Official Career Storm
Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Chapter 78

Wu Qiangwei returned home and dialed a number. Immediately, a man’s voice rang out on the other side, "Sister, what made you think to call me?"

Wu Qiangwei said solemnly, "Tell mom, if she sets up one more blind date for me, I’m not coming home for the New Year."

"Uh... Did mom arrange another blind date for you?" The man was embarrassed and then said, "Oh right, dad asked Uncle Hong to head over to your place, and I’ll come along."

Wu Qiangwei frowned, "What are you coming over for?"

"What do you mean by that, I’m your brother. You’re all alone in Lingjiang; of course, I’m worried about you. Plus, I’ve asked around—Lingjiang seems pretty chaotic; I’m coming over to help you out with any trouble."

"Heh, just take care of yourself."

Wu Qiangwei hung up the phone.

...

Song Guanchao parked his car and looked up at the luminous, modern styled club.

The security guards at the entrance were dressed in suits and ties, with muscles bulging under their clothes, all standing over one meter eighty.

They had short hair like steel pins, ASP batons on their waists, and miniature earpieces on, looking very professional.

One could tell at a glance that the club was not cheap.

Song Guanchao had just taken out his phone to contact Secretary Sun when Secretary Sun happened to come out from the club’s front door.

"Brother Song, this way."

Secretary Sun greeted him with a smile, slung an arm around his shoulder, and walked affectionately towards the club, "It’s not easy to get you to come out."

The lobby of the club was luxuriously decorated with an entire wall of marble reliefs on the left—a glance confirmed its expense.

On the right, a portion of the wall was carved out, housing a saltwater fish tank with swaying corals and colorful fish swimming about, pleasing to the eye.

Behind the front desk were several service staff, both male and female.

The women were young and beautiful with statuesque figures, dressed in uniform cheongsams.

The men were young and handsome, with stylish haircuts, and their muscular chests under their shirts made it hard for women to look away.

All the first floor of the club was private rooms, and Secretary Sun pulled him into one.

The private room was spacious, with dining and resting areas separated by a screen.

The floor was covered with a soft carpet, and all the furniture was high-end Chinese solid wood.

Secretary Sun snapped his fingers at the waiting staff, "Serve the food."

At the large eight-person table, there were only Song Guanchao and Secretary Sun.

"Come on, brother, have a seat."

Secretary Sun pressed him into a seat, picked up a beautifully wrapped bottle of Moutai liquor, and said, "50-year-old Moutai, this stuff is really good."

He poured a full glass for Song Guanchao and took a seat beside him.

Soon, the service staff came in one after another, serving dishes before leaving altogether.

Song Guanchao felt surprised inside; Secretary Sun at this moment, compared to the one he had seen during the day, seemed like a completely different person.

Confident and bold, the demeanor of a City Committee Secretary was unmistakable.

Gone was the low-key humility from earlier in the day.

"Come on, brother, bottoms up."

Secretary Sun raised his glass, and Song Guanchao pretended to be restrained, a little uncomfortable, touched his glass lightly with the other’s, and downed his drink.

Secretary Sun went to pour him more wine, but Song Guanchao quickly stopped him, "I’ll do it myself."

After a few drinks, Song Guanchao’s cheeks turned slightly red.

Though his alcohol tolerance was good, he tended to flush easily, which could be misleading.

Having drunk three or four ounces, Song Guanchao’s eyes began to look a bit unfocused, and he even started to slur his words.

He pointed at the dishes on the table and smacked his lips, "Brother Sun, this table of food must have cost quite a bit, huh?"

Secretary Sun answered indifferently, "Just small change."

Song Guanchao looked at the drink in his hand and said, "50-year-old Moutai, geez, I’ve never drunk such expensive alcohol in my life."

Secretary Sun smiled and said, "Brother, you’re now Secretary Wu’s assistant; so many people can’t wait to curry favor with you, what’s a bottle of liquor?"

