Official Career Storm-Chapter 1359

The dishes were served, and the waiter opened the white liquor.

Director Yuan from the Political and Legal Affairs Department grabbed the white liquor, picked up the decanter in front of Song Guanchao, and filled it up to the brim directly.

Then he also filled up his own decanter.

He raised his decanter and said, "Director Song, welcome to Jiangzhou. I'll drink it all, you can drink as you please."

After saying this, he tilted his head back and drained almost half a liter of white liquor in one go.

After drinking, he deliberately showed the bottom of the cup to prove that not a single drop was left.

Song Guanchao smiled and picked up the decanter, saying, "I'll finish this cup first, but I can't keep drinking like this. My alcohol tolerance is low, and I can't handle it."

Director Yuan and the others didn't respond to his words.

How to drink from now on, Song Guanchao, is not up to you to say.

Song Guanchao drank the over two liang of white liquor in one go, without blushing or his heart racing.

It's not that he couldn't drink, but he simply didn't want to drink like that.

If he really wanted to drink, he could outdrink everyone at the table combined.

He put down the decanter and was just about to sit down when Director Ke from the Information Department came over.

Like Director Yuan, he grabbed the white liquor and filled up the decanter that Song Guanchao had just emptied.

Then he raised his own decanter and said with a smile, "Director Song, you're new in office, please take care of us in the future."

Saying this, he also drank it all in one go.

After he finished drinking, Song Guanchao then picked up the decanter and filled the front two qian of white liquor cup.

Then he just touched his lips to it.

Only wetting his lips, he didn't even drink this two qian of white liquor.

Seeing this move, Director Ke's smile froze, pretending to be tipsy as he joked, "Director Song, are you raising fish with that?"

Song Guanchao smiled slightly, "I said, my alcohol tolerance is low. If I keep drinking like this, it would look bad if I threw up later."

Director Ke said, "Alcohol tolerance is something cultivated; the more you drink, the better you handle it."

Song Guanchao continued to smile, "This is my limit; more than that and it feels uncomfortable."

Director Ke deliberately put on a stern face, "Director Song, today is your first day in office, we specifically brought you out to celebrate, your behavior seems a bit ungracious."

The others also chimed in, "Director Song, just drink up."

"We're all men here, what's a little drink?"

"It seems like Director Song is looking down on us."

"Old Ke drank up; Director Song, if you don't, you're disrespecting us."

Song Guanchao slowly glanced over them and finally looked towards Shi Qin.

"Director Shi, this dinner tonight looks more like a show of force than a welcome party for me, doesn't it?"

Shi Qin had been watching him, although he was all smiles, there was no hint of amusement in his eyes, clearly showing anger.

"Director Ke, did you not understand Director Song's words?"

Shi Qin said, "Director Song said he has a low tolerance, and yet you're still urging him to drink?"

Director Ke gave a sheepish smile, said nothing more, and returned to his seat.

Song Guanchao was quite surprised. In terms of rank, these department directors were of the same level; none higher or nobler than the others.

Of course, different departments held different levels of power.

Some were Qingshui Government positions, while others held lucrative opportunities.

Yet, the Political and Legal Affairs Department, where Director Yuan was, held a status in the City Government not much less than that of the Secretariat.

But Shi Qin could speak to these directors in a commanding tone.

Song Guanchao watched Shi Qin's beautiful face for a moment, having some suspicions in mind.

He suspected that Shi Qin and Zhou Zheng might have a relationship.

While he was still pondering, several other department directors also came to toast.

With Shi Qin having spoken, these people's toasts went much more smoothly.

After they finished and sat down, Shi Qin came over with her wine glass.

Her body was soft, her every move filled with allure.

"Director Song, let me toast you."

She raised her glass, leaning her head back, her neck was long and fair, her chest under the shirt full and rounded.

She seemed to drink too fast and choked, coughing, causing her chest to tremble.

She was so close to Song Guanchao that her shaking chest almost touched his head.

In an ordinary person, perhaps, this would cause embarrassment, but Song Guanchao was unrestrained.

He even gazed with full attention at her chest.

The white shirt was neither too thin nor too thick, staring a little allowed him to see the outline of the underwear inside. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

After she finished her drink and left, the atmosphere at the table gradually returned to normal.

Everyone present was a veteran, and beside Shi Qin, everyone else was a man.

As they continued chatting, the topic shifted toward more crude subjects.

Despite Shi Qin's young age and gender, she wasn't offended by such topics.

However, she wouldn't actively participate.

Of course, these directors wouldn't steer the topic to her.

It could be seen that they were somewhat apprehensive of her.

This further confirmed Song Guanchao's suspicion that this woman had an improper relationship with Zhou Zheng.

What they feared wasn't Shi Qin, but Zhou Zheng.

After a few rounds, the time was about right, and Shi Qin stood up to end the evening's dinner.

As they left the restaurant, the substitute driver brought Shi Qin's car around.

"District Chief Song, let me give you a ride."

"No..."

Before the words of refusal could be spoken, Shi Qin had already opened the car door.

Song Guanchao realized that although this woman seemed gentle, she was quite assertive.

Her decisions were not open to refusal.

"Then I'll trouble Director Shi." Song Guanchao got into the car.

Shi Qin smiled slyly without saying a word.

Once in the car, Shi Qin asked, "Where does Director Song live?"

Song Guanchao gave her an address, and the driver drove there.

On the way, Shi Qin rested her chin on her hand, closed her eyes, seeming to take a nap, and didn't speak to Song Guanchao at all.

Song Guanchao was more than happy with the silence.

Soon, the car arrived at the community; with the City Government pass, there was no hinderance entering the community.

The car stopped downstairs, Song Guanchao unbuckled his seatbelt, and said, "I'm here. Director Shi, drive safely on the way back."

He pushed open the car door and had just taken a few steps when he heard the sound of the car doors opening and closing behind him, along with footsteps.

Turning his head, he saw Shi Qin following him.

"Suddenly, I'm a bit thirsty. Would Director Song mind if I come up for a cup of tea?"

Song Guanchao was curious about what this woman was actually trying to do.

She might as well have the words "deliberate approach" written on her face.

Yet, what was her purpose in approaching him?

Initially, he suspected Zhou Zheng had her approach him.

But after careful analysis, he ruled out that option.

Which means the dinner tonight was her decision.

Following him to his home now was also her decision.

Which was quite bizarre.

Ignoring Zhou Zheng's big fish to approach him, what was she after?

Even with his potential, without realization, it was worthless.

Yet Zhou Zheng was already a City Secretary, a tangible reality.

Strange, very strange.

Wanting to get to the bottom of it, Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Of course, I don't mind."

Moments later, Shi Qin arrived at Song Guanchao's home.

She circled the living room, sat down, and sank into the soft sofa back.

As Song Guanchao made a cup of tea, Shi Qin leaned slightly forward, deliberately extending her finger to lightly brush the back of his hand as she took the tea.

Song Guanchao acted as if he hadn't noticed, offering no response whatsoever.

But Shi Qin had many tricks; she pretended to take the tea but let go when Song Guanchao released it.

As a result, the hot tea spilled on her skirt.

She let out a light cry, flustered.

Song Guanchao watched her clumsy performance with an amused expression, without exposing her.

Shi Qin looked up, noticed his expression and gaze, yet she didn't blush at all. Instead, she pretended to be troubled, biting her lip, and said, "My clothes are wet, Director Song, may I use your bathroom?"