Official Career Storm-Chapter 1299

He indeed had no personal grudge with Mr. Cao.

His main concern was Wu Qiangwei.

Wu Qiangwei had just taken office and was in need of building her own team.

This morning, Wu Qiangwei and Secretary Han Lan went to the accident scene together, and then to the hospital.

Mr. Cao definitely knew all of this.

He knew it, yet he still gave no face when I came over.

What does this signify?

It means he doesn't regard Wu Qiangwei at all.

In that case, there is no reason to keep him around.

Moreover, there is now a fitting opportunity to remove him, and Song Guanchao couldn't think of any reason to spare him.

"Where are we going now?"

"Let's find a place to rest, Old Chen, you're from the Provincial City, take us out for some relaxation?"

Chen Yirou rolled her eyes, "Get in the car."

Forty minutes later, the car arrived at a bath house on the outskirts.

Chen Yirou booked a large private room, equipped with a private hot spring pool and a room for rest.

However, considering the differences between men and women, it wasn't particularly convenient.

But all four of them had a good relationship and were adults, so they didn't mind.

Song Guanchao and Cheng Xiang came out in swimsuits.

Just as they came out, Chen Yirou and Jiang Yiren also emerged from the changing room.

Chen Yirou was wearing shorts styled like a skirt and a cross-strap top.

Jiang Yiren wore a one-piece swimsuit, but unfortunately it was quite conservative, covering her hips and thighs.

Yet even with this, her shapely figure was perfectly showcased by the swimwear.

Cheng Xiang was familiar with the two women, but seeing them dressed like this, he still widened his eyes and couldn't help but glance a few more times.

"You never would have guessed, Old Chen, you have quite a figure," Cheng Xiang smirked, then looked at Jiang Yiren, "Yiren has a good figure too."

Finishing his words, he quickly jumped into the pool, afraid that the two women would see his physical reaction, which would be too embarrassing.

Chen Yirou chuckled, then looked at Song Guanchao, "Old Song, you have a nice body."

Song Guanchao responded with a hum, entered the pool, leaned back, and closed his eyes to relax his mind.

In front of others, he and Chen Yirou always kept a certain distance.

For so long, neither Cheng Xiang nor Jiang Yiren had discovered the unusual relationship between them.

The four soaked in the pool, initially feeling a bit awkward, but soon returning to normal.

The three chatted about the accident while waiting for Zhong Baofeng to contact Song Guanchao.

Since leaving the restaurant, Zhong Baofeng hadn't called, so they didn't know whether he agreed or not.

Suddenly, a phone rang.

All three of them immediately looked over.

Jiang Yiren said, "Brother Song, it's your phone."

"Hmm."

Song Guanchao picked it up casually and smiled.

"Is it from Mr. Zhong?"

"Yes." Song Guanchao answered, "Hello, Mr. Zhong… Okay, send it to me. Oh, by the way, if you have time, look into Mr. Cao's dirt, bye."

Before long, Zhong Baofeng sent over the relevant surveillance videos.

Cheng Xiang asked, "You asked him to collect dirt on Mr. Cao? Can he get it?"

Song Guanchao opened the video while saying without looking up, "Dirt is easy to find. Don't think these people are too smart. Often, they aren't discreet. They haven't been investigated because their backers haven't fallen."

Cheng Xiang asked, "Do you know who his backer is?"

"I haven't looked into it," Song Guanchao said. "But it's just those few people; either Zhang Yan or a leader from the City Committee."

Mr. Cao is a district government leader, under the jurisdiction of the City Government, so his backer is likely the Deputy Mayor Zhang Yan.

Of course, it could also be the former Mayor, now the City Secretary Zhou Zheng.

But whoever it is, it has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care.

"Are you watching the surveillance video?"

Chen Yirou asked, snuggling closer from the pool, her fragrance drifting into Song Guanchao's nose.

He tried not to look, lest Jiang Yiren and Cheng Xiang notice anything.

Chen Yirou got quite close, and with her leaning over, her ample chest brushed against his arm.

Soft and warm.

Song Guanchao's mind wandered a bit, causing a slight reaction in his shorts.

At this moment, Jiang Yiren also edged over to his other side.

Originally, Cheng Xiang wanted to move over too, but upon seeing this scene, he could only hold back, "Old Song, send me a copy of the video, I want to watch it too."

"Okay." Song Guanchao sent it over as he held his phone, leaning opposite.

Meanwhile, the two women were flanking him on either side.

There were two videos, one from the scene's road surveillance and the other from the truck's dashcam.

Although it was raining, the videos were still clear.

Because it was raining, the truck wasn't moving fast, roughly at a speed of fifty kilometers per hour.

Also, due to the rain, the visibility was extremely low.

When the driver saw the funeral procession, it was already too late.

He hit the brakes immediately, but the truck still knocked over some people.

As Song Guanchao was watching intently, he suddenly felt a small hand on his thigh, moving towards his underwear.

His hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

After feeling it, Song Guanchao was a bit surprised.

This hand was Jiang Yiren's, not Chen Yirou's.

What!

When did this girl become so bold?

In his impression, Jiang Yiren was always relatively conservative, quite modest in this aspect, and never let loose.

How come she's so daring now?

Song Guanchao pretended not to notice and continued watching.

But her hand was quite mischievous, moving from his thigh to the waistband of his underwear, her fingers applied gentle pressure like she was playing a game.

She hadn't even pressed much when Song Guanchao already reacted.

She seemed startled and stopped, probably unsure what to do next.

After a while, she resumed pressing, even gently flicking her fingers.

Damn, does this woman think I am a toy?

The water in the pool was crystal clear, yet the steam rising obscured the view, making it hard to see what was happening below the surface.

Given the circumstances, Song Guanchao wasn't going to be polite.

He extended his right arm, the elbow directly pressing against the tightly-bound chest under Jiang Yiren's swimsuit.

He couldn't see Jiang Yiren's expression, but he guessed her face must be blushing at this moment.

He thought his actions would make her give up.

However, he underestimated Jiang Yiren's boldness a little.

She not only didn't pull back but instead opened her small hand, directly grabbing hold of him.

If it wasn't for Song Guanchao's abundant experience, this one move might have made him react so the others could tell something was going on.

Okay, you want to play like that!

Inwardly, Song Guanchao gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare make too obvious moves with his hands. Fortunately, he could use his leg.

He stretched his right leg, pushing into the gap between her legs, forcing his leg between her thighs, and nudged upwards until his knee was pressing against her soft, tender secret spot.

"Mmhh~"

Beside his ear, he heard Jiang Yiren's strange soft moan.

Luckily, the surveillance video had sound, and her moan wasn't loud enough for Chen Yirou and Cheng Xiang opposite to hear.

At this point, her other hand pushed against his thigh, wanting him to move it away.

But an arm couldn't overpower a leg; this level of resistance was trivial for Song Guanchao.

He didn't move away; instead, he started rubbing up and down. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Just from this simple rubbing for a few times, he could feel Jiang Yiren's body slightly trembling.

This girl may not have experienced romance, but her body was incredibly sensitive.

Song Guanchao reckoned with just a few moves, she was probably already drenched below.