Official Career Storm-Chapter 1441

"Hello."

"What are you doing?"

Song Guanchao opened his eyes, feeling a bit helpless.

It was already late, but she still hadn't slept.

"I want to be transferred to the City Government."

"Talking to me won't help; I'm not the one in charge of this."

"Humph, you're the director of the City Government Office. It's just a matter of saying the word to transfer me over! You just don't want me to come over!"

Song Guanchao rolled his eyes: "I can transfer you over, but doing so would be against the rules."

"I just offended Secretary Zhou tonight for your sake. Now if I illegally transfer you over, do you think Secretary Zhou won't seize this opportunity against me?"

She suddenly couldn't speak.

"Alright, go to bed early."

"If Secretary Zhou wasn't in the picture, would you transfer me over?"

"I would."

"Really?"

"No."

"You..." Jiang Yiren was so angry her chest was trembling.

"You really don't want to see me?"

"Not at all."

"Then why won't you agree to transfer me over?"

"Miss, I've only been in Jiangzhou City for a few days, and I'm supposed to transfer you over already? What would others think of me?"

"They'd say I'm keeping a mistress, exploiting female subordinates… If word gets out, what reputation would I have left? Would I still have chances for advancement in the future?"

Jiang Yiren wanted to be angry, but his reasoning was so sound she had no grounds for anger.

Yet thinking about it still made her feel frustrated.

"Alright, go to bed early."

Jiang Yiren didn't argue with him this time, just snuggled closer.

The next morning.

When Song Guanchao woke up, he felt half his body had gone numb.

Looking down, he saw Jiang Yiren's flawless face, eyes tightly shut, resting on his arm.

He slowly withdrew his arm and got out of bed to freshen up.

When he returned, Jiang Yiren was still asleep.

Song Guanchao felt a bit speechless; this girl truly had a big heart.

Running off to his house on a whim, even sleeping in his bed…

He shook his head, got dressed, and left.

Upon entering the office, Song Guanchao first brewed himself a cup of tea.

Around ten past nine, a junior clerk came to deliver documents.

He picked them up and glanced through casually.

Buz buzz.

The phone on the desk started vibrating.

He casually picked it up and glanced at it—it was an unfamiliar number.

Facing these unknown numbers, he could not afford to ignore them.

His phone number wasn't something just anyone could get.

"Hello, this is Song Guanchao."

"Director Song, I want to report something!" said a woman's voice on the other end.

Song Guanchao was a bit taken aback.

Report?

I'm the director of the City Government office, not the Disciplinary Committee, what do you want to report to me?

Although curious, he did not ask further.

Jiangzhou is not Lingjiang; he hasn't interacted with many departments here.

Taking on tasks that aren't his could lead to offending people.

"Miss, for reports you need to go to the Disciplinary Committee."

"I've been there; they won't handle it!"

"Is this a real name report?"

The other side paused for a moment and said, "Anonymous."

Song Guanchao was not surprised: "Indeed, anonymous reports are not entertained."

Anonymous report letters come in uncountable numbers each day, and if each were handled, the Disciplinary Committee would be overwhelmed.

"Director Song, please help me; only you can help me!" The woman sounded urgent.

Originally intending to brush her off, the urgency and a hint of despair in her voice invoked his compassion.

"Let's hear it."

"Thank you! Thank you, Director Song!"

The woman was clearly nervous but loosened up upon hearing his words.

"I want to report Qiu Zhen Ting, the party secretary at the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission!"

"He colluded with outsiders, embezzling state assets!"

Song Guanchao sat slightly upright, listening attentively.

After a few minutes, the woman finished speaking.

Her report painted a rough outline in Song Guanchao's mind.

A state enterprise had undergone restructuring evaluation a year ago and was privately acquired.

This was usually a very normal occurrence.

However, the enterprise was evaluated at an extremely low price!

Market value was over three billion, but after evaluation, it was only a billion!

In the end, it was sold for a billion.

This is a typical case of converting public to private.

Such things were most common during the layoffs back then, still occasional now but much more discreet.

Unexpectedly, such a thing happened in Jiangzhou City.

Song Guanchao asked, "Are you an executive at this company?"

Usually, without an interest being linked, one wouldn't stand out to report.

The woman did not respond.

Song Guanchao said, "Since you're reporting to me, it shows you trust me. If you don't even want to reveal your identity, why should I trust what you're saying?"

The woman said, "Director Song can investigate; the entire process from evaluation to restructuring to sale is documented."

Song Guanchao said, "Sorry, that's not my job. Besides, no one has reported this to me before. Why should I believe what you say is true?"

The woman hesitated for a long while and said, "My name is Fang Hui; my father is the head of HR at this company."

Song Guanchao asked, "Do you have reporting materials?"

"Yes."

"Send them over, or you could mail them to me."

"Director Song, will you handle this matter?"

"I will help you report it up the chain."

He made no direct promises.

Usually, matters like these involve a wide range.

A State-owned Assets Commission secretary wouldn't have the guts to manage something of this scale.

There are certainly others involved, and their ranks aren't low.

Fang Hui hesitated because she hadn't received a definite answer from Song Guanchao.

But after thinking it over, since Song Guanchao already knew her identity, whether or not she provided the materials scarcely made a difference.

"I'll deliver them to Director Song in a while."

"Alright, just call me when you arrive."

Fang Hui was very efficient; she arrived at the City Government within half an hour after hanging up.

"Director Song, I'm here."

"I'm in the office, come on up."

"Okay."

A few minutes later, Fang Hui knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and a woman around thirty, wearing a beige long dress with a sweet, charming appearance, walked in.

She closed the door, walked over, looking a bit nervous.

"Ms. Fang?"

"That's me." Fang Hui placed the reporting materials on the desk.

Song Guanchao glanced at the materials which were thicker than a dictionary and said, "You can head back for now; once I verify the authenticity, I'll contact you."

"Thank you, Director Song."

Fang Hui hadn't expected Song Guanchao to give her any immediate promises, which would be unrealistic.

After she left, Song Guanchao picked up the materials and skimmed through.

"It's too much..."

Just looking at them gave Song Guanchao a headache.

With so many materials, it would take forever to sift through them.

"Professional matters still need professionals."

He carried the materials upstairs.

"Secretary Song, meeting with Mayor Wu?" Seeing Song Guanchao carrying a bunch of materials, Shu Xue was curious.

"Yes, is the Mayor busy?"

"Not busy."

Shu Xue gave him a slight smile, turned and gently knocked on the door, pushing it open a crack: "Mayor, Director Song is here to see you."