Official Career Storm
Chapter 673

Chapter 673: Chapter 673

After Zhang Meilin and Fu Ying left, they couldn’t shake off their unease.

It’s not that they didn’t trust Song Guanchao, but the other party’s identity was truly exceptional.

In the taxi on the way back, Fu Ying wanted to return, but Zhang Meilin persuaded her to stay put.

Finally, Zhang Meilin decided to inform Wu Qiangwei.

Wu Qiangwei was having a meal.

After receiving the text message, she found an excuse to leave.

On the way, she contacted Zhang Meilin by phone. After learning the whole story and specific details, she told them to rest well at the hotel and assured them that nothing would go wrong, putting their minds at ease.

With Wu Qiangwei’s assurance, the two finally relaxed completely.

Yanjing is vast.

It took Wu Qiangwei nearly an hour to arrive.

At this moment, she looked at Jiang Wangshan, waiting for his response.

Wu Qiangwei?

The name sounded somewhat familiar to Jiang Wangshan, as if he’d heard it somewhere before.

Suddenly, from the side, Li He whispered, "Wu Ming’s sister?"

Wu Qiangwei looked at him coldly, "Yes."

Li He shivered and whispered, "Brother-in-law, it’s the Wu Family."

The Wu Family!

Jiang Wangshan’s pupils contracted.

In Yanjing, when someone referred directly to the Wu Family, there was only one family it could mean!

Jiang Wangshan recognized the identity of the person before him.

He cautiously asked, "Is Song Guanchao a friend of Miss Wu’s?"

"My secretary."

"???"

Damn!

Jiang Wangshan nearly cursed out loud!

He shot a fierce glare at Li He.

Your mother, just what kind of person have you crossed!

"So it’s Miss Wu’s secretary."

Jiang Wangshan smiled and said, "He and Li He had a minor disagreement, but it’s resolved now. He just left."

Resolved?

Wu Qiangwei was somewhat surprised.

Seeing that Jiang Wangshan didn’t seem to be lying, she was disinclined to question how Song Guanchao had resolved it.

From their expressions, it seemed like they had suffered a bit.

This secretary of hers had quite a few tricks up his sleeve.

Letting Zhang Meilin and Fu Ying leave first seemed like a well-thought-out plan.

Wu Qiangwei hummed a reply, turned around, and walked away. Jiang Wangshan caught up, saying, "Miss Wu, it’s still early, would you like to have a meal together?"

This Miss Wu, regardless of her family background or beauty, stirred his heart.

Even though he was already married.

But, if something were to occur with this Miss Wu, he wouldn’t mind divorcing his current spouse right away.

"I’ve already eaten."

Wu Qiangwei didn’t look back as she left the banquet hall.

...

In the room, Zhang Meilin and Fu Ying were restless.

Just then, Song Guanchao called.

"Brother Zhang, the matter’s resolved."

"Really?"

"Would I lie to you?"

"When will you return?"

"I have a dinner engagement, probably won’t be back until late."

"Guan Chao, are you lying to me?"

"I..." Song Guanchao felt helpless, "Really, I’m not lying to you. If you don’t believe me, just wait at the hotel; I’ll come back after drinking."

"Alright, then tell me when you get back."

Song Guanchao hung up the phone, speechless.

Not long after, Wu Qiangwei sent a message.

"Resolved."

Seeing Wu Qiangwei’s text, Zhang Meilin finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Fu, it’s resolved, Secretary Wu reported back safe and sound."

He showed the text to her.

Fu Ying also exhaled in relief.

...

In the car, Song Guanchao put down his phone and said, "Uncle Luo, you didn’t have to stand up for me just now. Besides, I hit them too; they were the ones who lost out."

Luo Ke Gong said, "I wasn’t standing up for you; I just can’t stand these little punks!"

Yang Xiong said, "This temper of his, you knew it from day one?"

Luo Ke Gong glared, "Whose temper are you saying is foul? The security asked me not to smoke at the door, and I complied peacefully."

Yang Xiong said, "That’s you following the rules. If you meet someone who doesn’t, you’re not like that."

That hit the mark.

Luo Ke Gong was the type to follow rules.

As long as it’s within the rules, even if he made a mistake and someone scolded him, he’d listen obediently.

