Official Career Storm-Chapter 1381

Upon Zhang Yan's inquiry, she learned that Wu Qiangwei had once had a secret crush on Fan Jie during their university days.

But as time passed, Wu Qiangwei shed her youthful naivety, and to her, Fan Jie was just an ordinary passerby, unable to shake her heart even if they met again.

Fan Jie also admitted frankly that he deliberately approached Wu Qiangwei, wanting to acquire some resources from the City Government through her.

But Song Guanchao messed it up, thwarting his plans.

Once again, Song Guanchao!

Zhang Yan's gaze was fierce, then she looked at him, "How do you plan to help me?"

Since he came to find her, he must know about the conflict between Wu Qiangwei and her.

She wanted to know how far Fan Jie could help her.

Wu Qiangwei, this old acquaintance, could be of great use if utilized properly.

"After all, we are just classmates, and the opportunities I can create are few. She won't accept gifts or anything like that."

He didn't exaggerate his role; he spoke truthfully.

Zhang Yan asked, "Can you get her to meet up?"

"I can."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Yan was somewhat skeptical.

Fan Jie smiled confidently, "In the name of a class reunion."

Zhang Yan suddenly understood and could not help but smile.

Wu Qiangwei's classmates were smart, and they understood how she wanted to retaliate against her.

Recalling how Wu Qiangwei pursued him during university, Zhang Yan suddenly had a change of heart.

She stood up, went over, and locked the door from the inside.

Fan Jie was a bit puzzled.

Soon, he saw her walk to the desk, lightly lifted her foot, and placed her hips on the desk.

Then she raised her right foot, the flat shoe was hooked by the toe, and with a slight sway, the shoe fell to the ground.

The jade foot wrapped in white socks gently touched his thigh and, under Fan Jie's astonishment, moved towards his crotch.

Her toes teased several times, and Fan Jie responded strongly, soon guessing her intentions.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed Zhang Yan's ankle, stood up, took a step forward, hooked her body with his hand, and kissed her red lips.

Zhang Yan, although over forty, was well-maintained, her figure voluptuous and maturely juicy.

With her position as Deputy Mayor, few men could resist this temptation when she seduced them.

Fan Jie was no exception.

He could roughly guess why Zhang Yan did it, thinking that Wu Qiangwei had pursued him but hadn't succeeded.

Yet, she had succeeded.

His kissing skills were superb, and his hands were skillful. Within moments, the woman in his arms was panting softly, her body lightly trembling.

Since Luo Sanming died, Zhang Yan hadn't been with a man.

She and her husband had long slept in separate beds, each doing their own thing.

Several months passed, and suddenly being so intimate with a man made her body, having been pent-up for a long time, unable to withstand the teasing.

Underneath her, it was already wet as dirt.

Fan Jie reached into her trousers, lightly flicked his fingers, and she let out a soft nasal sound.

Luckily her mouth was blocked, otherwise, in her current state, she probably would have shouted out.

Fan Jie felt her reaction at every moment, and thinking the timing was about right, he swiftly pulled down his pants, lifted her legs, slid forward a few inches, deeply inhaled, then thrust forward violently.

"Ah~"

Despite her mouth being blocked, Zhang Yan still let out an alluring moan. She hugged Fan Jie tightly, her body crazily contracting, immersed in the wonderful sensation she hadn't felt in such a long time.

...

Near the end of the workday, Wang Yu knocked on the door and gently pushed it open. Standing at the door, she said, "Director Song, are you available this evening?"

Song Guanchao paused for a second before recalling Wang Yu mentioned having dinner with him.

He had promised to respond before the end of the workday, but he forgot.

It was just that he had too much to do during the day, and he forgot.

"I'm available."

"So, shall we go together later?"

"Sure, I'll come over once I'm finished here."

"I'll come over to wait for you later then."

After work, Wang Yu came over again.

Song Guanchao closed the door, "Let's go."

The restaurant Wang Yu chose was near the City Government and was also a place where City Government officials frequently dined.

Entering the private room, Wang Yu ordered the dishes and a pot of tea.

