Furthermore, what direct relationship does the Jiang family's acquisition of the project have with handing the project over to Wu Qiangwei?

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out any connection.

Qu Xiangru took a sip of tea to suppress his slightly irritated mood.

"Anything else?"

"No."

"Out."

Song Guanchao didn't move, his heart filled with too many doubts, unable to find answers, leaving him uneasy.

"Why give the project to Secretary Wu?"

Wu Qiangwei had mentioned to him about securing the project.

But this matter was assigned to him to handle.

Why did Qu Xiangru also have this idea?

From her attitude, it was obviously not voluntary.

More like someone instructed her to do so.

Was it Wu Qiangwei who told her to do it?

Highly unlikely.

Not to mention Wu Qiangwei wouldn't do such a thing, even if she suggested it, Qu Xiangru would never agree.

Even if she agreed, it would certainly be a trade of interests.

Since it involved a trade of interests, she wouldn't have this kind of emotion now.

So, who made her do this?

The person making such a request must have a higher status than her.

And most likely did not provide any benefits to her.

Only for this reason would she be so agitated.

And there aren't many who can do that.

Song Guanchao suddenly thought of last Friday when Secretary Gao and Governor Hou came to Lingjiang for investigation.

And they had a private conversation with her in Qu Xiangru's office.

Was it Secretary Gao and Governor Hou?

But why would they do this?

Was it to boost Wu Qiangwei's political achievements?

Song Guanchao now had a rough outline in his mind.

"Out." Qu Xiangru did not answer him and her tone became increasingly impatient.

Song Guanchao sighed, deciding not to probe any further.

With the answers in his heart, he didn't need them verbalized by her.

As for why the Jiang family must acquire the project.

Why only after the Jiang family acquires the project can it be handed over to Wu Qiangwei.

These were thoughts he didn't bother to dwell on.

Qu Xiangru doesn't do futile things; since she acted, she must have her reasons.

He left the City Committee and went to the New City Company.

Ning Lin, after serving the tea, instinctively glanced at the desk.

She remembered the secret she discovered on the desk last time.

Her cheeks flushed unnaturally, she set down the tea and gently closed the office door.

Just as she left, Liu Lanzi went over and locked the door from the inside.

Ning Lin remained just outside, not far away.

She heard the sound of the lock turning, her heartbeat subtly quickening.

She quickly went to the reception, reminding Chairman Liu of the presence of important guests and instructed that if anyone approached, they should be directed to the waiting room and to call her, not come near the office.

After giving the instructions, she returned to the outer office, standing by the door like an old country man eavesdropping on widows, stealthily listening to the noises inside.

Liu Lanzi returned, sitting herself on Song Guanchao's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck: "What do you need me for?"

She was the chairman of New City Company, often required for business receptions, dressed more formally but not old-fashioned.

Though winter had yet to end, she traveled by car, entering and exiting places with heating, so her clothing was not thick.

Her pure wool women's pencil pants were very supple and fitted closely.

Song Guanchao caressed her thigh, slipping his hand into her waistband, between her thighs.

Through her underwear, he manipulated with his fingers, rubbing back and forth.

Before long, moisture began to seep out.

Liu Lanzi clamped his hand, her face soon flushed with color.

"The land auction for Fengmen Building starts the day after tomorrow."

"Has New City Company prepared the tender?"

Song Guanchao's other hand slipped into her neckline, grabbing the playful rabbit.

Liu Lanzi's breathing became slightly rapid: "No, didn't you say to wait for your word?"

"Mm, I came to tell you there's still a bit of an issue with this project for the time being."

"Barring unexpected circumstances, after some time, the project will shift to Secretary Wu's side, under my responsibility."

"Then you can enter the fray."

Liu Lanzi's eyes were brimming with water, the tender inner-thigh flesh clamping his hand hard: "But I want you to come in now."

She reached to undo Song Guanchao's pants, while he withdrew his hand and pulled her pants down to her knees.

She stood on her legs, bending over with her back to Song Guanchao.

Her fair, rounded, and plump buttocks dominated Song Guanchao's entire view.

Song Guanchao held her rump, positioned it above as she slowly sat down.

"Ah~"

She tried hard to restrain, yet the sound was still somewhat loud.

Fortunately, the office was large enough with good soundproofing, ensuring no one outside could hear.

She leaned back, tilting her head to kiss him, as Song Guanchao grabbed her soft chest with one hand and explored the garden with the other.

Her legs were taut and tight, and as her emotions surged, she tightly clamped her thighs, trembling.

Outside.

Ning Lin was startled by the sound, her heart following suit with a tremble.

She felt her throat tighten, her body stiffening.

She dared not move randomly, fearing that any noise would be heard by those inside.

She suddenly recalled that there was a glass window in the office.

The glass window was covered with blinds.

But through the gaps, you could barely see.

She quietly moved her body, came to the window, closed one eye, and peeked through the slits of the blinds.

To see the usually dignified Chairman Liu now exposing her long legs, reclining on Song Guanchao, her heart nearly leapt out of her throat.

She saw the dense leg hair on Song Guanchao's thighs, noticing their intimate union.

She saw Liu Lanzi's open shirt, her underwear pulled up, Song Guanchao squeezing her fullness out of shape.

She witnessed the satisfaction and joy on Liu Lanzi's face as Song Guanchao filled her up.

Such a raw and sensuous display brazenly invaded her view.

Ning Lin felt all her energy drained at that moment.

Her legs softened, her body felt a sense of emptiness.

She tightly clenched her legs, biting her lip, her ears turning red.

For more than half an hour, she observed scenes only seen in adult films.

She saw Chairman Liu lifted by Song Guanchao, saw her laying on the office desk...

Every detail was visible.

Only when the two stopped did Ning Lin suddenly awaken, hurrying outside.

She waited outside for about ten minutes, seeing Song Guanchao emerging from the office.

She faked a calm smile: "Secretary Song."

Song Guanchao smiled at her, heading towards the elevator.

After he left, Ning Lin let out a light breath.

Time.

Quickly came to Wednesday.

The land auction for the Fengmen Building project commenced.

A total of 29 plots, with 14 sold in this round of the auction.

Out of them, the core plots, all seven, were acquired by Da Yuan Real Estate of the Jiang family.

The transaction floor price was 8,621 yuan per square meter, with a total transaction of 4.721 billion yuan.

On the day of the land auction, Da Yuan Real Estate signed the contract with the City Government, with all funds to be settled within seven days.

Song Guanchao reviewed the auction report, though he trusted Qu Xiangru, he really couldn't fathom how she planned to bring the project over.

After all, everything had already been settled.

Once the payment is complete, the Jiang family would begin land development.

Could it be possible that halfway through the project, a change in leadership would occur?

This was almost impossible.

Just then, Wu Qiangwei called.

"Secretary."

"Is the auction over?"

"Yes."

It seemed the secretary, while out on research, hadn't forgotten to keep tabs on this end.

Song Guanchao asked, "Secretary, are you returning today? I have some matters to report to you."

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