "Pull over."

Yu Lifang obediently parked the car by the roadside.

Half an hour later, at Yipinxiang Tea House.

Song Guanchao walked up to the second floor, pushed open the door of the tea room, and saw Zhang Yue sitting next to the tea table.

She was dressed simply in jeans and a white shirt, her long hair twisted into a bun at the back of her head, her pretty face clouded with worry.

Seeing Song Guanchao, her expression darkened, but she remained silent.

Song Guanchao casually sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and smiled, "Mrs. Li is looking for me for something?"

Hearing this address, Zhang Yue’s breathing became suddenly ragged, her anger flaring even more.

But she still suppressed her rage and said, "Song Guanchao, give it to me!"

"What? What are you talking about?"

Seeing him feign ignorance, Zhang Yue was so frustrated she could grind her teeth, but she didn’t dare to offend him outright since the evidence was still in his hands.

"Song Guanchao, it’s Li Fuhai who framed you, and he’s been caught. This has nothing to do with me!"

"Heh." Song Guanchao laughed, "A married couple is supposed to be birds of the same forest, but when disaster strikes, they fly separately. Mrs. Li, your heart is quite ruthless."

Zhang Yue scoffed disdainfully, "He covets my body, and I covet his power, it’s merely a trade of interests. Song Guanchao, you and I have no grievances, give me the stuff, whatever you want, just name it."

Song Guanchao looked her up and down with a sinister gaze, "Anything will do?"

That look made Zhang Yue’s body shiver slightly.

Suddenly, she stood up, walked over, locked the private room door, then proceeded to draw the curtains.

Finally, she came in front of Song Guanchao, bit her lip, and slowly squatted down, reaching for his waistband to tug it down.

Song Guanchao grabbed her hand and pulled his pants back up, "Such seduction, I am not fortunate enough to enjoy."

"Song Guanchao..."

"Mrs. Li, take a seat, let’s discuss the real issue."

Zhang Yue didn’t understand what this young man wanted. She was prepared to give herself to him, but he was not interested.

Zhang Yue sat down again, "What do you want?"

"Money!"

Zhang Yue sighed in relief inwardly. She had guessed what Song Guanchao might want when setting up the meeting today.

Either money or her body.

But now that he showed no interest in her body, it was clearly just about the money.

As long as there was a need, that was fine. If there was a need, they were entangled in interests.

Even if the evidence was still in Song Guanchao’s hands, she no longer needed to fear.

At worst, it would be a case of the fish dying and the net splitting; no one would come out okay.

"How much?"

"One hundred million."

"How much?" Zhang Yue’s voice changed.

Breathing hard, she said, "Song Guanchao, you think too highly of me. I could come up with a few million, but a hundred million? Even if you send me in, I can’t produce that much!"

"Mrs. Li..."

"Call me Zhang Yue!"

"Miss Zhang, don’t get agitated. Let me finish speaking."

Song Guanchao said, "I don’t want your money, what I want is a loan."

"What do you mean?"

"Issue a hundred million in unsecured loans to Chengda Company, within three days."

Zhang Yue furrowed her brows; she certainly knew about Chengda Company. Li Fuhai, when he was still in power, had financial dealings with the chairman of Chengda Company.

She was aware of all this.

What she didn’t understand was why Song Guanchao wanted Chengda Company to take out a loan?

Given Chengda’s size and credit, any bank would grant a loan of a hundred million without hesitation.

No, something was off here!

"I need to make a phone call."

She grabbed her cell phone and got up to walk out the door.

After finishing a cup of tea, Zhang Yue returned.

She had found out what had happened to Chengda Company.

"This loan, it can’t be issued," she shook her head.

No matter how good Chengda’s credit was, the company was now targeted by the tax authorities and the Administration of Industry and Commerce—they were waiting to take it down.

No bank would offend them at this time.

Song Guanchao had anticipated this, and he calmly said, "The tax authorities and the Administration of Industry and Commerce don’t control your bank, right?"

The Bank Regulatory Commission was the bank’s higher authority; the tax and commercial departments’ faces could be given or not.

"They can’t, but from what I understand, this time they intend to make an example of Chengda Company with strict regulation. Issuing a loan at this time would seriously offend them."

"So, can you issue it?"

"I told you, once the loan is made, it would seriously offend them!"

"Aren’t you afraid of offending me?" Song Guanchao looked at her coldly.

The woman was somewhat foolish, unable to discern priorities.

Zhang Yue opened her mouth, then it dawned on her—all the evidence was in Song Guanchao’s hands.

Offending the tax authorities and the Administration of Industry and Commerce might mean they wouldn’t assist her with issues in the future, but they couldn’t do much about her.

But offending Song Guanchao, with his temper, he could have her sent in today to reunite with Li Fuhai.

Zhang Yue inhaled and exhaled deeply; her heaving chest signaled her inner struggle and hesitation.

Song Guanchao didn’t rush her and just lit a cigarette, waiting quietly.

In truth, Chengda Company’s shortfall wasn’t as much as a hundred million.

Yu Lifang could handle fifty million, but Song Guanchao didn’t dare put all his hopes on her.

If something went wrong at the last minute, he would be at a loss.

A cigarette finished, seeing she was still silent, Song Guanchao simply stood up and left without another word.

Zhang Yue panicked at once: "Wait."

Song Guanchao pretended not to hear and pulled open the door, striding out.

His attitude of being too lazy to continue talking left Zhang Yue completely panicked.

After coming out from the Disciplinary Committee, she had heard that it was the new Secretary Wu who provided the evidence that sent Li Fuhai in.

But she knew it was Song Guanchao’s doing.

It was because Li Fuhai wanted to pin the crime on him that he gathered evidence overnight and had him sent in.

Though she was resentful in her heart, thinking of Song Guanchao’s methods, she couldn’t help feeling fear.

This guy, he was truly ruthless!

If she really didn’t cooperate, her evidence of illegal activities could appear in the Disciplinary Committee’s office tonight!

Thinking this, she ran over and grabbed Song Guanchao’s arm: "I’ll help you, I’ll help you!"

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