Official Career Storm-Chapter 1355

The next day.

After Song Guanchao arrived at the office, he sent a message to Lin Min, asking her to come over in the morning.

At nine twelve, Lin Min arrived at the City Committee, knocked on the door, and entered Song Guanchao's office.

"District Chief Song, you were looking for me?"

Lin Min knew that Song Guanchao didn't want to have any relationship with her beyond the superior-subordinate dynamic. She wasn't sure if he disliked her because of her age or if he was worried she would cling to him.

But regardless of the reason, since Song Guanchao had already expressed his stance, she wouldn't persist.

Song Guanchao said, "I'm going to the Provincial City for a position next week. I've recommended you to Zheng Bihui to be the District Chief of Tongchi District."

Without any preamble, the directness of his words left Lin Min stunned for a few seconds before she reacted.

"You're going to the Provincial City?" Lin Min blurted out. After asking, she felt that, given her position, asking directly was somewhat presumptuous.

Song Guanchao didn't mind: "It's rather sudden; I just found out yesterday."

Lin Min said, "Congratulations, District Chief Song."

She felt a bit disappointed, and a bit curious as to what position he would take in the Provincial City.

But their relationship wasn't close enough to ask, so she had to hold back her curiosity.

"Please inform Mr. Liu and the others, we'll gather tonight. Please help me choose a venue."

"Alright."

After Lin Min left, Song Guanchao contacted each of the committee members in the city one by one.

Over the past two years in Lingjiang, he had built a wide network. Now that he was heading to the Provincial City, there were many people he needed to invite.

By the time all contacts were made, it was already noon.

He initially planned to contact Wu Yun for lunch, but remembering last night, he held back.

He might be a scoundrel, but with her parents stepping in, continuing to contact her would be a bit much.

The evening arrived quickly, and Song Guanchao informed Chu Xiao'e in advance that he would have dinner with a few deputy district chiefs, and would look for her after eating.

At the evening banquet, several deputy district chiefs learned from Lin Min about Song Guanchao's upcoming promotion.

They felt envy and jealousy on one hand, yet had hopes on the other.

Hopes that before Song Guanchao left, he could recommend them to the higher-ups for his position.

Thus, as Song Guanchao entered the room, the deputy chiefs approached proactively, greeting him with smiles, showing their eagerness.

Song Guanchao certainly understood their thoughts, but he didn't break the news or mention that Lin Min had already been chosen as his successor.

Revealing such information at this moment would put Lin Min in a tough spot.

Lin Min may not have exceptionally strong abilities or remarkable skills.

Throwing cold water on them when their spirits were high would hinder her future work.

So, the dinner ended with them trying to ingratiate themselves.

During the dinner, they repeatedly probed directly and indirectly, but Song Guanchao pretended not to hear, focusing only on eating and drinking.

Upon leaving the restaurant, Executive Deputy District Chief Liu Zhonghe said, "District Chief Song, where are you staying? Let me take you."

"No need, I have another engagement shortly." Song Guanchao accepted the cigarette Liu Zhonghe offered and declined his kindness.

Feeling disappointed, Liu Zhonghe wanted to ask further questions, but Song Guanchao's phone suddenly rang.

Seeing him taking a call, Liu Zhonghe watched as he got directly into a taxi, swallowing back his words.

Once in the car, Song Guanchao put down his phone.

There wasn't any call; it was just an excuse to deal with Liu Zhonghe.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped outside the residential area where Chu Xiao'e lived.

Watching the driver depart, he turned and walked into the underground parking lot of the complex.

From the parking lot, he found the building of the unit, not taking the elevator but choosing the stairs.

His cautiousness stemmed mainly from concerns that someone might catch him doing something improper before he took office.

He was overly cautious; this was Lingjiang, after all.

He could now confidently say that this was his territory.

Whoever dared challenge him here was virtually picking a fight with a powerful figure.

Dong dong.

The sound of knocking barely registered when the door opened within two seconds.

Seeing Chu Xiao'e in a flaming red cheongsam, Song Guanchao stood at the door, stunned.

"What are you staring at? Get inside quickly." Chu Xiao'e pulled him into the house.

"Did you prepare this especially for me?"

Song Guanchao ogled her up and down, his eyes nearly popping out.

Her figure was petite and delicate.

The cheongsam, a garment that accentuates curves, could only be worn by those confident in their body.

If one had the figure for it, a cheongsam was definitely flattering.

Even a young female university student could present a mature allure with the elegance of a cheongsam.

Chu Xiao'e softly murmured, her cheeks slightly flushed.

She only revealed such a bashful demeanor in front of Song Guanchao.

Feeling a rush of emotion, Song Guanchao pulled her into his embrace, the unique combination of rough yet smooth silk textures enhanced by her full figure, feeling especially taut and filled.

As he roamed his hand along the cheongsam's contours, heading towards the thigh slit, Chu Xiao'e's breathing grew increasingly intensive.

His palm slipped through the slit, squeezing between her tightly closed thighs.

Upon touch, it was a complete mess of wetness.

Song Guanchao bent down to bite her lips, lifting the skirt's edge over her rounded hips.

The thin fabric had been torn by him long ago.

He picked up the limp Chu Xiao'e, strode towards the bedroom, and gently laid her on the bed. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

While intensely scanning her sensitive areas, he began unbuttoning his shirt, swiftly tossing it to the side.

Soon, he was ready to move forward, plunging headlong.

Chu Xiao'e blushed like a peach, sensuous and captivating, watching this man—like a beast—draw closer, her breathing growing heavy despite no corporeal contact.

When Song Guanchao grasped her fullness and pressed against her, she suddenly felt a suffocating sensation.

Soon, intense stimuli accompanied by waves of dizziness led her to moan passionately.

Cycles continued till deep into the night, until both fell asleep.

The next day, Friday.

This was Song Guanchao's last day in Lingjiang.

He already returned the house in Lingjiang and was to stay at Chu Xiao'e's place again tonight.

The next morning, he'd depart for the Provincial City.

That night, he hosted a banquet at the guesthouse for all Lingjiang committee members and officials closely tied to him.

Including Wu Xinan, Si Qingqing, and others.

Once the gathering ended, after everyone else had left, Song Guanchao cautiously slipped to Chu Xiao'e's home like the previous night.

Another night of fervent activity.

The next morning, he woke naturally, engaging with Chu Xiao'e under the morning sun as a warm-up before washing and dressing.

"I have to go."

Song Guanchao said, "Secretary Chu, let me know the next time you come to the Provincial City."

"Hm."

Chu Xiao'e shot him a playful glare, after two nights and a morning of effort, even her vigor had faded, feeling drained.

Once outside the residential area, Song Guanchao hailed a cab to the guesthouse, getting into the parked vehicle, setting the navigation for the Provincial City.

In the afternoon, as the car entered Provincial City, gazing at the "Welcome to Jiangzhou" sign, Song Guanchao realized his next life chapter was about to begin.