Official Career Storm-Chapter 1391

Manager Wang arranged an empty private room for him.

The journalist who came was He Lei, an outdoor journalist from the Jiangzhou City Urban Channel.

He had a sports camera hanging around his neck and was holding another camera in his hand. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

When he arrived at the private room door, the security guard at the club said, "Please hand over the sports camera and the camera."

He Lei frowned slightly, "I'm here for an interview."

The security guard remained unmoved, "Interviews are not allowed here. If you don't comply, please leave now."

He Lei was a bit angry, but considering the background of Jiang Shang No.1, he dared not act rashly and handed over the camera.

Then, the security guard took out a metal detector and scanned him from top to bottom.

The detector beeped when it passed his pants pocket.

"Take out what's in there."

He Lei took a deep breath, knowing he couldn't conduct the interview in secret, and took out a voice recorder and his mobile phone from his pocket.

After ensuring he had nothing else on him, the security guard stepped aside, "You can go in."

He Lei pushed open the door and walked into the room, looking around to find only one man inside. He paused, standing uneasily at the door.

"Mr. He, come in." Song Guanchao said indifferently.

He Lei had already recognized Song Guanchao, and was a bit curious why Director Song was here.

He walked in and sat down on the side.

Song Guanchao picked up the tea, poured a cup, and placed it in front of He Lei, getting straight to the point, "Did Mayor Zhang send you here?"

He Lei felt a slight shock, his movements and expression becoming a bit unnatural as he denied, "I received a phone call…"

"Enough," Song Guanchao cut him off, not wanting to beat around the bush, "Mayor Zhang wants to make big news. If you help her, you'll be offending Mayor Wu."

"I don't understand what Director Song is saying."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, but you need to know that Zhang Yan's position as Vice Mayor won't be stable for long."

He Lei's expression became increasingly unnatural, "This has nothing to do with me."

"Nothing to do with you?"

Song Guanchao ridiculed, "You're helping Mayor Zhang do evil. Do you think I can just let you off?"

"Zhang Yan is at least a Vice Mayor. Before confronting her, I have to consider. But you're just a small journalist. It's quite easy for me to deal with you."

He Lei felt a panic rising within him, "Director Song…"

Song Guanchao interrupted again, "You can take my words as a threat and report me to the Disciplinary Committee after you leave. But I think your issues might be easier to investigate. Do you want to take a gamble and see if I can have you arrested by tomorrow?"

He Lei didn't dare to speak anymore.

He indeed had issues that couldn't withstand scrutiny.

And as Song Guanchao said, he was just a small journalist, lacking the confidence and background to oppose Mayor Wu.

"Director Song, I just came because I received a call. I didn't intend to deliberately slander anyone."

Song Guanchao could hear the fear in his words, "I don't want to see any news about tonight on the internet."

"If any news gets out, I'll come for you, not anyone else."

He Lei turned pale, "What if Mayor Zhang contacts someone else…"

"That's your problem," Song Guanchao said, "Alright, you can go back now."

He Lei wanted to say something more, but Song Guanchao's unreasonable attitude made any argument futile.

Feeling anxious and worried, he stood up and left, his heart filled with unease.

After he left, Song Guanchao returned to the adjacent private room.

Fan Jie was a bit wary of Song Guanchao, always feeling that this guy didn't play by the rules.

Within a few minutes, the police arrived, responding to Fan Jie's call.

Fan Jie was about to step forward, but Song Guanchao beat him to it, briefly stating the situation without revealing his identity.

The police didn't know their identities, nor did they know the identity of the person who was assaulted.

But they knew that guests at Jiang Shang No.1 were either wealthy or noble.

It looked like a minor conflict, but mediating it seemed challenging.

Thus, the police led Huang Sisi and the male student to the private room where Jin Yongjun and others were.

Song Guanchao and Fan Jie followed, while Wu Qiangwei stayed in the private room waiting.

Knock knock.

The police pushed open the private room door and asked, "Who is Jin Yongjun?"

Jin Yongjun, face swollen, stood up, covering his hand, "I am."

Perhaps because the police were present, Jin Yongjun regained his arrogance and was unafraid of Song Guanchao.

Pointing at Song Guanchao, he said, "I am Consul Jin Yongjun from the Korean Embassy. He assaulted me. I demand he be arrested immediately, or I will report tonight's incident back to the Embassy. The Embassy will issue a serious protest to your country!"

The police were dumbfounded.

What the heck?

Embassy?

At this moment, Mr. Park came over, presented his embassy work credentials, and identified himself.

The police had never handled such an incident and had no experience whatsoever.

They looked at each other in confusion.

Song Guanchao smirked, "Words should be backed by evidence. You say I hit you, where's the proof?"

Jin Yongjun was furious, his small eyes glaring wide. He hadn't expected Song Guanchao to be so shameless.

To have hit him and not admit it!

"Um, Mr. Jin, is it?" the police said, "Please sit for a moment. I need to report this to my superiors."

Involving a consular official from a foreign embassy was beyond his responsibility.

The police stepped aside to make a call to his superiors.

Song Guanchao lit a cigarette, looking mockingly at Mr. Park, "Are you their leader?"

Mr. Park's face was stern, seemingly unwilling to speak with him, but he responded, "Vice Consul."

Song Guanchao said, "Consul Park, let me give you a piece of advice. Have your people apologize to them. I can let this matter drop, and not pursue it further."

He pointed to Huang Sisi and the male student.

Consul Park wondered if his Chinese wasn't good enough.

This guy actually asked him to apologize?

Did he not realize the seriousness of the matter?

Did he not understand the implications of offending an embassy?

Or did he think that with Mayor Wu around, he could suppress the incident?

However, despite his doubts, he decided to first understand the man's identity.

"What's your name?"

"Song Guanchao," he stated his identity, "Director of the Jiangzhou Municipal Government Office."

Consul Park wasn't very familiar with the specifics of domestic government positions and ranks.

But regardless of how big the position was, it couldn't surpass that of a mayor.

Moreover, it sounded like a subordinate role to a mayor.

He had already concluded that the man before him was a subordinate to Mayor Wu.

After confirming Song Guanchao's identity, Consul Park stopped speaking and didn't even look at him.

Song Guanchao knew what those Koreans were thinking.

"Consul Park, don't blame me for not warning you. If you apologize now, I won't pursue it further. You can continue your consular duties, and everyone remains peaceful."

"But if you wish to continue this dispute, you might lose your consular job."

Song Guanchao spoke the most threatening words in the calmest tone.

Yet, in the ears of Consul Park and his people, it only left them more bewildered.

This guy, where did he get the audacity to say such things?

He's from the Korean Embassy, yet a foreigner dares to claim he can make him lose his job?

They truly found it absurd.