Official Career Storm

Chapter 1759: Chapter 1759

Song Guanchao looked up, seeing two men wearing hats and masks, only their eyes visible, wearing black down jackets, about 1.75 meters tall.

He had ample time to react, retreat, and subdue the two men.

But he held back.

It wasn’t until they were close and reached out to try to control him that he stepped back half a step.

The two men paused for a moment, seemingly cursing under their breath, then a fist came smashing toward his head.

Song Guanchao didn’t retreat this time but dodged aside, using his shoulder to take the punch.

Tsk.

The punch had quite some force.

Taking the punch, Song Guanchao put up a nominal resistance, and both sides started to wrestle.

Within a few breaths, Song Guanchao’s clothes were already torn, with scratches on his face.

"Damn! Why is he so difficult to handle?"

The two men were a bit surprised, thinking it would be simple, but even going together, they couldn’t subdue him for several minutes.

During a fight, physical strength drains quickly; even with just a few minutes, the two were already somewhat exhausted.

"Hold him!" one of the men shouted.

The other man wrapped his arms around Song Guanchao, attempting to bring him down.

The man giving orders pulled out a knife from his pocket, pressed it, revealing two cold blades, pointing at Song Guanchao, saying "Stay put, or I’ll kill you!"

Seeing the knife revealed, Song Guanchao, far from afraid, seemed to have a gleam in his eyes.

"Come on, have the guts to stab me to death!" he shouted loudly, provoking the other.

The man holding Song Guanchao said, "Don’t do anything rash!"

They just intended to cripple one of Song Guanchao’s arms; using a knife would be entirely different.

But the man had already been provoked, cursed "Damn it," and then stabbed toward Song Guanchao.

Song Guanchao timely dodged, the blade slashing his arm, the wool coat instantly cut open, bringing along a scratch on his arm.

It was shallow, but it still drew blood.

Seeing the goal achieved, Song Guanchao sneered, grabbed the man’s hair with one hand, pressed his body down, and swiftly raised his knee, striking the man’s abdomen.

The man gagged, his hands holding Song Guanchao’s waist loosened a bit.

Song Guanchao seized the moment to elbow the man on his back, the man couldn’t bear it, groaning and directly kneeling on the ground.

The other didn’t expect Song Guanchao to handle his companion so quickly, paused for half a second, and then swung the knife to stab.

Song Guanchao easily dodged, punching his wrist, the knife dropping in response.

He raised his hand and a resounding slap hit the man, with half of his face taking a solid hit, his head spinning.

Song Guanchao followed with a kick straight to the chest, the man staggered backward, sitting down heavily on the ground.

Having handled the two, Song Guanchao looked down at his arm.

The blood flowed quite heavily.

At this moment, there was a "ding" from the elevator.

The elevator door opened, Director Ma stepped out first, followed closely by three policemen.

Seeing the situation in the hallway, the four were astonished.

Director Ma reacted quickly, rushing over and kicking the man trying to get up back down, knee pressing on his back, saying "Cuff them!"

The three young policemen, not knowing what had happened, were fast with their hands, cuffing the two, then looking up at Song Guanchao in confusion.

"Director Song, you’re hurt?" seeing the blood on his arm, Director Ma was startled.

"Just a flesh wound," Song Guanchao said, "Take them back, but don’t interrogate them just yet."

"Understood."

Director Ma instructed the officers to take them away while he accompanied Song Guanchao to the hospital.

On the way, Song Guanchao said, "When you get back, have those two spill the names of the corporate heads involved."

Director Ma asked, "Are they behind this?"

"No."

"What?"

"But even if they aren’t, they will be. With these people in my hands, whoever I say is giving orders will be the one doing it!"

Although he very much wanted to bring Lin He, the real culprit, to justice, this wasn’t in his best interest.

To maximize benefits, those corporate heads had to take the fall.

Director Ma didn’t quite understand but didn’t ask further.

Then, Song Guanchao called Jiang Yiren: "Director Jiang, ask your dad if there’s a trustworthy reporter available."

When receiving the call, Jiang Yiren was both surprised and excited.

Hearing his words, Jiang Yiren puckered her lips but knowing he had something important, she didn’t act pettily, obediently agreeing before hanging up, immediately contacting her dad.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yiren sent over the number of a reporter.

For the most trustworthy, that would definitely be Zhou Qian and Lin Wanqiu.

But one was in Lingjiang, another in Beijing, neither could come in time.

Moreover, Zhou Qian, being a reporter from a prefecture-level city, wasn’t high enough in status, nor suitable to get involved.

However, the Jiang Family in Jiangzhou had some standing, and surely knew some familiar journalists, making it a safe choice to approach them now when relations are good.

He dialed Fei Shuo, the reporter, explaining his identity and mentioned being referred by the Jiang Family.

Fei Shuo, being a smart man, directly asked, "Director Song, what do you need me to do?"

Song Guanchao said, "Tonight, someone laid in wait outside my house, attempting to kidnap me with a knife, but I subdued them."

Fei Shuo shuddered inside.

Attempted knife kidnapping of a deputy director-level cadre!

Who could be so bold!

"Reporter Fei, if you’re not busy, come to the hospital and conduct an interview with me."

"Alright!"

Song Guanchao sent over the hospital address, closing his eyes.

Arriving at the hospital, after simple bandaging, Song Guanchao didn’t leave but had the doctor arrange a ward for him.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Fei Shuo arrived.

Thirty-seven or eight years old, decent-looking, slightly chubby.

"Director Song, hello, I’m Fei Shuo, a reporter from the city television station."

"With an arm injured, I won’t shake hands with you."

Song Guanchao leaned against the headboard and said, "Let’s begin the interview."

Fei Shuo nodded, took out the video camera, adjusted the shooting angle, sat down again, and started the interview.

Fei Shuo was professional and clever, roughly guessing what Song Guanchao wanted him to focus on in the interview, asking questions in line with Song Guanchao’s intentions.

During the interview, Song Guanchao explained the attack he faced that night.

Fei Shuo inquired if the assailants had revealed why they wanted to kidnap him; Song Guanchao said he had already questioned them before the police arrived.

And from the assailants, he learned the reason for the confrontation.

This kidnapping incident traced back to a recent issue with pollution-causing enterprises in the High-tech Zone.

Discontented with the handling by the City Committee and Municipal Government, these enterprise heads spent money, claiming to offer a million to take one of his arms.

Listening to Song Guanchao’s remarks, Fei Shuo’s heart twinged.

He realized he seemed to be unintentionally dragged into a struggle.

If this interview got out, those corporations would assuredly be brought in for questioning by the police.

Certainly, Song Guanchao had been marked by them for revenge, and he too would be associated with Song Guanchao.

He wasn’t certain if he would face retribution.

He felt hesitant and conflicted.

On one hand, he was afraid of retribution.

On the other hand, he keenly sensed he might seize the opportunity to attach himself to Song Guanchao, a rising star!

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