Pouring tea for Song Guanchao, she said casually, "Director Shi and Secretary Zhou have a pretty good relationship. Director Ke and the others often stick close to Director Shi."

She wasn't sure if Song Guanchao knew these things, but her saying them was also a gesture of goodwill.

"Mm, I know." Song Guanchao lightly nodded, understanding what she meant.

On the day Shi Qin hosted a meal, he already knew which people in the City Government were within her circle.

As for Wang Yu, he had also heard it from Zhou Xingjian that she had a good relationship with Secretary Han while with Zhang Yan, Shi Qin, and others, she was just average.

"I heard you have quite a good personal connection with Secretary Han?" Song Guanchao asked casually.

Shi Qin nodded, "I graduated from the same university as Sister Han."

So they were alumni.

Song Guanchao said, "Secretary Han is upright, but it's unfortunate the City Government had rival factions early on, suppressing her without a chance to showcase her ambitions."

Shi Qin blinked, roughly understanding his meaning.

Is he hinting that Mayor Wu appreciates Han Lan?

And since she has a good relationship with Han Lan, naturally she won't be targeted by Wu Qiangwei.

After understanding the key point, Shi Qin quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

This meal made Shi Qin understand Song Guanchao's stance and made her see her situation clearly, unable to hide her excitement.

Over the next week, Song Guanchao accompanied Wu Qiangwei to various political activities.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-August.

This Sunday, Song Guanchao did not have time to rest.

Nearing lunchtime, Wang Yu knocked on the door, "Director Song, the Provincial Government office called. Governor Lu will come for an inspection next week."

Calculating time, Lu Zhizhong had been in office for half a month and probably had a general understanding of the Provincial Government and was ready to inspect cities one by one.

"Which day specifically?"

"Tomorrow."

Wang Yu put down the document, with relevant times recorded in writing to avoid mistakes later without someone to blame.

Next Monday at ten AM, which was tomorrow.

Song Guanchao picked up the document and went to Wu Qiangwei. Soon, they drafted the inspection schedule for tomorrow and selected several accompanying personnel for the inspection.

This was an opportunity to make an impression in front of the Governor, so it was natural to arrange for his people to accompany.

He added Wang Yu's name and, after some thought, added Zhou Xingjian's name as well.

He then handed it over to Wang Yu, letting her liaise with the Provincial Government office.

Back in the office, Wang Yu glanced at it. Seeing her name there, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

Nearing lunchtime, Chen Yirou suddenly called.

"Xiao Rou, what's up?"

He preferred calling her Old Chen, but she had previously forbade him from calling her that.

"Where are you?"

"In the office."

"Go to the window and look downward."

"What's up?"

As he asked, he stood up and walked over to the window.

"See that black Mercedes in the parking lot?"

In the City Government, luxury cars were rarely seen, as it was the government's place. Although most citizens knew there were many corrupt officials, appearances still had to be maintained.

Thus, in such a public unit's parking lot, domestic cars worth tens of thousands were seen everywhere; better ones would be official cars used by top officials, which were mainly Audis, due to historical factors, something the public has long accepted without discontent.

But high-end cars like Mercedes, BMW, or Porsche were almost never seen.

Anyone driving such a car to work would be called in for a talk by their leaders the same day.

So, Song Guanchao quickly spotted a black Mercedes S-Class sedan, its body longer than the other cars.

"I see it, what's up?"

"Guess who's in the car?"

"If you keep making me guess, I'll come to your office and find you."

Song Guanchao said fiercely.

"Nonsense!" Chen Yirou lightly snapped, blushing, and stopped playing coy, "I saw Zhang Yan got in the car."

"So what?"

Though it was a bit high-profile, this was nothing special.

Chen Yirou continued, "Guess whose car it is?"

"Whose car?"

"I don't know either."

"..." Song Guanchao's mouth twitched furiously, "Wait for me in the office; I'm coming over now!"

This woman needed sorting out!

"I really don't know." Chen Yirou said coquettishly, "But I remember the man driving it; he had been to the Mayor's office before."

Song Guanchao immediately became wary, "Wait for me in the office!"