Official Career Storm
Chapter 80

Chapter 80: Chapter 80

Study.

Song Guanchao met the Vice Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee.

Secretary Wu, whose full name was Wu Xinan, was about 1.75 meters tall and maintained a very fit figure. His muscular arms were evident under his short-sleeved pajamas, and he stood with a straight posture, clearly a man who exercised regularly.

He wore a pair of rimless glasses, his eyes bright and exuding a faint scholarly charm, making him seem less like an official and more like an academic.

"Secretary Wu," Song Guanchao greeted politely.

"Hello, Secretary Song."

The two shook hands, and Song Guanchao sat down and asked directly, "What is your relationship with Secretary Wang from the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee?"

Wu Xinan, unsure of Song Guanchao’s purpose for the evening, listened to his question without immediately responding; instead, he asked, "Did Secretary Wu send you here?"

Song Guanchao shook his head, also aware that Wu would not readily answer his question without understanding his motives.

He didn’t know much about him, but Song was clear about Wu through Wu Yun.

He knew that, like Liang Hao in Lingjiang, Wu belonged to the politically unaffiliated "three-no’s" background.

Such individuals were potential political connections that could be cultivated and developed.

Song Guanchao said, "This evening, someone attempted to corrupt me; they didn’t bribe me, but I believe it won’t be long before they become bolder, gradually testing my limits."

Wu Xinan’s eyes flickered, and combining the inquiry about his relationship with the secretary of the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee, he quickly realized the purpose of Song’s visit.

He intended to report these matters to the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee in advance.

However, he was uncertain whether the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee was trustworthy.

He didn’t trust the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee, but he trusted himself.

Wu Xinan keenly grasped the crux of the matter.

Wu Xinan asked, "Did you speak with Secretary Wu about this?"

Song Guanchao shook his head, "Secretary Wu is my immediate superior, and discussing this with her is pointless."

Such matters needed to be reported directly to the Disciplinary Committee, or perhaps, to higher authorities.

Like those at the provincial level.

But he definitely shouldn’t speak directly with Wu Qiangwei.

Reporting to her could lead to suspicions if someone else leaked the matter, as they were part of the same interest group.

Wu Xinan came to a realization as well, nodded, and said, "I often deal with Secretary Wang, but we don’t have much personal contact."

Hearing this, Song Guanchao essentially understood his meaning.

Secretary Wang of the City Disciplinary Inspection Committee was not trustworthy.

At least, not in the eyes of Wu Xinan.

As Song Guanchao was about to leave, Wu Xinan suddenly pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took one out for him, and lit it.

The two smoked in the study.

Wu Xinan suddenly said, "When Secretary Wu first took office, she arrested Li Fuhai; you know about that, right?"

Song Guanchao paused, nodded, and immediately grasped what Wu Xinan was implying.

The evidence against Li Fuhai was delivered by Liang Hao to the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee.

The Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee then passed the evidence to Wu Qiangwei.

That meant the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee was trustworthy!

Wu Xinan’s suggestion was for him to approach the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Committee.

After finishing their cigarettes, Song Guanchao got up to leave.

Wu Xinan had nothing else to mention; there was no need.

Song Guanchao’s decision to visit him had already sent a message.

That was, he regarded Wu Xinan as one of his own.

And in doing so, he was effectively aligning himself with Wu Qiangwei.

As he left the study, Wu Yun ran up to him, "Do you want to eat something?"

"It’s too late, I need to head back, I have to get up early to meet with Secretary Wu."

"Alright," Wu Yun pouted, appearing to want to say more, but Wu Xinan also came out of the study by then.

Seeing his daughter’s expression, Wu Xinan suddenly smiled.

A girl smitten, how could a father not notice?

Song Guanchao had heard of him.

However, he didn’t know much about Song Guanchao.

Today was his first encounter.

From their initial contact, he had a fairly good impression of the young man.

But Song Guanchao was not a suitable match.

After Song Guanchao had left, Wu Xinan asked, "Do you like Xiao Song?"

"Ah, Dad, what are you talking about!" Wu Yun panicked, as if the biggest secret in her heart had been uncovered.

Wu Xinan sighed lightly and said, "Secretary Song is indeed talented, very clear-headed, and knows what he wants. But such a man is not a suitable son-in-law."

Wu Yun felt dissatisfied, "Why isn’t he a good son-in-law?"

Wu Xinan shook his head and said, "The things he’s done, which of them has been easy? Not to mention far-off matters, just take the steering group incident—joining the group as a driver, yet suppressing everyone else and single-handedly solving the existing problems of Chengda Company. With such capability, how many in Lingjiang City could compare?"

"If I’m not mistaken, the affair of Yang Yongqiang and the others was his doing too."

"This position of Secretary to the Secretary isn’t something you can maintain without a ruthless heart and harsh measures."

"Men like him have only two possible futures."

Wu Yun quickly asked, "What two possibilities?"

Wu Xinan said, "Either he soars to great heights or he destroys himself."

He looked at his daughter and advised, "Xiao Yun, you can’t handle this man. Getting too close will only hurt you."

Wu Yun pursed her lips, her eyes fluttering, seemingly lost in thought, and she remained silent for a long time.

Wu Xinan walked towards his study with his hands behind his back.

He still had much more to say.

For instance, how did Song Guanchao go from being a driver for a disgraced vice mayor to driving for Secretary Wu in the City Committee?

Even Song Guanchao himself didn’t know that his name had already been widely circulated in Lingjiang City’s official circles.

From bottom to top, there was hardly anyone who didn’t know.

Regarding his transfer to the City Committee to drive for Secretary Wu, many believed that Secretary Wu needed a person with a clean profile.

But, as someone who also transitioned from the military to the deputy secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, Wu Xinan keenly sensed that it might not have been Secretary Wu who took the initiative to notice Song Guanchao.

It was very likely that it was Song Guanchao who took the initiative.

A retired soldier with no political resources or connections, yet capable of immediately connecting with Secretary Wu after his superiors fell from power.

Such ability could no longer be described simply as formidable, but fierce!

This young man was bold, meticulous, ruthless, and had tremendous initiative.

With careful cultivation and strategic planning, his future achievements were bound to be remarkable!

As a political network, Wu Xinan was willing to interact with such a person.

Because although ruthless and scheming, he had basic human principles and clearly knew what he wanted, always avoiding tarnishing his reputation for trivial gains.

His ambitions were far reaching, not to be confined by the small prefecture-level city of Lingjiang.

But as a lover, he was not a good match.

He didn’t want his daughter to get too involved with him.

Romantic relationships, however, aren’t like math problems; there are no standard solutions.

Particularly as his daughter was in the prime of youth, and a man like Song Guanchao, with his allure to women, was virtually invincible.

He sighed softly and decided not to intervene.

As a father, he couldn’t always protect his daughter; she would understand once she experienced setbacks herself.

...

On the way back, Liang Jiajia didn’t ask what he had discussed with Wu Xinan.

Although she was straightforward and carefree, she was a girl who knew her limits, as meticulous as hair.

Moreover, she clearly understood that it was best to maintain a certain sense of boundary in relationships.

Crossing it would only lead to resentment.

When they got home, just as Song Guanchao had laid down, Liang Jiajia suddenly yanked off his underwear, her small hand stroking several times before she took the initiative to climb on top of him, her strong, tight long legs straddling him.

Her small hand held his member, adjusted slightly, and then enveloped him.

Song Guanchao was stupefied, watching as Liang Jiajia twisted her waist, creating a breathtaking arc, her round firm buttocks rising and falling with a slapping sound.

This fierce assault was almost too much for Song Guanchao to handle.

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