Official Career Storm

Chapter 1639

A few minutes later.

After listening to Song Guanchao’s account, Su Nanzhi suddenly understood what was going on.

As a journalist, she was interested in the injustice between classes, but had no interest in Song Guanchao’s attempt to attract investment.

She curled her lips: "I thought it was something important."

Song Guanchao laughed and said: "Why, do you feel like you’ve lost out?"

"What would I lose?" Su Nanzhi’s eyes were alluring, glancing at his abs, then below them: "I received the service for free, if there’s any loss, it’s yours."

This woman was truly carefree.

Song Guanchao pulled her into his arms, turned over and pressed down: "Then let me serve you well again."

"Come on!" Su Nanzhi hooked his neck, showing no hesitation despite it being the first time.

...

Song Guanchao didn’t dare stay with her for too long. After feeding her twice, he left.

He held the list of companies provided by Su Nanzhi, returned to his room, and pondered his next move.

He didn’t need to worry about the corruption case as long as Secretary Zhuang didn’t flip-flop; cooperation between the two provinces would be beneficial for both.

What he needed to consider now was listing all the entrepreneurs in Pinghai City who had suffered persecution from local officials.

Then contacting each one and signing investment agreements for Jiangzhou City.

This is a big project, and he definitely can’t handle it alone.

He needs to pull some people from Jiangzhou.

Thinking of this, he called Fu Ying to come over.

A few minutes later, Fu Ying arrived.

Song Guanchao briefly explained the situation to her. Upon hearing this, Fu Ying’s eyes lit up with excitement, visibly thrilled.

She bit her lip, looking at him emotionally.

She naturally knew this was a benefit Song Guanchao intentionally shared with her.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"What did you say?" Song Guanchao raised an eyebrow: "Between us, there’s no need for thanks?"

Fu Ying thought he was angry, quickly explaining: "I, I..."

Song Guanchao snorted softly, pulling her into his embrace, grabbing forcefully at her perfectly shaped bum: "What? Treating me like an outsider?"

"No..."

"I’m not happy now, tell me, what should you do?" Song Guanchao teased her.

Fu Ying bashfully raised her eyelids, her bum starting to heat under his touch, slick between her thighs.

She sat up from his embrace, unbuttoned her trousers, letting her black pants fall to her ankles, revealing a full bum.

On her bum, a black lace thong was attached.

As she was about to remove it together, Song Guanchao’s phone suddenly rang; it was a call from Wu Qiangwei.

Fu Ying glanced at it, saw Song Guanchao picking up the phone; she removed her hand from the thong and began unbuttoning Song Guanchao’s pants.

"Hello..." As Song Guanchao answered the call, Fu Ying had already unbuttoned him, pulling out Xiao Song.

He glanced down, Fu Ying was already kneeling at his feet, her bum up, leaning on his thigh, taking Xiao Song in her mouth.

Fu Ying deliberately raised her eyes, teasing him with seductive eyes as she moved.

Song Guanchao’s lips felt dry until Wu Qiangwei’s voice from the call pulled him back.

"Now? Did she say anything?"

"Embezzled funds... Hahaha, I got it, I’ll be right over."

Song Guanchao hung up and pulled Fu Ying up, lightly patting her bum; she understood, obediently turned over, lay on the bed, and elevated her bum.

She reached back, tugged down the thong to her thigh root, then grabbed her bum, spreading it before Song Guanchao, welcoming him.

This action lit the flame in Song Guanchao’s heart.

Song Guanchao immediately pressed her hand, entering deeply.

"Ah~" Fu Ying cried out, her calves curling, her pearl-like feet bunching.

Song Guanchao held her waist, heavily breathing, furiously moving.

Because he needed to go to the city bureau to handle something, Song Guanchao ended it quickly.

The time was short, but the quality was high.

"Let’s go," Song Guanchao dressed her pants; her legs were still weak, walking unsteadily.

The hotel was near the city bureau, ten minutes later Song Guanchao arrived at the bureau.

In the office, Director Hou, Hall Director Qi, along with Wu Qiangwei and Director Liang, and Huang Ronghua were present.

Director Hou asked: "Director Song, the person who contacted Secretary Xue last night, was that your person?"

"Yes."

"Have all the embezzled funds been transferred?"

Director Hou was very focused on the embezzled funds. After finishing other matters today, he specifically investigated, only to find out that more than five billion in embezzled funds had all been transferred.

It should be noted, from Secretary Xue’s order to pursue Wu Qiangwei and others until their arrival in Pinghai City, it was only half a day.

Director Hou couldn’t believe, that in such a short time, those three transferred more than five billion.

Thus he personally interrogated Secretary Xue, Mayor Fang, and Director Hu.

Secretary Xue, seeing the situation already lost, was quite cooperative and admitted to having started transferring funds yesterday.

But Mayor Fang and Director Hu did not admit it.

Their answers were consistent with his analysis.

So here came the question.

How were Mayor Fang and Director Hu’s funds also transferred?

Song Guanchao revealed his prepared rhetoric: "Last night, we interrogated Director Hu. Through Director Hu, we learned about the fund movements of Secretary Xue and Mayor Fang."

"Immediately sent people over; upon arrival, they found all the cash in the accounts had been transferred."

"We are not technical personnel, so we don’t know where they transferred to."

Director Hou frowned: "Mayor Fang was controlled by you since noon yesterday?"

"Yes."

"He was controlled before you were wanted?"

"Yes."

"Alright, then Director Song, tell me how he managed to instruct his subordinates to transfer funds while under your control?"

This question’s tone was very unfriendly.

Hall Director Qi and the others noticed this, sensing Director Hou’s suspicion of Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao shook his head: "Director Hou shouldn’t ask me, but instead ask Mayor Fang. This is his money, controlled by his people. Without his permission, no one can move it at will."

Director Hou coldly said: "The current situation is that neither Mayor Fang nor Director Hu have instructed their people to transfer funds, yet the embezzled funds have indeed been transferred!"

Song Guanchao frowned at him: "Director Hou, are you suspecting me?"

Director Hou chuckled coldly: "Mayor Fang and Director Hu’s money is controlled by their relatives or company members. The first person to contact them was someone you sent. I moved up rank from a frontline officer to Police Hall Director; my instinct as a cop tells me you’re the most suspicious."

He was candid about his suspicion.

Song Guanchao said "Oh": "Reasonable suspicion is certainly fine. Since Director Hou has suspicion, then go find evidence. If you have evidence, cuff me."

This attitude stunned Director Hou for two seconds, then he became enraged, slamming the table: "Song Guanchao, what kind of attitude is this?"

Song Guanchao smiled: "Director Hou, what do you think my attitude should be? Right now, it’s you who are groundlessly suspecting me. How come you’re the one getting angry? Shouldn’t it be me who should be angry?"

"What’s groundless? This is logical judgement, reasonable suspicion! Song Guanchao, adjust your attitude!"

"My attitude is proper, as I said, if you have suspicion, find evidence, instead of shouting at me."

Song Guanchao asked: "Director Hou, anything else? If not, I’ll be leaving."

"Stop right there!" Director Hou shouted, grabbing his phone from the desk and dialing a number: "Come in!"

A dozen seconds later, the office door was pushed open, and two police officers walked in.

Director Hou pointed at Song Guanchao: "Cuff him!"