Official Career Storm

Chapter 1485 1485

Stop!

The car halted on Honghai Road, an area belonging to the old city of Jiangzhou, where on ordinary days past ten, you can hardly see anyone and the streetlamps broken on both sides of the road remain unrepaired.

Below the curb, there's foul-smelling stagnant water, and the nauseating stench wafts up from the sewers.

The old city, in disrepair for years, stands in stark contrast to the clean urban area, like two different cities.

The car door opened, Xu Chengcheng was pushed out of the car, stumbling two steps on the ground, then turned to look at these people.

Song Guanchao got out from another car, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette, gazing at him with a playful look.

Xu Chengcheng felt his throat roll, his heart was in turmoil.

Reason told him that Song Guanchao would definitely not dare to truly harm him, at most he'd suffer some physical pain.

But knowing was one thing, the feeling of fear wouldn't just vanish because of the knowledge.

"Director Song, is this your attitude towards negotiation?" He forced himself to stay calm, trying to maintain an equal stance with Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao chuckled, turned, and walked into the darkness.

Someone behind pushed him: "Go."

Xu Chengcheng had no choice but to follow.

Walking along the curb for over a hundred meters, Song Guanchao suddenly stopped.

He lifted his foot and stomped on the ground, creating a "clang-clang" sound.

Only then did Xu Chengcheng realize there was a railway track here.

During the years of urban development, many cities retained these kinds of tracks.

They were mainly used for transporting goods.

Later, as cities developed, over ninety percent of the tracks were abandoned.

But this track seemed to still be in use.

"Tie him up," Song Guanchao ordered.

A few of Li Zhijun's men took out the ropes they carried and tied his hands behind his back.

He didn't struggle, cooperating fully, yet they were still violent, his hands were painfully bound.

Xu Chengcheng gritted his teeth hard.

He swore, he would definitely make Song Guanchao pay the price!

Just as this thought arose, Li Zhijun suddenly kicked the back of his knee.

His legs suddenly weakened, and he fell to his knees.

Soon, his legs were tied as well.

At this moment, he was like a piglet, his hands and feet were tied, unable to move.

Only a wad of cloth stuffed in his mouth was missing.

After he was tied up, there wasn't the anticipated beating.

These people just stood nearby smoking, not speaking.

Seemingly waiting for something.

After roughly ten minutes, he finally knew what they were waiting for.

They were waiting for the train!

At the end of the track, a freight train spewing black smoke was chugging towards them.

Near the track where they were, warning lights flashed, accompanied by "di-di" warning sounds.

The yellow barriers descended, warning potential nearby pedestrians that the train would soon pass through.

However, Song Guanchao and his men didn't leave.

"Throw him up there."

Song Guanchao's words caused Xu Chengcheng's mind to freeze, doubting his ears for a moment.

It wasn't until Li Zhijun and his men dragged him and threw him onto the tracks that he suddenly reacted.

The fear within him reached its peak.

"Crazy, you're crazy!"

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Xu Chengcheng squirmed like a maggot on the rust-laden, filthy tracks.

But his hands and feet being tied made it hard to squirm off the tracks despite his exerting full strength.

Once he was finally about to get off, he was kicked back by Li Zhijun.

Xu Chengcheng was nearly in despair.

The train was getting closer, the tracks beneath him were already vibrating.

The sound of the train wheels grinding against the tracks transmitted through the rails right into his ears.

In terror, Xu Chengcheng opened his mouth wide, forgetting to beg for mercy.

His eyes widened as he watched the track get nearer, deathly fear momentarily made him lose consciousness, fainting.

"He's fainted?"

Lu Feng was a bit surprised, glanced back at Song Guanchao.

"What are you looking at, aren't you going to pull him back?"

"Oh, right, almost forgot."

Lu Feng grabbed his leg and dragged him backward.

Just two seconds after pulling him back, the train roared past in front.

When the train passed by, Lu Feng asked, "Captain, how to deal with him?"

"Untie the ropes."

After untying the ropes on his hands and feet, Song Guanchao turned around and said, "Let's go."

Lu Feng caught up, saying, "You spent so much effort, just to scare him?"

"What else? Really throw him under a train?"

He caught Xu Chengcheng just to get revenge for tonight.

Dealing with someone like Xu Chengcheng, either everything is done by the rules.

Once any side breaks the rules, it becomes a matter of who's more ruthless.

Tonight, it was a lesson, a warning.

But he also knew, once Xu Chengcheng woke up, he definitely wouldn't be discreet, but would choose to retaliate.

Moreover, he would definitely mobilize his connections in Beijing.

Tonight, Song Guanchao had torn his face completely and flipped the table.

Yet he was not worried at all.

Xu Chengcheng has connections, does he not?

"Rest early, once things on this side are settled, I'll have matters to discuss with you guys later."

Song Guanchao instructed a couple of words, got in the car, and left.

He didn't go home, but called Tan Xiang.

"Where are you?"

"Tea house."

"Wait for me."

Half an hour later, he returned to the tea house.

It was still that tea room, but besides Tan Xiang, there was Shen Qing.

Song Guanchao was quite familiar with Tan Xiang, but not particularly with the fellow undercover Shen Qing.

Though he had experienced her body, it was by accident.

Shen Qing's gaze towards him felt a bit unnatural.

Song Guanchao was quite natural, as if he was back in his own home.

He sat down, saw Tan Xiang with a blank face, even somewhat angry, and smiled: "President Tan doesn't welcome me? Not even offering a cup of tea?"

Tan Xiang said nothing but poured a cup of tea.

Song Guanchao picked it up and drank it all, casually saying, "I will handle Xu Chengcheng's matter."

Tan Xiang mocked, "How will you handle it? Do you know who he is?"

"Why don't you tell me, who is he?"

"You really don't know?" Tan Xiang originally intended to ridicule his arrogance, but his expression and tone didn't sound pretentious, he seemingly really didn't know Xu Chengcheng's identity.

"Know a bit, but not much."

"Not knowing, how dare you act rashly towards him?"

Tan Xiang was going out of her mind, she felt tying herself to Song Guanchao was the worst decision of her life.

"He is a second-generation from Beijing, the former City Secretary is his backing!"

"Oh, these I know, what I meant was, specifically who in Beijing backs him?"

Specifically...

This question stumped Tan Xiang.

Because she also didn't know.

"Looks like you don't know either."

"But it's not very important, still the same sentence, I will handle the matter. Rest assured President Tan, it won't affect you."

Song Guanchao put down the teacup: "It's late, I'm leaving, President Tan should rest early too. Don't stay up late, it's bad for the skin."

He winked at Tan Xiang, leaving behind a roguish smile, then left the tea room.

After he left, Shen Qing said: "He knows Xu Chengcheng is from Beijing, yet still dares to do this. Perhaps he has the confidence."

"Confidence?" Tan Xiang scoffed: "What kind of confidence could he have?"

She knew Shen Qing was right.

But Song Guanchao's actions tonight had no warning, nor had he consulted her in advance.

This lack of respect made her very uncomfortable.

"A director so arrogant, bound to get into trouble sooner or later!"