Official Career Storm-Chapter 1383

In the afternoon, Song Guanchao returned to the City Government and immediately found the security team to retrieve the surveillance footage.

When he saw Fan Jie get out of the car, Song Guanchao's eyes widened instantly.

Was it him?

He dragged the progress bar and saw Zhang Yan get into the car downstairs.

Closing the video, he saved this segment of surveillance and went to find Wu Qiangwei.

He opened the video and handed over his phone.

Wu Qiangwei saw him walk in without a word and hand over the phone, suspiciously taking it.

When she saw Zhang Yan get into Fan Jie's car, Wu Qiangwei's expression gradually grew somber.

Song Guanchao took the phone back and said, "Looks like he knows you quite well."

He couldn't possibly have gone to find Zhang Yan for no reason, and Zhang Yan wouldn't just casually get into the car of someone she had only known for a couple of days.

Obviously, Fan Jie understood the grudges and conflicts between Wu Qiangwei and Zhang Yan, and used them to approach Zhang Yan.

Wu Qiangwei showed no expression, but Song Guanchao could sense that her emotions were churning inside.

"There's really no need to be angry," Song Guanchao consoled her. "Since he doesn't see you as a classmate, you don't need to see him as one either."

Fan Jie is a refined egoist, someone who doesn't differentiate between classmates and friends, only who can or cannot be used.

Indeed, seeing that he couldn't use Wu Qiangwei, he immediately turned to Zhang Yan and betrayed Wu Qiangwei.

And Zhang Yan getting into his car suggests she's still thinking about revenge.

Song Guanchao knew she couldn't just let go of her resentment like that, she just lacked a reason or excuse to go after her.

Now with the two involved together, it's likely they'll take action against Wu Qiangwei soon.

"He might make a move soon. If he asks you out, let me know," Song Guanchao said seriously.

"Okay."

Wu Qiangwei didn't think much of this former classmate relationship, she simply felt that since they once were alumni, even if she couldn't break principles to solve some issues for him, at least they were classmates.

But Fan Jie was too calculating, never really viewing her as a classmate.

Though she was a bit angry at first, she's already adjusted her mindset now.

Once sure her emotions weren't too affected, Song Guanchao left the office.

Back in his own office, Song Guanchao pondered over whether or not to meet Zhang Yan's secretary, Zhao Jian.

He had interacted with Secretary Zhao a few times, and had a rather positive impression of him.

Moreover, Song Guanchao felt that Zhao Jian seemed to be intentionally trying to leave a good impression, to leave himself a path for after Zhang Yan's downfall.

Of course, this was just Song Guanchao's subjective guess.

But even if he guessed wrong, it didn't seem to matter much.

Once he thought of it, he acted.

Song Guanchao picked up the phone: "Director Wang, if you're not busy, can you come over?"

Moments later, Wang Yu entered.

"Director Song, you called for me?"

"Do you have Secretary Zhao's contact information?"

"Which Secretary Zhao?"

"Zhao Jian."

"Oh, yes..." Wang Yu realized later that Zhao Jian was Zhang Yan's secretary.

Zhang Yan and Wu Qiangwei were rivals, so what did Song Guanchao want his contact info for?

She was curious but didn't ask.

She pulled out her phone and sent Zhao Jian's number to him.

As she was about to leave, Song Guanchao asked, "How well do you know Secretary Zhao?"

Wang Yu shook her head, "Barely interacted."

Song Guanchao nodded, he was just casually asking, not seriously expecting any useful information from her.

After Wang Yu left, Song Guanchao dialed Zhao Jian's number.

Beep beep...

"Hello, this is Zhao Jian." Zhao Jian's voice was gentle.

"Secretary Zhao, it's me."

"Director Song?"

Zhao Jian was a bit surprised.

"Is Secretary Zhao busy?"

"Not busy."

Smart as ever, Zhao Jian immediately said, "Is Director Song in the office?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll come over to chat for a while."

Soon enough, Zhao Jian arrived.

Entering the office, Song Guanchao got up and personally made him a cup of tea, pulling out all the stops.

Zhao Jian dared not put on airs; when Song Guanchao served the tea, he stood up and accepted it with both hands.

Song Guanchao took out cigarettes, and the two drank tea and smoked, chatting casually.

Midway through the cigarette, Song Guanchao got to the point: "A guy named Fan Jie, has he been visiting Mayor Zhang frequently lately?"

Zhao Jian knew of this person and nodded, "Yes, he has."

Song Guanchao asked, "Does Secretary Zhao know who this Fan Jie is?"

"He's the chairman of a training company."

Zhao Jian didn't hold back anything.

But he understood, since Song Guanchao asked, this Fan Jie must not be as simple as he appeared.

He showed some curiosity: "Does Director Song know him?"

"Yes."

Song Guanchao didn't intend to hide anything and directly stated, "Fan Jie is a college classmate of Mayor Wu."

Zhao Jian looked shocked, and this reaction wasn't feigned.

His mind raced; with just one sentence from Song Guanchao, countless possibilities emerged in his mind, quickly grasping the essence and roughly guessing why Song Guanchao sought him out.

Holding his cigarette, looking thoughtful, he said, "About half a month ago, he came to see Mayor Zhang, but I don't know the specifics of their meetings."

Song Guanchao asked, "Has he been frequenting in that time?"

Zhao Jian replied, "In the past two weeks, he's been here about three or four times."

His impression of Fan Jie was deep, not because of frequent visits, but because an unknown businessman, without any introduction, suddenly visiting and rapidly building such a close relationship with Mayor Zhang.

It indicated Fan Jie had exceptional social skills.

But now, he understood that the reason Fan Jie caught Mayor Zhang's attention was mainly due to his identity as Mayor Wu's classmate.

Without that identity, would Mayor Zhang give him any thought?

Song Guanchao said, "If Secretary Zhao has time, please keep an eye out for me."

"No problem."

Zhao Jian agreed readily.

Just finished the cigarette, he dusted off the ashes from his pants and said with a smile, "I'll head back. If there's news, I'll let you know."

"I'll see you out."

Zhao Jian left in a good mood; Song Guanchao's request meant he had picked up on his signals.

Even if Zhang Yan fell from grace later, having a connection with someone like Song Guanchao wouldn't make his situation too dire.

But first, he needed to show his value regarding the Fan Jie affair.

By value, it meant figuring out what Fan Jie and Zhang Yan were actually discussing.

That wouldn't be too hard for him.

Returning to his office, about half an hour later, Zhang Yan left her office.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he took a recording pen out of his briefcase, entered the office, and stuck it under the desk.

After finishing this, he left, naturally as if he had just thrown away some trash.

Soon, it was time to clock out.

After Zhang Yan left, he finished his work, glanced at the time, entered the office, retrieved the recorder, and left.

On the way home, he switched on the recorder, listening as he drove.

There wasn't any useful information.

He wasn't in a rush; it wasn't something to be hurried.

The next day.

He arrived early again, placed the fully charged recording pen, and then tidied up the office.

Just as Zhang Yan arrived, he made tea.

"Good morning, Mayor," Zhao Jian said, "Governor Lu is coming for an inspection this morning. I've put the itinerary on your desk."

"Okay." Zhang Yan showed no concern, sitting down and only glancing over the itinerary.

Just then, his phone vibrated; Zhao Jian took a quick glance, noticing a message.

The sender was Fan Jie.

And the content nearly made Zhao Jian's eyes pop out of his head.

Fan Jie: I dreamed of you last night.