Official Career Storm

Chapter 1531 1531

Xu Guofeng knew he would definitely ask.

But he thought about how Song Guanchao deliberately had Lu Zhizhong act as his spokesperson, purposefully hiding his own identity.

He hesitated, wondering whether or not to reveal Song Guanchao's identity to him.

Governor Li thought he would answer straightforwardly, but this hesitation made him all the more curious.

After much deliberation, Xu Guofeng decided to tell him.

After all, this time he helped Xu Chengcheng, so the Xu Family owed him a favor.

"It's not Lu Zhizhong; it's Song Guanchao."

He explained the situation in detail.

After hearing it, Governor Li's reaction was no better than Xu Chengcheng's.

"It's Song Guanchao…"

He was shocked and felt a wave of fear.

"What on earth is his identity?" Governor Li asked.

Xu Guofeng shook his head, "I don't know either."

Governor Li could tell he wasn't deliberately hiding it.

After all, he had shared even this with him, so there was no need to hold back anything else.

"It's truly unimaginable."

Governor Li sighed.

A deputy-level cadre with such a tremendous background.

This kind of network is rare even in Beijing.

Yet this person willingly stayed in Jiangzhou to be a City Government Office Director.

He couldn't understand.

What baffled him more was why he didn't use these connections to pave the way for his future?

Fortunately, Xu Guofeng arrived in time to resolve the matter smoothly.

Otherwise, if Song Guanchao was truly angered, not just Mayor Qiu, but even he, as the Governor, would be in trouble.

"Governor Li, it's best not to bother him unnecessarily."

Xu Guofeng reminded, "Even though I don't know why he chooses to stay in Jiangzhou as an ordinary person, the fact that he does means he doesn't want to be disturbed."

Governor Li nodded; he understood this reasoning.

No matter how much he wanted to get closer to Song Guanchao, he had to restrain himself.

Otherwise, a good intention might end badly, which would not be worth it.

...

Late at night.

In the hotel room, in the dim light, a lovely figure lay prone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her round hips raised high, a pair of large hands on her slender waist, a strong body standing behind her. With each thrust, the lovely figure let out quivering, satisfied moans.

The sound of flesh colliding intertwined with moans, growing louder and reaching a climax before quieting.

Song Guanchao supported Lin Wanqiu's body, carrying her sweat-drenched form into the bathroom.

Not long after, the bathroom once again echoed with decadent sounds.

In the hospital earlier, Song Guanchao had struggled to hold back, considering the unsuitable location, suppressing his urges.

That night, everything was unleashed.

Having been apart for many days, Lin Wanqiu, who had once tasted intimacy, experienced the utmost pleasure once more.

The joy of the bedroom was longed for, deeply indulgent.

"Are you going back tomorrow?" Lin Wanqiu asked.

"Yes."

Ordinarily, he should have returned today.

Lin Wanqiu was reluctant; with this departure, who knows when they would meet again?

"Sleep."

Song Guanchao patted her shoulder, though his mind was elsewhere.

Qu Xiangru was still in Xu City.

Though she hadn't said so explicitly, Song Guanchao knew she must be waiting for his call.

He was pressed for time and couldn't take care of both sides.

At that moment, his phone rang.

He hesitated to look.

For fear it was a message from Qu Xiangru.

Gritting his teeth, he picked up the phone and felt an inexplicable relief upon seeing Jiang Wangshan's message.

"I need to go out for a while."

"What's up?"

"Governor Li invited me for drinks."

"Now?"

It was already almost nine.

Song Guanchao sat up and dressed, "Mayor Xu probably told him my identity."

"You get some rest; I might be very late."

"Don't drink too much."

"Don't worry. I've never lost in drinking."

Song Guanchao kissed her cheek and then playfully squeezed her pillow-like buttocks, "I'll wake up early tomorrow and savor your body again."

Lin Wanqiu's face blushed, "You scoundrel."

"Hehehe."

Song Guanchao chuckled mischievously and left the room.

Leaving the hotel, he immediately headed to the place Governor Li had arranged, calling Qu Xiangru on the way.

"What's up?" Qu Xiangru's words were icy.

"Where are you?"

"Hotel."

"Not at the guesthouse?"

"If there's something, say it."

"Governor Li has something for me; I might be very late."

"And then?"

"I'm afraid if I drink too much, I won't be able to find my way back. Could you come to pick me up later?"

After a long silence, Qu Xiangru said, "Address."

Sorted.

...

Governor Li had chosen a private club, very upscale with great privacy.

When they met again, it was just the two of them.

As soon as Song Guanchao entered the private room, Governor Li stood up to greet him.

Seeing his change in attitude, Song Guanchao confirmed that Xu Guofeng had indeed told him his identity.

"Director Song, it's so late; I hope I'm not bothering you?"

Governor Li shook his hand firmly, "Please, sit."

Soon, the waiter brought in exquisite dishes.

No alcohol, just strong tea.

Governor Li didn't mention his identity, only wholeheartedly apologizing for this incident, clearly worried about Song Guanchao holding a grudge and wanting to completely dissolve any potential impact this matter might have.

Song Guanchao asked, "You didn't tell Mayor Qiu and the others, right?"

"No, no."

"That's good," Song Guanchao said, "I'm quite happy in Jiangzhou, not too fond of being disturbed. Since Mayor Xu has told you, it's enough for you to know. Don't cause me any trouble."

If anyone overheard Song Guanchao speaking to Governor Li in such a tone, they'd likely be shocked.

But Governor Li found it quite normal, even a bit nervous.

"Rest assured, Director Song, I won't."

"Hmm." Song Guanchao raised his teacup, "To tea."

When the time was right, Song Guanchao sent the address to Qu Xiangru, "Governor Li, get some rest early; I still need to meet Governor Qu."

"Sure, sure, I'll see you out, Director Song."

"No need, I can go by myself."

Song Guanchao asked him to stay and left on his own.

After he left, Governor Li found himself sweating.

The last time he felt such pressure, he could hardly remember when it was.

In his heart, Governor Li was still very curious; he especially wanted to know what kind of identity Song Guanchao had.

A young man in his twenties, with such a simple family background, how did he manage to connect with so many big shots?

Moreover, these weren't ordinary connections.

Listening to it, it's simply unbelievable.

...

Song Guanchao waited by the roadside for about ten minutes before a taxi stopped, and Qu Xiangru lowered the window, "Get in."

Song Guanchao immediately ran over happily, sitting beside her in the back seat.

After getting in the car, Song Guanchao said, "Driver, to the hotel."

He didn't know which hotel Qu Xiangru was staying at but was sure she'd taken the taxi from there, so they could simply return to the pick-up point.

After speaking, he noticed Qu Xiangru's expression was slightly uneasy.

A very subtle hint of shyness and nervousness, perfectly concealed, almost impossible to detect without careful observation.

Grinning slyly, Song Guanchao reached out, clasping the hand she had resting on her thigh.