Song Guanchao’s heart stirred, showing a mix of excitement and anticipation, "Brother Sun, what do you mean by that?"

Secretary Sun said, "Brother Song, it’s no fun being so standoffish."

"Hehe." Song Guanchao let out an awkward laugh and shook his head, "I’ve just become Secretary Wu’s secretary; I can’t afford to make mistakes."

The two of them ate and drank, and Secretary Sun was very talkative and learned, able to chat about anything under the sun.

Midway through the meal, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

The private room door opened, and a mature beauty wearing a cheongsam walked in.

The beautiful woman gracefully approached Secretary Sun, "Secretary Sun, I heard you were here, so I specially came over to toast to you."

She directly picked up Secretary Sun’s cup and downed it in one gulp.

Then she turned to look at Song Guanchao, "Secretary Sun, who is this distinguished guest?"

Secretary Sun introduced him, "This is Secretary Song, our Secretary Wu’s main man."

"So, it’s Secretary Song." The beautiful woman poured another cup and winked seductively at him, as if hinting at something.

"Secretary Song, I toast to you, please feel free."

She downed it in one go, appearing to be a lightweight as her body leaned in, her bosom rubbed against his arm a couple of times.

"Sorry, Secretary Song," the beautiful woman said as she stood up, fixing her hair and purposefully biting her lower lip.

This display of tender charm was pitiful to watch and hard to resist.

And the heart-shaped opening at the chest of her cheongsam was stretched tight by her ample bosom, as if they were about to pop out.

The slit on the side of the dress went up to the very root of her thigh, revealing a glimpse of her panties, a sight that got one’s blood racing.

Song Guanchao looked embarrassed, his gaze darting as if he wanted to look but dared not to.

The beautiful woman giggled constantly and poured another drink, this time sticking close to him, "Secretary Song, let me toast to you once more."

She kept on toasting him, glass after glass, with Secretary Sun leaning to the side, watching with a smile.

"Are all the secretaries at the City Committee as handsome as Secretary Song?"

The beautiful woman’s eyes were almost spinning.

"Uh, no, no," Song Guanchao grabbed his glass to drink, using it as an excuse to avoid her gaze.

Secretary Sun said, "Sister Lin, alright, stop teasing Brother Song."

Sister Lin giggled, then suddenly reached into the slit of her dress, and when she pulled her hand out, she had an exquisite card, which she thrust into Song Guanchao’s hand.

The card still held her warmth; who knew where she had been keeping it.

Sister Lin said with seductive eyes, "Secretary Song, this is a membership card for the club, you should come more often."

"I, I can’t accept this," Song Guanchao said as he put down the membership card, shaking his head repeatedly.

Sister Lin pouted, "Is Secretary Song looking down on me?"

"It’s not that, it’s just, I, I’m a civil servant, I can’t accept these things."

"Secretary Song, this isn’t bribery, it’s just a gift between friends. Besides, it’s not worth much. The membership card just gives you a discount."

"Just a discount?"

"That’s right, just a discount, you’ll still have to pay for meals."

Song Guanchao glanced at Secretary Sun, who said, "It’s just a discount."

"Then... I’ll accept it," Song Guanchao said, grabbing the membership card uncomfortably.

"Alright, Sister Lin, you can go now."

"Secretary Song, can we add each other as friends?"

"This..."

In the end, Song Guanchao still added her as a friend, and only then did Sister Lin leave contentedly.

After she left, Song Guanchao still stared after her, watching her back until the private room door closed, unable to take his eyes off her, filled with lingering thoughts.

Seeing him act like a lecherous fool, Secretary Sun chuckled secretly, after all, he was a young newcomer to the official scene.

It was said that the young man had just retired from the military service and probably hadn’t touched a woman in his years as a soldier.

Faced with an expert in the art of love like Sister Lin, he obviously couldn’t resist.

Teasingly, Secretary Sun asked, "So, are you interested in her?"

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