Official Career Storm

Chapter 1637

In the restaurant, Song Guanchao picked a seat by the window.

The dishes were served, and starving all day, Song Guanchao grabbed his chopsticks and devoured the food ravenously.

Slowing down only after half-full, he said, "Have you forgotten the purpose of our visit to Pinghai this time?"

"No, but it’s inconvenient now." Wu Qiangwei shook her head. Something big just happened in Pinghai City, even the inspection team got dragged into it.

Besides, she still had to handle the case at hand, leaving no time to deal with investment promotion.

Song Guanchao chuckled, "It’s precisely the right time."

Wu Qiangwei was puzzled, listening to him, "Did you forget what Secretary Xue and the others did?"

"Wasn’t it corruption?"

"Apart from corruption?"

"Apart from corruption..." Wu Qiangwei shook her head.

Song Guanchao tapped the table with his fingers, "Forcibly seizing shares of local private enterprises, remember?"

Wu Qiangwei nodded, of course she didn’t forget.

But isn’t that still corruption? She didn’t quite understand what Song Guanchao was getting at.

"Journalist Su received a report from local entrepreneurs, which is why she came to Pinghai City to investigate and then got arrested."

"Although I haven’t specifically communicated with that journalist, the total amount of funds Secretary Xue and his group transferred exceeded five billion. From this amount, you can deduce how many entrepreneurs’ shares they seized."

"If you were a local entrepreneur in Pinghai City encountering such a thing, what would you do?"

Wu Qiangwei thought for a moment, "Report it?"

"Reporting is just one way, but what if reporting is useless?"

Song Guanchao didn’t keep her guessing, directly saying, "If it were me, I would definitely find a way to leave Pinghai City and relocate the company."

Wu Qiangwei vaguely grasped something, but it was still unclear.

"Even though Secretary Xue and the others have been captured and Pinghai City’s corruption problem has been exposed."

"But the damage is done, and the shadow in their hearts remains indelible."

"So even if Pinghai City gets a new leadership, they would still choose to leave."

"At this time, if someone proactively contacts these entrepreneurs and invites them to invest in their city, do you think they would refuse?"

Wu Qiangwei’s eyes lit up; she understood.

Song Guanchao continued, "Moreover, Secretary Xue’s embezzled funds are in my hands. I can promise them that as long as they move their company to Jiangzhou, I’ll return the money Secretary Xue seized from their company to them."

Wu Qiangwei’s face flushed slightly, excited.

Although Pinghai City isn’t large, it has quite a number of companies.

Even if all are small to medium-sized enterprises, the sheer quantity amounts to considerable political achievement.

She looked at him with shining eyes, "Did you think of this when transferring the embezzled funds?"

"Yes." Song Guanchao nodded.

Wu Qiangwei’s expression turned more guilty.

He had all these details thought through, yet upon learning that Song Guanchao transferred the embezzled funds to his overseas account, her first reaction was that he intended to keep them.

"Let’s eat." Song Guanchao noticed her guilt, saying, "Eat up, drink your fill. I’ll go see that Journalist Su later to find out what she knows about the local enterprises. We must act quickly on this!"

"Okay." Wu Qiangwei silently ate her meal.

After filling their stomachs and on the way back to the hotel, Wu Qiangwei tried several times to say something, yet didn’t know where to start.

It wasn’t until they entered the hotel and got into the elevator that she said, "I’ll contact Hall Director Qi and Director Liang later, we might need to go to the city bureau."

Song Guanchao said, "Then when you return, gather them for a meeting."

After pausing, he added, "Give some of Pinghai’s companies to Dujiang County."

After all, Fu Ying being his old classmate meant there was another layer of connection, and he wanted to help if he could.

He didn’t hide this from Wu Qiangwei, saying what needed to be said, not afraid of her doubting his relationship with Fu Ying.

Mainly because this couldn’t really be hidden.

And indeed, just as he finished speaking, Wu Qiangwei looked up at him.

But she didn’t ask anything further, only nodded, "It’s appropriate."

"I’m heading over now."

