Official Career Storm

Chapter 1780: Chapter 1780

Chairman Fang wondered if he heard it wrong.

Before he entered, Chairman Fang had already been considering returning the fifty million.

Unexpectedly, Song Guanchao was willing to let him keep four million.

To him, this was the best outcome.

He looked at Chairman Fang with flickering, suspicious eyes, instinctively wanting to ask if he was serious.

The words were at the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back, suspecting Song Guanchao was deliberately trying to get him to speak.

Song Guanchao carefully observed his reaction and laughed, saying, "It is better to resolve a problem than to escalate it. I actually wanted to talk to you and clear up some misunderstanding. It’s you who misunderstood me, causing the delay in meeting."

"Originally, at Monday’s meeting, I planned to explain everything carefully, but who knew you would pull such a stunt."

Song Guanchao handed over a cigarette again: "Have a smoke, let’s talk things through."

Chairman Fang lit the cigarette and listened as he spoke: "The City Government’s plan is currently to consolidate all enterprises’ quality assets and establish a new company. But this doesn’t mean you’ll all be kicked out."

"On the contrary, you possess rich industry management experience, which is what we need. Therefore, we intend to invite you to join the new company and continue to serve in the management team."

Listening to Song Guanchao’s explanation, Chairman Fang’s eyes grew brighter.

If this were true, then things weren’t so bad after all.

Still, he remained skeptical about the truth of Song Guanchao’s words.

Song Guanchao extinguished the cigarette, stood up, and said, "Chairman Fang, take your time to think about it. If you’ve made up your mind, just speak to the camera."

"Director Song didn’t deceive me?" Chairman Fang stopped him.

Song Guanchao smiled lightly: "Does Chairman Fang think it’s necessary for me?"

He stood in front of the table and asked, "Have you made up your mind, Chairman Fang?"

Chairman Fang finished the remaining half of his cigarette, exhaled forcefully, and said, "I’ve thought it through, and I will return the money."

Song Guanchao had already guessed that he wouldn’t refuse.

After all, from any angle, the conditions he offered were generous enough.

Sure, fifty million is tempting, but getting that money isn’t easy.

Song Guanchao smiled in satisfaction, then asked, "There’s one more thing..."

Upon saying this, he suddenly turned his head: "Turn off the cameras."

The camera light went off, and Chairman Fang was a bit nervous, unsure of what he wanted to ask.

Song Guanchao grabbed the backrest of the chair, leaning slightly forward, and whispered, "Was it Director Huang who unfroze Yanghe Petrochemical’s corporate account?"

Chairman Fang glanced nervously at the camera, even though it was turned off, he still felt anxious.

After a long pause, he reluctantly murmured a response.

Song Guanchao asked again, "How much did you give him and in what form?"

"Thirty million, encrypted currency."

"Good."

"Have a seat." Song Guanchao returned to the surveillance room. Tan Miao and Lin Jingsheng had already heard the previous conversation between the two.

Tan Miao stood up and said, "I will arrange for the restitution."

Song Guanchao acknowledged and then proceeded to Director Huang’s room, pushed the door open, and walked in.

Director Huang was in good spirits, and Lin Jingsheng had merely threatened the shareholders, not having encountered him.

Being an official figure, Lin Jingsheng wouldn’t dare to threaten him.

"Director Song." Director Huang came over and sat down, being very cooperative.

Song Guanchao said, "Secretary Tan should have spoken to you already?"

Director Huang sighed, "Director Song, I’ve already explained the situation to Mayor Wu."

Song Guanchao said, "But you don’t seem very cooperative?"

"I’m very cooperative." Director Huang was a bit angry: "I don’t know who’s reporting, but you can check my bank transactions. If I’ve taken bribes..."

Song Guanchao said, "Director Huang, I can give you a chance to admit your mistakes. If you voluntarily return the money, I will plead with Mayor Wu to only dismiss your party membership and position, sparing you from criminal charges."

Director Huang stood up from the chair, emotionally agitated, and said, "Director Song still doesn’t believe me? I’ve said, I didn’t take the money! You can check all you want! I’m clean and innocent, unafraid of scrutiny! What I didn’t do, I didn’t do, don’t try to smear me! It’s slander against my character!"

If he hadn’t just learned the specifics from Chairman Fang, Song Guanchao might have been fooled by his superb act.

"Fang Yan has already confessed."

"Director Song, don’t try to deceive me with such words..."

"Thirty million, encrypted currency." Song Guanchao said calmly.

Upon hearing these keywords, Director Huang’s emotionally agitated face noticeably froze for a moment.

His cheeks twitched, throat swallowed, and he was briefly rendered speechless.

Song Guanchao took out a cigarette, lit it, and said, "You have the duration of one cigarette to think it over. If you maintain this attitude, I really can’t help you."

Director Huang’s inner stability crumbled, the panic rose within him as the cigarette in Song Guanchao’s hand burned away, layer by layer.

When Song Guanchao finally extinguished the cigarette, he thought Song Guanchao would ask if he had considered it, yet he just stood up to leave, showing no intention of asking him.

At that moment, Director Huang could no longer hold back, and he immediately shouted, "Director Song, I want to explain the situation to you!"

Song Guanchao half-turned his body, stopped, and said, "Oh," to the camera, "Secretary Tan, please come over."

A few minutes later, Tan Miao walked in with pen and paper and sat beside Song Guanchao.

After spreading open the notebook, Director Huang said, "They indeed gave me encrypted currency worth thirty million, but I was planning to hand it over to the Disciplinary Committee afterwards..."

"Knock, knock." Tan Miao tapped on the table, helplessly interrupting him: "The money from Yanghe Petrochemical has already been transferred, and before being taken away by the Disciplinary Committee, you didn’t notify us. What you say now is meaningless."

"Director Song also told you, as long as you return the money and cooperate, your criminal responsibility will not be pursued."

"Yes, yes..." Director Huang chuckled awkwardly, trying to minimize his responsibility.

"The encrypted currency is at my home..."

He revealed the location where the encrypted currency was hidden and then recounted the process of Chairman Fang bribing him.

Ten minutes later, Song Guanchao and Tan Miao exited the room.

So far, everything was progressing very smoothly.

Now, it’s just those shareholders left.

Chairman Fang and Director Huang, together, only accounted for eighty million, but billions had been transferred.

"Director Song, do you want to see those shareholders?"

"Yes, let’s see them."

Song Guanchao glanced at the time; it was not yet eleven o’clock.

He pushed open Yang Wan’s room; it was his first meeting with the shareholders of Yanghe Petrochemical.

Before this, neither had met; they were unfamiliar with each other.

While he assessed Yang Wan, Yang Wan was also evaluating him.

Song Guanchao went over and extended his hand: "Hello Mr. Yang, I’m Song Guanchao."

Upon hearing the name, Yang Wan was a bit surprised and shook his hand: "Director Song is even younger than I imagined."

Song Guanchao turned to walk toward the table: "Mr. Yang, let’s have a chat."

Yang Wan went over, sat face to face with him, and asked: "What does Director Song want to talk about?"

Song Guanchao interlaced his fingers, staring into his eyes: "Return the company’s money."

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