Official Career Storm

Back at the party school, Song Guanchao said, "Change your clothes. Cheng Xiang, put on something casual. Old Chen, Yiren, you two wear something sexy, and it's best if you put on some makeup."

Chen Yirou frowned, "What are you planning?"

Song Guanchao said, "We need to investigate a case tonight."

"Investigate a case? Why the makeup? And those clothes?"

"Just do it. If you don't want to, forget it. The three of us will go out, and you can stay at the party school tonight."

"I was just asking." Seeing he wouldn't elaborate, Chen Yirou dropped the subject.

By five o'clock, the four of them gathered in the dormitory lobby.

Song Guanchao had also changed into jeans and a T-shirt, casually styling his hair with wax.

His facial features were rugged, his nose straight, exuding a strong masculine vibe.

Cheng Xiang wasn't bad-looking either, somewhat on the cute side, but not as tall as Song Guanchao.

Standing together, they looked like a classic couple.

The two women, after putting on makeup, were breathtakingly beautiful.

Especially Jiang Yiren, in a cool strap dress, her long, white legs were impossible to look away from.

Her slim waist was mesmerizing, her full hips made one swallow hard, and although not overly large, her bust was ample.

This figure was simply perfect.

Chen Yirou, while not as stunning as Jiang Yiren, had a lasting beauty.

At Song Guanchao's request, she rarely wore makeup.

Her black straight hair, usually tied up, was loose today, making her skin look especially fair.

A teardrop mole accented her gentle, tender aura.

The outfit change also surprised Song Guanchao.

Perhaps it was because she usually dressed so conservatively, that the stark contrast of this tight-fitting stepmother dress was striking.

Her usual attire didn't highlight her figure much, but now, under the contours of the stepmother dress, Song Guanchao realized she had a truly hot figure!

Moreover, her lazy demeanor added the finishing touch.

Although not as beautiful as Jiang Yiren, that aura was incredibly captivating!

Song Guanchao withdrew his gaze and said, "Let's go to Wanlin Road."

Wanlin Road was Jiangzhou City's entertainment street.

Bars, KTVs, clubs... This place was filled with all kinds of entertainment venues.

They parked the car nearby.

Just after getting out of the car, the diners queuing at the roadside restaurants turned their gaze and stared at the two women.

Some young hooligans, smoking and openly gawking.

Probably because Song Guanchao didn't look easy to mess with, they just looked, not daring to whistle or tease.

Facing such attention, Jiang Yiren seemed unfazed.

On the contrary, she carried herself with grace, as if ignoring the covetous eyes, full of charisma.

This surprised Song Guanchao.

But then again, it was only natural.

Jiang Yiren grew up in the Jiang Family; what grand scene hadn't she witnessed?

Being stared at by a bunch of roadside youngsters couldn't faze her at all.

In contrast, Chen Yirou appeared a little uneasy.

"Let's eat here then."

Song Guanchao stopped outside a bustling restaurant, where there was a queue.

While waiting in line, Cheng Xiang asked, "Old Song, where do we go after eating?"

"To the bar."

Chen Yirou asked, "What are we doing at a bar?"

Cheng Xiang analyzed, "If you're going to a bar, what are you investigating?"

Song Guanchao wouldn't go to such a place without a reason.

He remembered clearly that last time when Jiang Yiren invited Song Guanchao to a bar, he refused.

Song Guanchao nodded, "I'll explain when we get there."

After about ten minutes of waiting, it was finally their turn.

They ordered a table full of food, with Song Guanchao footing the bill.

"Don't fight me on this; this is all reimbursable."

Song Guanchao paid and led them out.

By now, dusk had settled, and the streets were bustling with more people.

The nightlife in the Provincial City was just beginning.

"How about this one."

Song Guanchao stopped and looked at the bar in front of them.

Cheng Xiang was sure Song Guanchao was here to investigate the bar, but unclear on how he planned to do so.

Cheng Xiang was curious and analyzing internally, what useful information had Song Guanchao discovered?

Everyone had seen the same files and received the same information. How could he uncover what others couldn't?

Cheng Xiang was filled with a deep sense of defeat, realizing the gap between them was rather large.

Inside the bar, the deafening music made one's heart seem to resonate with the beat.

Flashing lights swept back and forth, as young men and women on the dance floor moved their bodies, releasing hormones.

In the booths, men and women drank and chatted; occasionally, you could see couples embracing, some men even slipping their hands under women's skirts, doing who knows what.

They selected a booth, and as soon as they sat down, a server came over.

Song Guanchao ordered drinks, a fruit platter, and snacks, which were promptly served.

Before they had even sipped their drinks, a man approached, asking the women for their numbers.

Jiang Yiren flatly refused, and the man, embarrassed, glanced at Chen Yirou, but after being brushed off by Jiang Yiren, seeking a number from another was futile, so he slinked away.

Song Guanchao picked up a slice of watermelon and beckoned to Jiang Yiren.

Jiang Yiren leaned over, and Song Guanchao whispered, "Loosen up a bit. If someone asks for your number, give it to them. Also, smile more; don't keep a cold face."

Jiang Yiren frowned, "I don't want to smile."

Song Guanchao said, "If you don't smile, tonight's task will be hard to accomplish."

Jiang Yiren asked, "What exactly are you up to?"

Song Guanchao said, "I plan to investigate through the drug route."

He briefly explained to her what he intended to do.

He also shared their purpose for coming here tonight.

He intended to use Jiang Yiren as bait to find the small-time dealers.

Although Wen Ru gave him a list, even with it, going directly to confront people would yield no admissions.

So the list was just a reference to ensure he was looking at the right people.

But the approach had to change.

After hearing his explanation, Jiang Yiren felt both astonished and impressed.

"Got it." She nodded, no longer icy.

Cheng Xiang and Chen Yirou were curious, Cheng Xiang leaned in, "Old Song, now that we're at the bar, what's next? Any tasks for me?"

Song Guanchao knew what he wanted to ask, so he didn't hide it; they were already there, so it was time to tell them.

He explained the situation he analyzed and what they needed to do next.

After listening, Cheng Xiang came to understand.

"For you, it's simple. Try to act like an addict and see if any sellers target you."

Typically, dealers only do business with familiar faces.

Or through introductions by acquaintances.

Being their first time here, complete strangers, it was difficult to make contact.

Cheng Xiang nodded, understanding.

But acting like an addict, that was a challenging task.

Seeing him whispering with Jiang Yiren and Cheng Xiang, Chen Yirou couldn't hold back.

She shifted over, sitting beside him, and spoke loudly into his ear, "What do I need to do?"

Song Guanchao rubbed his ear and beckoned her closer.

Chen Yirou leaned in, ear tilted.

Song Guanchao leaned in too, misjudging the distance. Just as he started to speak, his lips brushed against her delicate earlobe.

Some women's earlobes are extremely sensitive.

Evidently, Chen Yirou belonged to that sensitive sort.

At the touch, her body involuntarily trembled slightly, her earlobe turned pink visibly, and her lips parted gently, exhaling sweet, warm breath.

Song Guanchao guessed she'd moaned, but the bar was too noisy to hear it.