Official Career Storm-Chapter 1337

"Secretary Chu, were you looking for me?"

Song Guanchao walked into the office with a sly grin.

As he got closer, Song Guanchao exclaimed, "This is really strange."

Chu Xiao'e was puzzled, "What?"

Song Guanchao stared at her face, "Everyone else keeps getting older, but you're going the opposite way? Have you done something for your face recently?"

Chu Xiao'e scoffed, "Smooth talker."

"I'm not just being smooth, I mean it. Your little face looks younger and younger."

Her skin was already good, but now it's even better.

Fair and rosy with a healthy glow.

Her overall demeanor was also much improved.

Song Guanchao guessed it was probably because of her promotion.

Power is like an aphrodisiac for men, and this saying also holds true for women.

After a promotion, the mindset changes, and so does the entire person's demeanor.

Chu Xiao'e rolled her eyes elegantly and picked up the phone to call the secretary in.

She handed over a stack of documents, "Take these files out."

"Okay."

Secretary Xu felt an inexplicable thought in her mind.

She suddenly noticed that every time Song Guanchao came over, Secretary Chu would have her do something.

The thought flashed by, and she didn't think much of it.

After she left, Song Guanchao looked at her with a mischievous smile.

Chu Xiao'e's eyes flickered under his gaze, "What are you smiling at?"

Song Guanchao didn't reply but asked, "Should the door be locked?"

The reddened face of Chu Xiao'e immediately demanded, "Why lock the door?"

Song Guanchao's grin grew wider, and Chu Xiao'e suddenly got a bit annoyed, "Do you have something or not? If not, get out."

Song Guanchao chuckled, "You called me."

"..." Chu Xiao'e was even more embarrassed.

Song Guanchao burst out laughing and didn't tease her anymore, walked over, and locked the door from the inside. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

He walked over and lifted Chu Xiao'e's petite and delicate figure from the chair.

She was wearing the exact outfit that Song Guanchao had given her.

He placed Chu Xiao'e on the desk, bent down to kiss her earlobe, and felt her body tremble violently, emitting gentle moans.

Song Guanchao kissed along the earlobe, bit by bit.

She raised her chin, revealing her long, snow-white swan neck. Due to the tension, veins emerged under the fair skin.

As Song Guanchao kissed, his fingers nimbly unbuttoned her shirt, pulling the hem out from her pants.

Then, he went to unbutton her pants.

He wrapped one hand around her waist, lifted her slightly, and used the other hand to gently slide her pants down.

The smooth fabric pants slid silkily to the ground.

Between her snow-white full thighs, the thin fabric was already soaked.

Chu Xiao'e was more eager than he was, quickly undoing his belt with her small hands.

Song Guanchao held her by the hips, moved a bit further back, and after adjusting to the right position, took a small step in, just to bump against her tender threshold.

"Ah~" Chu Xiao'e, flowing and steady, suddenly tightened her grip on his arm.

She eagerly leaned forward, softly and shyly urging, "Come in quickly."

Song Guanchao licked his lips, his fingers buried in her flesh, suddenly pulling towards himself.

Instantly, the friction created by the tight wrap made Song Guanchao let out comfortable breathing sounds, while Chu Xiao'e cried out.

The sound was a bit loud, startling Song Guanchao, who quickly covered her mouth.

Half an hour later, Chu Xiao'e lay on the desk, her legs weakly hanging over the edge, occasionally twitching.

The posture, those legs, and those full round hips were extremely enticing.

Song Guanchao leaned back in the chair, gasping for breath.

Chu Xiao'e rested for a few minutes before using her arms to prop herself up, tidying her messy clothes.

"How's Zheng Bihui?" Song Guanchao lit a cigarette, asked casually.

"Pretty good."

Chu Xiao'e said, "Getting along quite well."

She pulled up her pants, glanced down at the mark on the floor tile beneath her feet just now, crouched down, and wiped with a paper.

...

Zhou Xin's parents only received the news this morning, learning their son was arrested for assaulting someone. They immediately rushed to the police station.

His father is in business, while his mother is a leader at a certain bureau committee.

The family background isn't particularly strong, but they have money and know many leaders.

Such minor things aren't a big deal for them; they can settle it with some money, without even needing a phone call.

"Son, don't be afraid, mom will get you out today!"

Consoling her son first, Mrs. Zhou found Chief Qian.

The implication was clear: as long as her son could be released, she'd certainly give him a big red envelope.

Chief Qian didn't fall for it, pretended to struggle, "It's not that I don't want to release him; it's already a case filed, can't be dismissed."

Mrs. Zhou said, "How can it not be? This is a civil case, not a criminal one. Chief Qian, are you taking advantage of my lack of legal knowledge? Where are the two kids who got beaten? I'll find them and have them withdraw the complaint."

Chief Qian maintained a polite smile, "Those two young guys were beaten bloody. After last night's examination, the injuries reached the level of minor injury. So this isn't civil, it's already a criminal case, can't withdraw the complaint."

Mrs. Zhou's eyes widened, showing no retreat despite it being a criminal case, "What's wrong with criminal? Criminal cases can be withdrawn too!"

Chief Qian helplessly said, "I'm just a chief; I don't have the authority. You should ask someone else for help."

"Fine, then I'll find your boss!"

Mrs. Zhou took out her phone from her bag and immediately dialed a number.

"Hello, Dean You, I want to ask a small favor..."

Chief Qian listened by the side, feeling immensely disgusted but didn't show it.

There are too many people who disregard the law, and he's seen countless of them, long accustomed to it.

But this time was different.

This time, the person they offended was not ordinary.

Judging by her title, it should be Dean You of the procuratorate.

But even if Dean You steps in, it won't work.

This is the police station; his superior is the bureau chief.

The procuratorate, a Qingshui Government, a weak department, to put it bluntly, he, as a chief, doesn't need to mind.

They're not within the same system, simply out of control.

After a while, Mrs. Zhou finished her call and walked over, "Chief Qian, do you have time for lunch? Dean You will host, we can have a casual meal together?"

Chief Qian shook his head, "No need for lunch; I'm quite busy with work. It's not that I don't want to help your son; I really don't have the ability."

Mrs. Zhou frowned, "Chief Qian, it's just a casual meal; it won't take much of your time."

Chief Qian sighed, "To be honest with you, your son offended someone."

Mr. Zhou asked, "Please tell us directly, who did our son offend?"

"Your son knows, you should ask him."

Chief Qian saying this much already showed a lot of courtesy.

"I understand, thank you, Chief Qian."

Mr. Zhou's face looked a bit heavy, as he went to find Zhou Xin again.

"Dad, can I leave?" Zhou Xin thought his dad had settled it and stood up to prepare to leave.

Mr. Zhou asked sternly, "Who did you offend?"