Official Career Storm
Chapter 658

Chapter 658: Chapter 658

Qu Xiangru’s suggestion on the surface was actually a threat.

The meaning she wanted to convey was, if you don’t agree with my proposal, some unfavorable things might happen next.

Needless to say, the obstacles encountered during this relocation must have Qu Xiangru’s shadow.

What exactly does this woman want to do?

The position of Executive Deputy Governor is already high enough, and her future is also very bright.

Why must she get involved with Lingjiang?

Is she paving the way for the Qu family?

However, her family background shouldn’t be making such a big noise just to pave the way for the younger generation, right?

Moreover, even if paving the way, it doesn’t necessarily have to be done by such means.

Song Guanchao’s response did not anger her.

Or perhaps, her feelings were hidden too well for Song Guanchao to notice.

"Then, I wish Secretary Song good luck."

Qu Xiangru turned and headed elsewhere.

After she left, Fu Ying came over, seeing his unpleasant expression, and asked, "What did Governor Qu say?"

"Nothing." Song Guanchao forced a smile: "Came over last night?"

"Yes."

Many people came today, and many from other cities rushed to attend the conference.

Those who can attend today’s conference are basically all going to be on stage to receive awards.

This means these people are the fastest-rising stars in their respective cities.

Everyone realized this point, so they walked around before the conference started, exchanging contact information and leaving a good impression on each other.

You never know when it might come in handy in the future.

"Hello, Secretary Song."

A very young girl came over and shook hands with Song Guanchao.

She looked about twenty-three or twenty-four, with long black hair, cut straight bangs, and a delicate oval face like a porcelain doll. Her eyes were big, nose slightly upturned, and her lips were slightly thick but small.

The most notable thing was her height.

She wore flat shoes, yet she reached up to Song Guanchao’s chin.

She must be at least 175 cm tall barefoot.

In this large venue, she was very tall.

The girl said, "My name is Jiang Yiren, and I’m a secretary in the Qingyuan County office."

"Hello." Song Guanchao smiled and shook her hand.

This girl left a strong impression on him.

There’s no help for it—beautiful women and handsome men always tend to leave an impression.

Jiang Yiren chatted with him for a few moments to express her long-standing admiration, then left.

Fu Ying commented, "That young lady is very pretty."

Song Guanchao’s smile was speechless, realizing that women always focus on different things than men.

He was more concerned about how an office secretary would attend such a conference.

An office secretary... he really couldn’t think of what outstanding achievement could come from this role.

Of course, it’s possible she was here accompanying a leader.

Ten o’clock.

The conference started.

Unquestionably, the people from Lingjiang City became the main focus of this conference.

Liang Jiajia received a first-class personal merit award, and a nomination from the province for next year’s March 8th Red Banner Bearer, along with a provincial honorary title...

The variety of awards was dazzling, provoking a wave of envy from the cadres of other cities and counties below.

Following this were Liang Jianfeng, Fu Ying, Zhang Meilin, and others...

After they went on stage to receive commendations, there was still no mention of Song Guanchao.

Liang Jiajia, holding the plaque, whispered, "Why hasn’t it come to you yet?"

Song Guanchao replied, "The strongest always goes on last as the finale."

Liang Jiajia wanted to call it narcissism, but Song Guanchao was stating the truth.

"Huh? She can go up too?" Song Guanchao noticed the young lady named Jiang Yiren went up on stage.

But the reason for her commendation seemed somewhat contrived.

Meticulous work, having written several deeply meaningful and insightful research reports...

Would that suffice?

While Song Guanchao was speechless, he also realized this young lady must have connections.

And such connections aren’t ordinary.

To receive a commendation at a provincial conference, her connections likely extended up to the provincial level.

One after another, the commended cadres went on stage.

Finally, it was Song Guanchao’s turn.

The director of the propaganda department, serving as host, suddenly announced: "Hou Wen, the former acting City Secretary and Mayor of Dujiang City, was caught embezzling and fleeing abroad with funds."

"At a time when the country’s assets were suffering losses and the corrupt officials were about to escape abroad, Comrade Song Guanchao from Lingjiang City Committee stepped forward."

"He singlehandedly turned the tide, recovering the state’s assets, preventing financial disruption to the city, and skillfully capturing Hou Wen to bring him to justice!"

Hearing the host’s words, everyone involuntarily sat up straight.

This issue had been well-known to them.

It was this event that made Song Guanchao’s name resonate throughout Nanjiang Province.

Perhaps some people had never met Song Guanchao, but they certainly knew his name.

Just as everyone thought Song Guanchao was about to go on stage, the host continued:

"Deputy Secretary of Dujiang City, Chen Guanyun, and Director of Dujiang City Public Security Bureau, Yao Jinsheng, hijacked a plane, shooting and wounding the captain and co-pilot."

"With the plane out of control and hundreds of passengers facing a life-and-death crisis, once again, Comrade Song Guanchao stepped up!"

"He decisively subdued Chen Guanyun and Yao Jinsheng, and piloted the aircraft safely to the ground, saving hundreds of passengers!"

This matter was far less known.

After all, it hadn’t been reported yet.

The audience was bewildered.

Those two from Dujiang City actually hijacked a plane?

Damn it...

And Song Guanchao subdued them despite them having guns?

How did he manage it?

The most baffling thing was that Song Guanchao knew how to pilot an airplane?

Their minds were overwhelmed—they felt like they were listening to a sci-fi story rather than attending a conference.

No, it was magical!

Yet, this was not the end.

When the host continued detailing how Song Guanchao shot Lu Xiaotian in the head to rescue dozens of children, they completely lost the ability to think.

Everyone had the same thought: Are we attending the same conference?

All had come with achievements accumulated over the year to qualify for attendance.

Either it’s public praise, or a few percentage points drop in crime rates...

But you retrieved 7 billion yuan, piloted a plane, and killed a hijacker...

They felt like beings from two different dimensions compared to Song Guanchao.

Looking at their certificates or plaques in hand, they suddenly felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Next, let’s welcome Comrade Song Guanchao on stage."

Under normal circumstances, applause should happen around this time.

But everyone was so overwhelmed they forgot to clap until Song Guanchao appeared on stage.

When the applause subsided, the host began to commend Song Guanchao.

First-class personal merit, city-level honorary title, provincial honorary title...

These are accolades that ordinary cadres may never achieve in their lifetime, and they were showered upon Song Guanchao as if they were free.

"Based on the Provincial Committee’s research decision, we will apply to the state for a [National Honor Title] and nominate for [National Moral Model]."

"..." Everyone was utterly stunned, their mouths agape, overwhelmed with shock and envy.

National Honor Title!

This accolade is considered the highest level of commendation!

Above this, only a few awards like the Republic Medal exist.

And the nomination for National Moral Model was even more astonishing.

This accolade is almost exclusively granted to the industrial, agricultural, and military sectors.

A secretary like Song Guanchao being nominated for [National Moral Model] was unbelievable.

It was akin to a hurdle runner suddenly receiving a Nobel Prize.

The sole piece of consolation for everyone was that the Provincial Committee was still applying to the state; there was no certainty he would receive these two honors.

Seated in the first row, Qu Xiangru applauded with a smile, looking at the tall figure of Song Guanchao on stage, secretly regretting.

What a waste of such an excellent talent.

Why must he confront me?

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