Official Career Storm

Qu Xiangru responded calmly, "Please tell the Old Lady that I've just taken on the role of Lingjiang City Secretary, and I'm very busy, so I might not find the time."

Jiang Yiren's lips moved slightly, finally, she softly muttered a "hmm."

After she left, Song Guanchao wanted to tease her, saying, aren't you looking for a blind date? Why are you refusing?

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

Qu Xiangru is different from other women.

Such teasing would only backfire.

Qu Xiangru seemed to be in a low mood. Her eyes were somewhat vacant, yet she suddenly asked, "What are your plans for New Year's?"

"Me?" Song Guanchao replied, "Of course, I'll go back on New Year's Eve, but there's a lot of work. After finishing up, I'll probably get home in the evening."

"Are you a local?"

"Yeah."

"That's nice."

Song Guanchao noticed her low spirits and wanted to comfort her but didn't know where to start.

"You go ahead with your work."

"Alright."

...

Secretary Sun's file was finally transferred to the City Government.

He is now Zheng Bihui's secretary.

However, he couldn't feel happy.

Because there were issues with the Fengmen Building project he was responsible for.

Mr. Tang had signed the contract very swiftly, yet until today, more than half a month had passed!

During such a long period, he still hadn't transferred the land transfer fee.

It was just dragged on.

Initially, he was too embarrassed to call because Mr. Tang had even ignored the grand master's calculated timing to sign the contract with him in advance.

But the delay was too long, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

After calling several times, Assistant Sun only said he would ask but never gave a specific answer.

He smoked a cigarette standing in the hallway and then called Assistant Sun once more.

"Brother Sun, when does Mr. Tang plan to start the project?" he asked patiently.

"Hey, don't even mention it."

Assistant Sun sounded a bit annoyed: "Last time, he signed the contract early, then Mr. Tang consulted a feng shui master from Hong Kong Island again, and they said the date was ruined. The start date has to be reset."

Secretary Sun felt guilty and moved at the same time.

"Brother Sun, has a new start date been set?"

"Yes."

"When?"

"Mid-year."

"Mid-year?"

Secretary Sun's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but say, "Brother Sun, are you messing with me?"

It's only the beginning of the year, what concept is mid-year?

Half a year!

By then, I'll be waiting for nothing!

With a cold tone, Assistant Sun asked, "Secretary Sun, what do you mean by that?"

"I-I didn't mean it that way, Brother Sun, I... beep beep."

Assistant Sun just hung up the phone.

Secretary Sun was so angry he almost threw his phone.

"Damn it!"

Seething with rage, Secretary Sun tried calling again, unwilling to give up.

But Assistant Sun simply wouldn't answer.

He was mentally exhausted.

Back at the office, the phone rang: "Xiao Sun, come in."

He walked into the office, and Zheng Bihui asked, "How's the Fengmen Building project going?"

Secretary Sun replied, "I just got off the phone with the other side; they'll be starting soon."

"Hmm, keep a close eye on it, this project cannot have problems. The quality of the construction must be controlled by you from start to finish."

"Understood!"

Leaving the office, Secretary Sun wore a bitter expression and continued calling Assistant Sun.

Eventually, the call connected.

"Secretary Sun, what's up?"

"Brother Sun, I was wrong in tone earlier, I apologize, please don't take it to heart."

"Humph!" Assistant Sun said, "If I was really taking it to heart, I wouldn't have answered this call."

"Yes, yes, yes," Secretary Sun said, "Brother Sun, just now Mayor Zheng asked about the project's progress. Starting mid-year is quite unreasonable."

Assistant Sun remained unmoved, "Even if it's unreasonable, there's nothing I can do, the date was set by the feng shui master, and I can't change it. If you feel it's inappropriate, call Mr. Tang directly, I'll send you Mr. Tang's number later."

Call Mr. Tang... he didn't dare.

"Brother Sun, the start date can be delayed, but the land payment needs to be transferred first."

"Land payment?" Assistant Sun questioned, "Hasn't the money arrived?"

This left Secretary Sun dumbfounded: "It was already sent?"

Assistant Sun snorted, "Nonsense, would Mr. Tang delay for such a trivial amount?"

Increasingly agitated, he said, "You didn't check if the money was received, and you're asking me for money? Sun Xiangwei, have you become so full of yourself? Do you really think Mr. Tang needs this project desperately?"

"No, no, no, Brother Sun, calm down, it's my fault, I'll treat you to a drink as an apology sometime."

It took considerable effort to calm Assistant Sun down, and after hanging up the phone, he headed straight to the Finance Bureau to find Director Gao.

"Director Gao, can you check if the Fengmen Building's land transfer fee has been received?"

Gao Liangwei found someone to check and said, "It hasn't arrived."

"It hasn't?"

Secretary Sun's eyes darted around, thinking, it must have just been transferred.

After all, for tens or hundreds of billions, the transfer wouldn't show up instantly; it would take at least two or three days.

Brother Sun said it was transferred, and someone as significant as Mr. Tang wouldn't delay such a small sum.

He felt relieved and said, "Director Gao, the Fengmen Building's land transfer fee should arrive in the next few days, please keep an eye on it and give me a call when it does, I'd be hugely grateful."

...

Song Guanchao received a call from Lu Feng, learning that Secretary Sun was being urged.

Let him be urged; the more urgency, the better.

It's right before New Year's after all.

If Secretary Sun has a happy New Year, then Song Guanchao wouldn't be happy.

"Let them bail out," Song Guanchao said.

Tang Zhengqiang and his crew could just disappear.

The next day was the weekend.

Next Tuesday would be New Year's.

Approaching New Year's, the city was less busy.

Only the train stations, airports, and long-distance bus stations needed tight security.

Other places had even less work than usual.

Migrant workers had already begun returning home, and many usually bustling streets in Lingjiang had quieted down.

Taking advantage of the weekend, Song Guanchao bought some New Year's supplies.

Apart from buying new clothes and supplements for his old parents, he also bought some cigarettes and alcohol, intending to visit Liang Jianfeng after the New Year.

By Sunday evening, Liang Jiajia finally had some free time to come back.

As soon as she got home, she headed straight for the bathroom.

Midway through her shower, Song Guanchao rushed in.

Just as he reached out his hand, Liang Jiajia's eyes lit up and she pounced forward, her intense enthusiasm catching Song Guanchao off guard.

With a touch below, my goodness, it was a deluge.

Counting the days, it had been quite some time since the two had been intimate.

"Mm, don't touch."

Liang Jiajia arched her back, preventing him from succeeding.

She licked Song Guanchao's chest muscles, squatting down to embrace his firm glutes, and opened her mouth, directly taking Xiao Song down her throat.

Before dating Song Guanchao, she didn't think much about it.

Once that door was opened, her womanly instincts were fully unleashed.

Having been away for so long, there were many nights she couldn't sleep, only able to press her legs together, reminiscing about her moments with Song Guanchao.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

The estrangement after a long time apart sparked the passion of their first meeting.

She worked her way along Xiao Song, licking both dangling parts, enveloping them with her breasts, moving in and out, igniting Song Guanchao's burning desires.

"Sit down." She closed the toilet lid, allowing Song Guanchao to sit.

Then she stood up, turned around, bent over with her buttocks arched, leaned back against Xiao Song, and slowly sat down.

"Ah~"

She let out a soulful moan, the sound waves like a bone-eroding blade, scraping at Song Guanchao's soul.