Official Career Storm

Chapter 1732: Chapter 1732

"Hehe."

Chang Hai only chuckled softly.

Song Guanchao’s explanation was reasonable, and he couldn’t find any faults with it.

But he didn’t believe that Song Guanchao was considering the bigger picture.

In his view, Song Guanchao’s unwillingness to be the one taking the lead was simply out of fear.

However, Song Guanchao himself had already said that it didn’t matter how he thought about it; this matter held no contention anymore.

Yang Gaolin, on the other hand, looked surprised and said, "This was your idea?"

He hadn’t paid much attention to Song Guanchao, merely considering him as Wu Qiangwei’s messenger.

Upon learning that it was entirely his own idea, Yang Gaolin was quite astonished.

"Yes." Song Guanchao nodded but didn’t expand on the topic; he stood up and said, "I won’t disturb Governor Yang any longer."

Yang Gaolin had just begun to develop some interest and wanted to chat further, but seeing Song Guanchao not wanting to engage in deeper conversation, he was even more surprised.

If it were someone else seeing his appreciative expression, they might have been eager to demonstrate their abilities in front of him.

Yet this young man was uncharacteristically not very interested in gaining his favor.

Yang Gaolin, having evaluated countless individuals, discerned that his behavior was not feigned indifference, but rather a genuine lack of regard for showing off.

With just this point, Yang Gaolin concluded that Song Guanchao was a person of great capability.

Capable people also possess matching pride.

Yang Gaolin couldn’t help but feel a fondness for such talent.

He placed his teacup down, stood up, and escorted him to the courtyard.

After Song Guanchao left, Chang Hai decided to say goodbye.

Yang Gaolin knew he held some resentment and imbalance within, so he patted his shoulder and said, "Come over for dinner after work tonight."

Chang Hai was momentarily stunned and flattered.

This was the first time Yang Gaolin had invited him to dinner, and it was even a family dinner!

For someone like Yang Gaolin, a retired high official, only truly trustworthy individuals were ever invited to his home.

He had always thought his blunder this time would disappoint Yang Gaolin, yet...

"Old leader..."

"Alright, go back to work."

"Okay." With his grievances and dissatisfaction completely swept away, Chang Hai’s departure was even more upright.

...

Song Guanchao realized someone was following him.

At such a critical time, apart from those entrepreneurs, no one else would be tracking him.

He sneered and simply ignored it.

Everything he needed to do was done, and even if they continued to report him, it wouldn’t affect him or change the outcome.

At next Monday’s expanded meeting, he would show these entrepreneurs his methods.

Returning to the City Government, he found Wu Qiangwei and informed her about inviting Yang Gaolin to the meeting as a consultant.

"Consultant..." Wu Qiangwei pondered for a few seconds and said, "I’ll discuss it with Secretary Zhou."

She knew Song Guanchao was laying all his cards on the table.

But even with Yang Gaolin included, the stakes weren’t large enough.

However, she was quite curious about the mystery Song Guanchao had been keeping.

From the sound of it, he seemed quite confident.

"Suggest inviting Governor Yang to the meeting during the group meeting," Song Guanchao reminded.

Wu Qiangwei initially felt confused, then understood his intention.

He was concerned that telling Zhou Zheng now would spread the news quickly, leading the entrepreneurs to cause trouble.

The entrepreneurs had just reported to pressure him, and his invitation of Governor Yang was clearly meant to counteract.

Song Guanchao wasn’t afraid of the reports but rather the hassle.

If the reports continued, Ji Wei, with his meticulous approach, would certainly summon him again.

He didn’t want to keep running around.

"I understand," Wu Qiangwei nodded, then expressed some concern, "If the decision to shut down and transfer passes at the meeting, the polluting companies might retaliate against you."

Song Guanchao merely chuckled, "They lack the guts."

Without giving Wu Qiangwei a chance to continue, he stood up and said, "I’ll get to work."

Wu Qiangwei looked exasperated, but inwardly she was determined; these polluting companies had better not target Song Guanchao, or she wouldn’t let them off.

