Official Career Storm-Chapter 1465

Song Guanchao returned to the office, suddenly with nothing to do.

He flipped through documents and looked at materials, and time passed quickly.

As it approached evening, Wu Yun asked, "What are we eating tonight?"

Just as Song Guanchao was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang; it was Jiang Yiren calling.

"Hello..."

"Are you off work?"

"Not yet."

"Then I'll wait for you."

"You're here?"

"Yes." Jiang Yiren's tone was cheerful.

She originally thought that after offending Zhou Zheng last time, she wouldn't have a chance to come to Jiangzhou anymore.

But today, Zheng Bihui suddenly told her that the Organization Department of Jiangzhou City requires her to report to the Jiangzhou Municipal Government and find Song Guanchao.

Her specific position was to be arranged by Song Guanchao.

She was delighted, no matter what Song Guanchao said about not being able to help, he ended up helping her.

She had no idea that this wasn't done by Song Guanchao at all.

"I'm busy tonight, come tomorrow instead."

"Really busy?" Jiang Yiren sounded a bit disappointed.

"Yeah, I've been quite busy lately. Let's not talk about it now."

After hanging up the phone, Song Guanchao said, "I have dinner plans tonight and tomorrow."

Wu Yun acknowledged him with an "Oh," without thinking much of it.

She knew how tough the case Song Guanchao was handling was.

"Then I'm heading home first."

"I'll see you off."

"No need, I'll go back myself, it's not far anyway. Go ahead with your work, don't worry about me."

Wu Yun picked up her bag and smiled mischievously at her.

After she left, Song Guanchao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt like his time and energy were getting a bit overwhelming.

He had thought that after coming to Jiangzhou, being separated by distance from the girls, their relationships would gradually fade over time, eventually becoming just friends.

As for the past flirtations, they weren't anything significant.

Just ordinary coworkers, who, over time, might show some flirtatious behaviors occasionally, but all good things must come to an end.

A job change, a period of no contact, and you'd either revert back to being friends or become strangers.

Not to mention, working within such a system made job transfers much harder than in ordinary jobs.

Who would have thought that Wu Yun would come to Jiangzhou?

And Jiang Yiren...

Song Guanchao rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

With some time left before clocking out, he closed his eyes to rest, trying to regain energy.

When it was time to leave work, he instantly felt energized, like he was injected with adrenaline.

He first went to buy groceries, then headed straight to Wen Ru's home.

Song Guanchao had the home's password, and when he arrived, Wen Ru was not home yet.

He grabbed an apron, tied it on, and after taking a quick glance around the kitchen to get a general sense, he started cooking.

Half an hour later, when Wen Ru pushed the door open, she immediately heard the noise from the kitchen.

She turned her head, watching Song Guanchao's busy figure and the steaming heat.

She tried her best to remain indifferent, but the joy in her heart couldn't be suppressed.

Hearing the noise, Song Guanchao glanced back, "You're back? Sit down for a moment, it'll be ready soon."

"Okay."

Wen Ru changed into slippers, placed her handbag on the cabinet by the entrance.

She took a bottle of soda from the fridge and, as she closed the fridge door, caught sight of the wine cabinet beside her.

She glanced back at the kitchen, hesitated, then opened the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, opened it, and poured it into a decanter.

After finishing the last dish, Song Guanchao slid open the kitchen's sliding door.

"Go wash your hands, it's time to eat."

Song Guanchao set the dishes on the dining table and noticed the red wine in the decanter, chuckled softly.

Wen Ru washed her hands, unbuttoned her suit jacket, and sat down.

She was a bit surprised looking at the enticing display of dishes.

If she hadn't witnessed Song Guanchao cook, she would have really thought it was her takeout order.

"Try it." Song Guanchao handed her a pair of chopsticks and poured some wine.

Wen Ru picked up a shrimp, removed the head, and gently sucked on the tail, and the rich juices burst into her mouth, a fusion of flavors that made her taste buds dance.

"How is it?"

"It's good."

Wen Ru's reaction was reserved, avoiding exaggerated praise.

Song Guanchao didn't mind; he liked Wen Ru's controlled demeanor at all times.

This elegance has another name: buried passion!

The more elegant they are in public, the more alluring when their suppressed expressions emerge, biting their lips to stifle sound.

Wen Ru noticed he was staring at her, a flicker of fire in his eyes.

She pretended nothing was wrong, eating slowly and deliberately.

"Did you contact Captain Cao?" Wen Ru casually asked.

"I contacted him."

"Call me back tomorrow."

"Why didn't you arrest Zhang Yan?"

She thought that after interrogating Zhao Jian, Song Guanchao would arrest Zhang Yan in the afternoon.

"She wasn't involved."

Wen Ru raised her eyebrows, "Who said that?"

"Zhao Jian said so."

Song Guanchao explained, "The documents from the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission were all forged debts and stamps by Zhao Jian. Zhang Yan wasn't aware of it."

Wen Ru sipped her red wine, "Do you believe it?"

Song Guanchao said, "It's not about what I believe; these are the facts."

Wen Ru replied, "Visible facts may not be the truth."

"What do you mean?"

"For seven years, nine state-owned enterprises were sold. Zhou Zheng didn't know, and neither did Zhang Yan. Does that seem possible to you?"

"Between the two of them, at least one is lying."

"If Zhou Zheng truly didn't know, then Zhang Yan must have been involved. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to hide it from Zhou Zheng."

Song Guanchao pondered, "If Zhang Yan didn't know, then Zhou Zheng has a problem?"

"..." Wen Ru fell silent for a couple of seconds, "That's possible, but unlikely. I believe Zhang Yan was aware and involved."

"But Zhao Jian said… strange."

Song Guanchao frowned in thought, but couldn't figure out how Zhang Yan managed to escape suspicion.

Zhao Jian couldn't possibly be lying, Song Guanchao was 100% sure of that.

"If she was involved, it will surely be found out."

"Let's eat first, don't think too much about it."

"Alright." Song Guanchao laughed, "Right, let's not think too much and focus on eating."

He realized that Wen Ru was just making small talk and didn't really want to discuss these matters during a meal.

After all, a romantic night with a beautiful companion was tonight's main event.

Song Guanchao finished most of the dishes himself.

Wen Ru maintained a controlled diet and didn't eat much.

Watching most of it disappear into Song Guanchao's stomach left her a bit speechless.

He sure can eat.

"You go sit, I'll wash the dishes."

Song Guanchao began cleaning the plates, and Wen Ru didn't say anything, only helping in tidying up.

With a man and woman working together, the task was less tiring, and they quickly cleaned up everything.

Song Guanchao removed his shirt, stained with the smell of cooking, and went for a quick shower.

He came out with just a towel wrapped around him.

This behavior completely resembled a man comfortable in his own home.

Seeing this, Wen Ru blushed.

Song Guanchao sat beside her, asking, "Do you want to take a shower too?"

He didn't need to urge her; Wen Ru was already grabbing her clothes.

As the sound of running water came from the bathroom, Song Guanchao chuckled, barefoot, quietly approached like a cat.

Then, he grasped the door handle, gently pushing it open.