In the car, Jiang Yiren asked how he resolved the issue.

Song Guanchao didn't hide it from her and explained the situation simply.

Jiang Yiren's eyes sparkled, showing an expression of admiration.

She proactively applied to come to Lingjiang City because of Song Guanchao.

Although their initial interactions were not very pleasant, after getting to know him, she found that Song Guanchao was incredibly capable.

Moreover, he was different from other men.

In Qingyuan County, the men who approached her all had obvious ulterior motives.

Song Guanchao was different; he didn't deliberately get close to her.

And it seemed like he didn't have that kind of interest in her.

Women, especially beautiful women, are proud.

They are long used to being praised and pursued, and suddenly meeting someone uninterested in them creates a psychological gap.

What's more, Song Guanchao is such an outstanding man, and in her heart, she was secretly competing with herself, also having the urge to develop a romance with him.

"Hey."

"Hmm?"

"What do you think of me?"

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Yiren gathered her courage and looked at him: "Do you want to try dating me?"

"Huh?"

Song Guanchao gave her a strange look, what kind of absurd words were those?

And it was so friggin' sudden, without any warning.

"Did Qu Xiangru tell you to confess to me?"

"What does this have to do with my sister?" Jiang Yiren asked, puzzled.

It's not Qu Xiangru?

Then it was her own decision?

"Not interested." Song Guanchao rejected her directly.

Jiang Yiren was furious: "Why?"

"Am I not pretty? Or is my figure not good?"

She puffed out her chest: "Or do you like flat ones?"

Song Guanchao rolled his eyes: "Not interested means not interested; there's no need for so many reasons."

"How do you know you're not interested without trying?"

"Try? How to try?"

Song Guanchao said: "Try by undressing and going to bed?"

Jiang Yiren's face turned red: "Does dating have to involve going to bed?"

"Nonsense, what kind of dating is it without going to bed?"

"Do you think this is school?"

"We're all adults, there's no time to waste."

"If you want a one night stand, I'm game; with your figure and looks, it should be pretty fun."

"But for dating, forget it; I don't have the time."

His words were too blunt, too vulgar, and Jiang Yiren, a pure maiden, had never heard such filthy talk.

The men who pursued her usually were upright and polite.

Song Guanchao talked about rolling in the sheets, giving a severe shock to her untainted, pure heart.

"You... you rascal!"

"Rascal?" Song Guanchao smiled without saying anything.

Soon, the car arrived at the Tax Bureau.

"Let's go."

"Humph."

Jiang Yiren followed him into the Tax Bureau with a stern face and met Wu Xinan.

Wu Xinan, now the head of the Tax Bureau, has not let it go to his head; he deeply understands the power dynamics in Lingjiang.

And he knows the Tax Bureau belongs to Jiang Yuan.

Although he's the top leader, he hasn't been able to establish authority during these days in office, and power hasn't been consolidated in his hands yet.

Any decision requires discussion and approval in meetings.

If several deputy directors don't nod in agreement, his words mean nothing.

He could be tougher, but he can't do that.

After all, these deputy directors' backing is Jiang Yuan.

He must maintain the balance, neither offending Jiang Yuan nor finding ways to seize power.

This requires extreme skill and ability.

It is incredibly taxing on the mind and spirit.

After Song Guanchao brought Jiang Yiren to visit him, he also went to find several deputy directors.

He had dealt with these deputy directors earlier in the Yang Lang murder case.

Now, he visited them one by one.

"Director Qian."

Walking into the office, Song Guanchao greeted with a smile.

Vice Director Qian promptly stood up to greet him.

"Hello, Secretary Song, please have a seat."

Vice Director Qian personally made tea, showing respect so profoundly that even Jiang Yiren was surprised.

It seemed like he was a bootlicker.

"Director Qian, you're too kind."

One shouldn't hit a smiling person; when treated with such politeness, Song Guanchao couldn't put up airs, and both sides gave each other due respect.

Song Guanchao said: "This is the Director of the Secretariat Department of the City Committee, Jiang Yiren, she's now in charge of the Civilized Office."

"Director Qian, you are aware of the situation with the Civilized Office, right? This responsibility was assigned by Secretary Lu before he left."

"In the future, if the Civilized Office needs cooperation from the Tax Bureau, we hope Director Qian can provide ample support."

Director Qian immediately assured: "Certainly, certainly."

He wasn't this polite to Wu Xinan.

But Song Guanchao is different.

Song Guanchao, as the head of the Special Investigation Team, solved the case and caught the murderer within days.

Also, back then, Lingjiang City's entire leadership collectively recommended him as the head of the Special Investigation Team.

He didn't know the detailed circumstances, only that Song Guanchao held substantial power in the city.

Such a person, he didn't dare offend.

After spending more than an hour in the Tax Bureau, Song Guanchao left.

"To the Industrial and Commercial Bureau," Jiang Yiren said.

So they went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Compared to the experienced Wu Xinan, Si Qingqing seemed immature.

She had no leadership experience; after arriving at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, she had little effect other than holding the title of director.

The deputy directors below all smiled outwardly, but they didn't relinquish any control.

Si Qingqing had no way to deal with it, nor did she know how to overcome the deadlock.

When Song Guanchao suddenly visited, she was delighted.

After a brief conversation, he went to find the deputy directors.

One of the deputy directors was an old acquaintance of Song Guanchao's.

This person was Chen Jie!

Back then, Song Guanchao had leverage over her with a video of her having an affair with a young lover.

At this meeting, Chen Jie was entirely uneasy.

First, he held her weakness in his hands.

Secondly, she heard Director Feng was also captured by Song Guanchao.

And even Jiang Yuan didn't say anything about it.

By the time they left the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, it was already past five.

Jiang Yiren said: "I reserved a restaurant."

Song Guanchao nodded, driving directly to the restaurant.

But in his heart, he suddenly felt like he had forgotten something.

Yet, at the moment, he couldn't remember.

...

After work, Xu Xin had dinner at the cafeteria before heading home.

Shortly after returning, she received a text message from an unknown number.

The content was a hotel room number.

She knew this came from Zheng Bihui.

She bit her lip, internally torn with a moral dilemma.

Going, she knew what would happen.

Not going, and Song Guanchao's path of promotion would inevitably face obstacles.

Inside, she was conflicted, anguished, and hesitant.

Closing her eyes, she recalled the scene when Song Guanchao protected her from Secretary Sun's advances.

Thinking about when Zheng Bihui came to her home attempting to violate her, Song Guanchao was the one to step in and beat him up.

"Phew~"

She opened her eyes, a glint of determination flashing through them, standing up, leaving, and heading to the hotel.

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