Official Career Storm

Song Guanchao and the Jiang family have conflicts, and not minor ones.

He has no favorable impression of Qu Xiangru's grandmother, or any of the elders or peers.

But Jiang Yiren is an exception.

This girl isn't very scheming. To put it nicely, she's naive; harshly, she's a bit slow-witted.

So, Song Guanchao explained the matter to her in detail.

At first, Jiang Yiren indeed felt that he was disrespecting her. They had clearly agreed he would pick her up after dinner, yet she waited outside for nearly half an hour, feeling quite uncomfortable.

But as he spoke more, Jiang Yiren gradually realized he wasn't disrespecting her.

"That's how it is. I'm late tonight because I went to meet with the scammer, which caused the delay."

After finishing, Song Guanchao added, "Of course, this is indeed my fault. I didn't allocate my time well and kept you waiting. That's my mistake, I apologize to you."

Song Guanchao was very experienced in handling such matters.

A sincere apology is a must.

Jiang Yiren is a reasonable girl; she doesn't make unreasonable scenes.

As expected, after he spoke, the anger had long vanished from Jiang Yiren's face.

"Take me home."

On the way, Jiang Yiren seemed like she wanted to break the awkward tension, but didn't know where to start.

It would naturally be inappropriate to let the girl take the initiative, so Song Guanchao tactfully broke the ice, "Did you manage to get anything out of Secretary Sun tonight?"

"Yes."

Jiang Yiren said, "Mayor Zheng does have a big project, which involves developing the Tongchi District."

"A real estate project?"

"Yes," Jiang Yiren said, "It's said that the initial investment has reached 7 billion."

"Quite an appetite."

A 7 billion investment, under normal circumstances, bank loans would account for at least half.

But loans require collateral.

The usual real estate company strategy is to first take loans to buy land, then use the land as collateral to secure a second loan from the bank.

Some unscrupulous companies might even use the completed buildings as collateral for yet another loan from the bank.

But not every company can get a loan from the bank.

Newly established companies, typical shell companies, aren't foolish enough for banks to lend to.

However, this company has the backing of the city government, and since they dare to do it, they must have solutions to these issues.

Jiang Yiren asked, "How does Secretary Qu plan to solve this? Will he tell Mayor Zheng?"

"Why tell him?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yiren was confused, "So are you planning to directly arrest them?"

"Why arrest them?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yiren was utterly perplexed.

Not telling Mayor Zheng, and not arresting them.

So what's the plan?

Song Guanchao said, "If it were resolved just like that, do you think Mayor Zheng would thank Secretary Qu?"

"He wouldn't; he'd only feel Secretary Qu embarrassed him."

"Moreover, even if they told Mayor Zheng, do you think he'd believe it?"

"After all, the scammers haven't succeeded yet. At least for now, they seem like legitimate investors, coming to Lingjiang to invest and contribute to its construction."

"Only when the money is gone and the situation is confirmed, will Mayor Zheng believe he's been conned."

"And only then can the police make arrests. There's a certain order to these things."

Jiang Yiren frowned, "But once the money is gone, how do you get it back?"

Song Guanchao smiled and said, "We already know they're scammers, the ball's in our court. What's there to worry about?"

Jiang Yiren was momentarily dazed, then realized she had asked a silly question.

She blushed a little, feeling a bit silly.

When the car reached the residential area where she lived, Song Guanchao said, "Rest early, and don't mention this to anyone."

"Okay, I won't say anything."

Jiang Yiren unbuckled her seatbelt, contemplating whether to invite him up for a while.

But then she remembered that she invited him last time, and he refused.

Inviting him now would probably lead to another rejection.

Might as well not bother.

She felt a slight sense of gloom.

She opened the door when suddenly Song Guanchao's voice came from behind, "Not going to invite me up?"

A flash of joy crossed Jiang Yiren's mind, mixed with a hint of annoyance.

This jerk!

Last time I invited him, he didn't come!

This time I don't, and he wants to come!

"Hmph! Not inviting!"

She closed the door petulantly and walked towards the stairs with her bag.

Just as she entered the stairwell, she heard footsteps behind her, turning around to see Song Guanchao had followed her up at some point.

She wanted to smile but felt she shouldn't, making her expression look a bit odd.

"Why are you following me?"

"To walk you up," Song Guanchao said, "You're so beautiful, what if someone with ill intentions follows you?"

Being complimented by him, Jiang Yiren felt much better.

The elevator arrived, and they walked in. Jiang Yiren pressed the floor button.

Facing the elevator door, they stood side by side.

She placed her hands holding the bag in front of her, glancing secretly at Song Guanchao from the corner of her eye.

Song Guanchao carried a faint tobacco scent that smelled nice.

His tall figure standing beside her made her feel very safe.

"Are you peeking at me?" Song Guanchao suddenly turned his head, and Jiang Yiren, like a little hamster, panicked a bit.

"Who's peeking at you."

"You are."

Song Guanchao said, "Even though I'm handsome, there's no need to sneak a look. If you want to look, just look openly. I won't say anything."

"Narcissist." Jiang Yiren's face turned bright red, her heart pounding fiercely.

The elevator arrived, and Song Guanchao walked her to her door. Seeing that he didn't intend to come in, she frowned, "You're not coming in?"

"It's enough to walk you to the door; I won't come in."

Song Guanchao said, "It's late at night, just the two of us, and you're so pretty, I might not be able to control myself."

"Hmph, only know how to say sweet things."

Jiang Yiren knew he was intentionally saying such things and didn't dislike him for it.

"I helped you today; you owe me a date, which makes it two dates now!"

She waved her little fist and said, "If you try to back out, I..."

She intended to make a threat but couldn't think of a threat when the words reached her lips.

It seemed there was nothing she could use to threaten him, which made her a bit discouraged.

"Don't worry, I promised to accompany you on a date, and I definitely will."

"Go in now."

"Hey."

"What now?"

"Don't you owe me two dates?"

"Yes."

"I want to exchange one of them for a request."

"What request?"

"Come here," she beckoned with her finger.

Song Guanchao leaned over.

"A little closer."

Song Guanchao continued to move closer until there was just a fist's width between them. At such close proximity, Jiang Yiren felt her body tense up under her clothes.

Despite wearing flat shoes, her height was nearly 1.8 meters, just half a head shorter than Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao slightly lowered his head, and she could even feel his warm breath.

"Kiss me," she murmured, almost like a mosquito buzzing, and Song Guanchao couldn't catch it.

"What?"

"I said, kiss me," she mustered the courage and raised her voice slightly.

What on earth kind of request is that?

But looking at the nearly flawless beautiful face in front of him, Song Guanchao couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

Jiang Yiren was very nervous, afraid he wouldn't agree, and also scared he would, feeling very conflicted inside.

Suddenly, she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist, and her body leaned toward Song Guanchao.

She watched as Song Guanchao's face rapidly enlarged in her view.

The next second, her lips were sealed.

The overwhelming masculine hormones almost stifled her, causing her to let out a soft moan as her delicate body went limp in Song Guanchao's embrace.