The elevator stopped on the floor where Su Nanzhi was staying, and Song Guanchao stepped out, pulling out his phone to message Su Nanzhi, "Journalist Su, which room are you in?"

Receiving the sudden message from Song Guanchao, Su Nanzhi was quite surprised.

What’s he looking for me for?

He can’t possibly know that I’ve already discovered his relationship with Lin Wanqiu, right?

After a few seconds of wild speculation, Su Nanzhi sent back the room number.

Nervously, she awaited as Song Guanchao knocked on her door.

Opening the door, Su Nanzhi suddenly realized she was only wearing a bathrobe.

All her clothes and such were in the hotel where she had been detained.

The original clothes had also been sent to the hotel’s laundry room for cleaning.

Since she was in the hotel, she felt it was fine not to wear anything.

So under the bathrobe at this moment, she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

She instinctively tightened the bathrobe around her body and smiled, "Director Song, you were looking for me?"

Song Guanchao nodded, "Is it convenient? I have something to discuss with you."

"Please come in."

Stepping aside, she waited for him to enter, then closed the door and followed inside.

Song Guanchao pulled out a chair and sat down, just about to speak, when he noticed her approaching.

The bathrobe wasn’t long, only extending to her thighs.

Moreover, the hotel’s bathrobe had no buttons, only a fabric belt tied around the waist.

With each step she took, the collar lined diagonally opened slightly, revealing soft, smooth cleavage coming into view.

The hem of the bathrobe flew up with her movements.

Song Guanchao wasn’t sure if he was seeing things or not, but he thought he saw a lush landscape.

"Director Song, what did you want to discuss with me?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Su Nanzhi maintained about a two-meter distance from him.

Song Guanchao gathered his thoughts, saying, "I heard from Miss Lin that you came to Pinghai City after receiving a report?"

"Yes."

"Would you mind telling me what the report was about?"

"Not at all." Su Nanzhi immediately disclosed the contents of the report to him.

Sure enough, it was a report from a local entrepreneur; she was investigating local corruption issues.

Song Guanchao then asked, "As far as you know, how many local entrepreneurs in Pinghai have been extorted for bribes?"

Su Nanzhi replied, "I’ve reached 17 companies so far, but the number of those extorted must be greater. If Director Song wants to find out, you can directly ask Secretary Xue and his group."

They were now prisoners, and given Song Guanchao’s unyielding interrogation methods, they would answer almost any question.

However, that was before.

With two directors arriving in Pinghai and the intervention of the inspection team,

his tactic would no longer work.

Furthermore, Director Hou might not give him the opportunity.

Song Guanchao didn’t want Director Hou to know either.

If he sensed his intentions, he would definitely try to stop him.

At that point, their investment promotion would be hindered.

"Miss Su, would it be convenient for you to send me information on those 17 companies?"

"Certainly," Su Nanzhi asked, "But can I ask, what does Director Song intend to do?"

Song Guanchao smiled slightly, "It’s rather important, not convenient to disclose."

Su Nanzhi was stunned; she didn’t expect him to straightforwardly refuse.

She blinked her eyes, asking, "Director Song, do you not trust me?"

Being straightforward, she asked directly.

Song Guanchao didn’t beat around the bush, nodding in affirmation.

Su Nanzhi wasn’t offended by this, as they had barely met a handful of times.

Under such circumstances, talking about trust was impractical.

Yet as a journalist, Su Nanzhi’s curiosity and desire for knowledge were exceedingly strong.

To her, this was a particularly tormenting matter.

If you don’t trust me... I’ll find a way to make you trust me!

Suddenly, Su Nanzhi stood up and approached him, and Song Guanchao looked at her questioningly.

She came closer, suddenly reaching out, "Give me your hand."

Song Guanchao wasn’t sure what she intended but cooperatively extended his hand.

The next moment, he watched as Su Nanzhi guided his hand, beneath her bathrobe, between her legs.

Instantly, Song Guanchao felt a warm softness.

Following it was a touch of soft, silky grass, a tender sensation, and a slightly scorching, moist area.