...

"Song Guanchao went to the Provincial Committee’s compound to see Governor Yang."

Chairman Fang spoke in the group.

The people monitoring and following Song Guanchao were arranged by him.

Every move of Song Guanchao was under his watch.

If he weren’t worried about Song Guanchao noticing, he would’ve installed a listening device in the car.

"Hehe, it seems Director Song is scared," someone commented.

In their view, Song Guanchao, having just ended his detention, went to find Yang Gaolin, likely to explain that the interview videos online had nothing to do with him.

To avoid offending Yang Gaolin.

"Have the city’s standing committee members been dealt with?"

"Met with them, no major issues."

"Secretary Zhou said that after the standing committee meeting, he would organize us to go to the City Committee for a meeting, just like before."

The biggest obstacle was removed, and no one would dare jump out and block them anymore.

...

...

"Is your brother busy these days?"

In the office, Song Guanchao looked down at Zeng Li sitting on his lap and asked.

"I don’t know, I don’t usually keep in touch with him," Zeng Li, restlessly squirming in his lap, looked up and asked, "Are you looking for him about something?"

"I want to ask him something."

"Call him, you guys are so close; there’s no need to ask me."

Zeng Li said, "Don’t worry about bothering him; that’s your future brother-in-law. If he doesn’t help you, tell me."

Song Guanchao laughed, pulled out his phone, and made a call to Zeng Yingrong.

He had told Wu Qiangwei that he could handle Commander Wang from the Military District.

He dared to boast mainly due to his connections in the military.

However, having been retired for over three years and possessed of a certain status, it was difficult to approach directly, and Commander Wang wouldn’t pay attention.

That’s why he intended to use Zeng Yingrong as a liaison.

Once connected, Zeng Yingrong chuckled, "You wouldn’t have climbed the Three Treasure Hall without reason, so tell me, what do you need?"

Song Guanchao was embarrassed; after transitioning from the military to civil service, he indeed hadn’t maintained much contact with his friends from the forces.

Not because he didn’t want to, but due to the busy nature of daily work.

Besides, among men, there’s not much interest in maintaining formalities; when they remember, they contact, when not, it’s fine.

Touching Zeng Li’s chubby thigh, he asked, "Do you know the leader of the Military District in Jiangzhou?"

"Wang Yuan?" Zeng Yingrong asked, "On special occasions he’ll visit my grandfather; what do you need from him?"

Song Guanchao thought, the old commanders are still the best, then said, "There’s a standing committee meeting next week, and I need his vote."

Speaking candidly, Zeng Yingrong felt no issue.

If he beat around the bush, it would be uncomfortable instead.

"The Military District doesn’t handle government matters; is his vote that important?"

"Better to have it than not."

"Alright... I’ll see," Zeng Yingrong thought for a few seconds, "I just went down for training these two days, can’t find the time to visit. My sister is in Jiangzhou, right?"

Looking at Zeng Li on his lap, Song Guanchao said, "Yes, with Mayor Wu."

"Then I’ll call Commander Wang later; you and my sister can go meet him."

Zeng Yingrong said, "But let me clarify upfront, I can’t guarantee he’ll give you his vote. Since it involves your administrative issues, Commander Wang won’t vote casually."

"Don’t worry, I understand. I’ll hang up now."

Song Guanchao hung up and gave Zeng Li a slap on her backside, "It’s broad daylight; stop squirming."

This girl had been wriggling on his lap, driving up his irritation.

Zeng Li’s eyes filled with mist, she hooked his neck and said grievously, "It’s been a while since we’ve been intimate."

Glancing at the door, Song Guanchao said, "People might come by anytime here. Wait until evening... oh, can’t do that; I’m being watched, so evening’s not safe either. Let’s wait a while."

"I don’t want to..." Zeng Li glared and pouted, just then, her phone rang. It was a call from her brother.

She picked it up, huffing, "What!"

Zeng Yingrong was taken aback; how had his younger sister become so aggravated?

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