But if rules were broken, no way, his temper flares up, and no one can stop him.

The car entered the compound and stopped outside a small building.

Luo Ke Gong got out of the car and urged, "Hurry, hurry, let’s get to the table and have a good drink tonight!"

Song Guanchao was there to drink with the two elders, and a few guards stood by, while the babysitter looked on with a sigh.

They wanted to call the elders’ children, but Luo Ke Gong had taken their phones, leaving them sitting by with dark faces.

Time quickly flew to eleven o’clock.

Song Guanchao suddenly received a call from Wu Qiangwei.

"Hello, Secretary..."

"The municipal bureau called me; they want you to attend an internal lecture there tomorrow."

"Ah? There’s such a thing?"

He feigned ignorance.

"Yes, you don’t need to return tomorrow; I’ve canceled your flight. Come back after you’re done with everything."

"Oh, okay, and you, Secretary, will you go back tomorrow?"

"Yes," Wu Qiangwei replied, "I’m going to rest now."

After hanging up, Song Guanchao continued drinking.

As it approached midnight, Song Guanchao said, "No more drinking, I have something in the morning."

"What business could you possibly have?"

"I have to go to a lecture at the municipal bureau."

"Lecture? What kind of lecture?"

"Handled a corruption case a while ago, brought back 7 billion from overseas; the municipal bureau wants me to share my experience."

Song Guanchao grabbed his coat and said, "You two should stop drinking too."

He took the phone and handed it to the babysitter, "If they keep drinking, call their families."

Seeing his actions, the two men’s faces convulsed.

This brat, doesn’t know how to be human!

Luo Ke Gong quickly said to the babysitter, "I won’t drink anymore, don’t call, please don’t call! If my granddaughter finds out, she’d fly back to scold me."

The babysitter said, "Then you must go for a full checkup tomorrow!"

"Alright, alright, I’ll go, I’ll go!"

Luo Ke Gong sighed and said to Feng Rui, "Xiao Feng, please, send Guan Chao back to the hotel."

"No need, I’ll take a taxi myself."

"Mr. Song, I’ll drive you," Feng Rui had already grabbed the car keys and headed out.

They got in the car and headed to the hotel.

On the way, Feng Rui, who was usually quiet, hesitated several times, as if he wanted to ask something but held back.

Song Guanchao saw him struggle and asked, "Do you have something to ask me?"

"Yes."

Song Guanchao reached out and turned off the dash cam, "Ask, but once you do, I won’t acknowledge anything after this ride."

Feng Rui asked, "Mr. Song, are you No.1?"

No.1!

A codename.

This codename had been associated with multiple collaborations with the Ministry of Public Security, involved in several small-scale foreign wars, and even secretly invited to protect some national leaders!

In the military district, No.1 was a codename only known to those at a certain rank.

Understanding the codename would reveal the history of No.1.

In the Ministry of Public Security, the No.1 codename was also only known to those at a certain rank.

The files on No.1 were classified top secret in both the military district and the Ministry of Public Security, representing the highest level of confidentiality!

He had the chance to hear his superior mention it once.

And, based on his superior’s attitude towards Song Guanchao, he had a bold guess that this Mr. Song might be the legendary No.1!

"No.1..."

Song Guanchao recited the codename with a hint of nostalgia, "Haven’t heard anyone call me No.1 in a long time."

Listening to him, Feng Rui trembled with excitement!

He really was No.1!

The legendary No.1 was right beside him!

Song Guanchao smiled slightly, patting him on the shoulder, "Comrade, you know the confidentiality agreement; don’t speak carelessly, or you’ll get penalized."

"Yes, I know!"

...

Returning to the hotel.

Song Guanchao stepped out of the elevator, took out the room card, and had just opened the door when a waft of fragrant wind greeted him from behind.

"Mr. Song."

Turning around, he saw Xu Zi, appearing behind him seemingly out of nowhere.

She wore a fitted stepmother’s dress, her figure as luscious as a honey peach, accentuated to perfection.

With seductive eyes, she flung her ripened body into Song Guanchao’s arms.

The slight press at her chest surprised Song Guanchao with the realization that this woman was boldly unlined beneath her dress.