Official Career Storm

"Having a daughter at home is like having a treasure!"

Song Guanchao tossed his phone aside, picked up her petite body, and lifted her legs.

"No, stop it... ah!"

Her pleas for mercy were ineffective, as her cheeks quickly turned crimson.

Song Guanchao captured her jelly-like lips, savoring her youthful and vibrant body.

Before, he always deliberately avoided and restrained himself.

After breaking through this barrier, Song Guanchao seemed like a different person.

Zeng Li was like a little enchantress, her curvaceous body immensely enticing to men.

Usually clad in women's suits, appearing both pure and adorable, but at this moment, she revealed her mature and sexy side.

This ever-changing style made Song Guanchao unable to control himself.

It wasn't until past three in the afternoon that the storm finally ceased.

Zeng Li lay like a puddle of water on the bed, completely exhausted.

"Bad guy, always messing with me!"

"You were the one who took the initiative. What, regretting it now?"

"Hmph."

Zeng Li squirmed under the covers, and accidentally brushed her thigh against him, startled to find that he was already aroused again. "Are you still not done?"

"Ahem." Song Guanchao, embarrassed, didn't know what to say.

With her eyes brimming like autumn water, Zeng Li suddenly leaned closer to him, "Do you really like me?"

The body's reaction doesn't lie.

She could sense from Song Guanchao's actions that he was very interested in her body, feeling a bit unsatisfied.

"If I didn't like you, why would I do anything with you?"

Song Guanchao glanced at the time, and said, "It's getting late, I must hurry to investigate the situation at the City Government."

Now that it's certain the issue lies within the City Government, it'll be easier to investigate.

He just needed to check if there were any large projects recently at the City Government...

Wait!

Song Guanchao was startled.

He suddenly remembered something.

A few days ago, Zheng Bihui used a hundred-billion-dollar project as bait and promised him a promotion within a year.

Then, this morning, Secretary Sun found the Industrial and Commercial Bureau for a newly established company, urging them to expedite the review.

He remembered the company had a registered capital of one billion but only actually paid fifty thousand.

What kind of company was that?

He tried to recall but couldn't remember.

"What are you dazing about?"

"I think I have a lead on what that trickster is up to."

"Then hurry and go."

"Alright." Song Guanchao quickly got dressed, noticing she was still lying in bed, "Aren't you going back?"

"I'm too exhausted." Zeng Li said plaintively.

Song Guanchao felt a bit awkward, being experienced while Zeng Li had no experience at all, she couldn't handle his energy.

"You rest well, I'll bring you food later."

"I want ribs, braised pork, I need to replenish myself properly."

"You're the hero now, you can eat whatever you want."

Leaving the hotel, Song Guanchao returned to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Seeing Song Guanchao coming again, Si Qingqing was puzzled.

"Bring out the information about that newly established company from this morning and print me a copy."

Soon, Xu Suyi brought over a document.

Song Guanchao grabbed the document and left immediately.

He returned to the City Committee, didn't go to see Wu Qiangwei, but sat down and opened the document in hand to examine it carefully.

This newly established company was called Huaxing Company, a real estate development company, with a legal representative named Yuan Xingnong.

Yuan Xingnong's related information was also printed out.

This man, around forty, unremarkable in appearance, registered in Chaoshan.

Now he only speculated that this newly established company was the hundred-billion project Zheng Bihui mentioned.

But there was no substantial evidence to prove it.

Moreover, he had no idea what this hundred-billion project actually was.

Zheng Bihui had concealed this matter so well, not a hint of information had leaked out.

However, it's certain that Tang Zhengqiang's attempt to sell him the information was very likely about the hundred-billion project mentioned by Zheng Bihui.

Only such a number could potentially affect the careers of the top leaders and meet the conditions for his own advancement.

But what exactly was the specifics of this project?

He didn't fall into a dead end.

With the lack of information, mere speculation would lead nowhere.

He stood up, knocked on the door, and entered the office.

Seeing the files in his hand, Wu Qiangwei asked, "Any leads?"

"Yes."

He handed over the documents, Wu Qiangwei took them and asked, "What's this?"

"A newly established real estate company, Mayor Zheng requested the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to cooperate and expedite the relevant procedures."

"Does this company have a problem?"

"There should be, but it's uncertain."

Song Guanchao said, "I got some other information now."

"Go ahead."

Then, Song Guanchao detailed Zeng Li's analysis.

The more Wu Qiangwei listened, the brighter her eyes became, and after hearing everything, she stared at him for a moment before saying, "Did you analyze this?"

"No." Song Guanchao wasn't shameless enough to take all the credit, but he couldn't mention Zeng Li either.

After all, Wu Qiangwei didn't know he and Zeng Li had known each other for a while.

"I found a few friends, brainstormed over a few packs of cigarettes."

"I think their analysis makes a lot of sense, and I also called Tang Zhengqiang to test the waters."

"Judging from Tang Zhengqiang's reaction, this is likely the truth."

"What does the Secretary think of this analysis?"

Wu Qiangwei said, "The direction should be correct."

She was surprised and curious about who exactly had made this analysis.

After all, everyone had the same information.

But they didn't analyze it, yet the other had figured it out.

This divergence in thinking was quite terrifying.

Song Guanchao said, "I told Tang Zhengqiang that if he's willing, I could pay a million for his information. I guess he might agree. Even if he doesn't, it doesn't matter now; the direction is right. We just need to clarify what exactly is Mayor Zheng's hundred-billion project."

Wu Qiangwei pondered for a moment, then asked, "Did you tell Secretary Qu?"

"No." Song Guanchao asked, "Should I tell her?"

"Yes."

Wu Qiangwei said, "She handed over the Fengmen Building project to me, so this matter affects her as well. Consider it as giving back."

Song Guanchao nodded, and Wu Qiangwei said, "You go tell her."

"Me?" He was surprised, why would he be asked to do it?

Wu Qiangwei said, "Let her owe you another favor."

Song Guanchao was stunned, lost in thought.

If Wu Qiangwei went to her, then it would be her favor.

A favor from an Executive Deputy Governor, not necessarily useful now, but certainly useful in the future.

Moreover, if a hundred-billion project goes wrong, the impact on Qu Xiangru would be immense.

Yet she was giving such a huge favor to him.

Wu Qiangwei was taking good care of him, and this care exceeded the usual concern a leader has for a secretary.

Wu Qiangwei felt a bit uncomfortable under his gaze, brushed her hair, and said, "Go on."

Song Guanchao stood up instantly, the movement quite loud, the chair nearly toppling over as it bounced back.

With a fervent gaze, he looked at Wu Qiangwei and said, "Secretary, you're so good to me, I really don't know how to repay you. How about I offer you my life in return!"