Official Career Storm

Chapter 1549 1549

The four of them left the office in a daze, and only after walking some distance did they gradually come back to their senses.

They exchanged glances, opened their mouths to speak, but didn't know what they should say.

After a long while, Director Li finally said, "Mayor Zhang really ran away?"

Only after asking did he remember, they had been in the office for more than two hours; how would they know about this.

They each went back to their offices and started making calls.

However, very few people knew about this; they made several calls but still couldn't get a definite answer.

...

"Mayor Zhang ran away?" Zhou Xingjian asked in stunned disbelief.

"Mm." Song Guanchao nodded.

Zhou Xingjian said excitedly, "Then, then should we contact the Municipal Bureau and have them control everyone connected to Mayor Zhang?"

For example, the district heads of a few districts below.

Song Guanchao shook his head. "No need."

"Just spread this matter out there."

He had originally planned to wipe out everyone connected to Zhang Yan, but that was a decision made on impulse, provoked by Fan Jie drugging Wu Qiangwei.

Now that he'd calmed down, of course he couldn't really do that.

Even with these four section chiefs, he'd never actually planned to destroy them.

He just wanted, through the way he dealt with these four, to release a signal—Zhang Yan is finished, and the City Government is now run by Wu Qiangwei.

As long as these people weren't stupid, once they learned that Zhang Yan had fled, and that the four section chiefs had been dismissed and were under investigation by the Disciplinary Committee, they would come to him at the first opportunity, trying to find a way into Wu Qiangwei's camp.

"All right, I'll go right now." Zhou Xingjian immediately went to spread the word.

Jiang Yiren looked at him with bright, shining eyes. Now that it was just the two of them, she no longer hid her inner feelings. "You're really something."

Song Guanchao smiled; he had just opened his mouth to speak when his phone started ringing.

He glanced at the caller ID and said, "You go get busy."

"Oh." Jiang Yiren pursed her lips, but knowing he was busy, obediently left.

Song Guanchao grabbed his phone. "Governor Lu, what is it?"

Lu Zhizhong said, "How do we resolve this case?"

Secretary Gao had handed him the task; if they followed the usual procedure, it would just be to confirm whether the evidence provided by Song Guanchao was genuine, then go through normal channels to issue a wanted order.

But for something anyone could do, why would Secretary Gao come to him?

Since he'd been approached, it was obviously hoped the case could be resolved in a better way.

Song Guanchao also understood Secretary Gao's meaning and said, "Check which country Zhang Yan went to."

"Okay."

...

Hospital.

All four of Fan Jie's limbs were in casts; he lay on the hospital bed, world-weary and dead inside.

The plan had failed…

He couldn't figure out why it had failed.

Song Guanchao had already been lured away by him; at the time, if he'd just had a few more minutes, he would have succeeded.

At the critical moment, Wu Qiangwei's driver suddenly appeared.

He felt he'd already been careful enough, so why did it still turn out like this!

Fan Jie was unwilling, furious.

But he wasn't all that afraid.

Although he'd had a great deal of confidence before acting, he had still been extremely cautious while doing it, avoiding everything that could be avoided.

For example, the person who actually put the drug in was the restaurant waiter.

And the one who told the waiter to drug the drink was someone else.

Although the police had taken the waiter away for questioning, the waiter couldn't finger him.

Because in the entire step of putting the drug in, he had never appeared.

There were no fingerprints of his on the drugged glass.

As for the phone that the police had taken, it was empty.

All his chat records with Zhang Yan had been transferred; the police could forget about finding any valid evidence on that phone.

At most, he had just lured Wu Qiangwei into the bathroom and attempted to commit rape.

But even there, he could still quibble; anyway, he had money and could hire lawyers to defend him.

Without a court verdict, he was just a suspect.

Besides, he had Zhang Yan behind him!

Even if Zhang Yan's power was far less than before, she was still the number two in the City Government.

She would never just leave him to fend for himself.

Unless she wanted to see him defect at the last minute and tell the police that she was the one who'd instigated him.

In this failed operation, the biggest loss was the injuries to his body.

With all four limbs broken, it would take at least several months to half a year to recover.

In his heart, he already hated Song Guanchao to the extreme.

Tap tap~

Some police officers walked in.

Fan Jie lifted the only part of his body that could still move—his head—and glared at the officers, shouting, "I want to sue Song Guanchao for attempted murder!"

The police were unmoved. "Fan Jie, you're suspected of rape. This is an arrest warrant."

Fan Jie snorted coldly. "That wasn't rape. Wu Qiangwei and I are college classmates, we're in love with each other, I didn't force her!"

The officer said, "You put drugs in her water."

Fan Jie said, "Don't throw dirty water on me. If you say I drugged her, show me the evidence! Are my fingerprints on the glass? Did the surveillance cameras catch me putting the drug in?"

The officer raised his eyebrows slightly. This guy's logic was tight.

Just then, a policewoman walked in—it was Wen Ru.

Wen Ru told the other officers to go out first; after the door closed, she said, "I know what you're thinking."

"You think the police don't have evidence and can't convict you of rape."

"From how well-prepared you were, I can tell you understand criminal procedure quite well—but not well enough."

"There really are no fingerprints of yours on the glass, but you did commit substantive acts of rape against Wu Qiangwei. And the sleeping pills in the water constitute one link in the logical chain. In other words, as long as the logical chain of the crime process is complete, even if there are no fingerprints of yours on the glass, the court will still accept that you instructed the waiter to drug the drink."

The anger on Fan Jie's face gradually faded.

Wen Ru went on, "Oh, and if you're pinning your hopes on Zhang Yan, then I'd advise you not to indulge in that fantasy. Zhang Yan has already fled abroad with a large sum of money."

Fan Jie's pupils suddenly contracted.

"In addition, we've already gone to your residence and company and seized all your office equipment and communications devices."

"Oh, right, in a large flat of yours in the downtown area, we found hidden surveillance. The footage recorded the sexual relationship between you two. We also heard you discussing the plan to drug and rape Wu Qiangwei."

These pieces of information were like a heavy hammer, striking his heart again and again.

"Based on the information and evidence we currently have, you can't avoid prison. The starting point of your sentence is ten years."

Leaving behind a faint smile, Wen Ru's heels clicked crisply against the floor tiles as she walked away.

When she reached the door, Wen Ru suddenly stopped again. "Oh, one more thing."

"Your company's loan applications to the banks have been rejected."

Loan applications?

In the midst of his terror, Fan Jie was thrown into confusion by this seemingly irrelevant statement.

Wen Ru explained, "Director Song told me you signed a betting agreement with an investment company. Unfortunately, your company has been blacklisted by all the banks in Jiangzhou. Your plan to rapidly expand your company's scale in the short term is doomed to fail."

On hearing this, Fan Jie's mouth slowly fell open.

How would Song Guanchao know what's going on with my company?

How would he know I signed a betting agreement?

And… how could the loan applications be rejected?

The size of my company, my financials, are high-quality assets for any bank…

It's Song Guanchao!

He's screwing me!

From the very beginning, that suddenly appearing Mr. Tang was a scam—a scam targeted at him!

Bastard!

Song Guanchao wants to get something for nothing and seize the family business I built up through years of hard work!

"Song Guanchao, fuck your mother!"

Fan Jie was beside himself with rage, but with all four limbs broken, he could only wriggle helplessly on the bed.