Official Career Storm

Chapter 1293


"Mayor Wu, there's been an incident."

Han Lan's voice was very heavy.

"I just received a call, there was a car accident in Nanhu District, more than seven people died on the spot, and six were seriously injured, ten lightly injured."

Wu Qiangwei felt a heavy weight in her heart, she had guessed that receiving a call this late from Han Lan surely meant something big.

But she didn't expect it to be this serious.

"Send me the address, I'll head over now."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Wu Qiangwei quickly climbed out of bed.

It was still raining outside, and the sky was still pitch black.

She grabbed her clothes and quickly got dressed, while brushing her teeth she dialed Wu Ming's number.

But she couldn't get through after several tries.

It seemed he was still asleep, and was sleeping deeply, not reacting even to the calls.

If it were another driver not taking calls in times like this, Wu Qiangwei would definitely think about changing drivers afterwards.

But Wu Ming was her brother, changing drivers wouldn't help.

She sighed helplessly.

Having finished brushing her teeth, she pushed open the balcony window and reached out to feel, it was still raining heavily.

The first person she thought of was Song Guanchao.

If he were still her secretary, upon receiving a call, he'd probably come right over, wouldn't he?

Thinking of this, Wu Qiangwei didn't hesitate and immediately dialed his number.

Beep beep...

"What's the matter?" Song Guanchao quickly answered.

His voice still had traces of having just woken up.

Wu Qiangwei said, "I need a car."

"You're at home?"

"Yes."

"Twenty minutes."

"I'll wait for you."

After hanging up, Wu Qiangwei's lips curled slightly.

She had a feeling, no matter what happens, as long as it's handed to Song Guanchao, he'll always make her feel at ease.

This reliable feeling, she hasn't experienced it from anyone else for the time being.

Less than twenty minutes later, Song Guanchao had arrived.

Upon receiving his call, Wu Qiangwei immediately headed downstairs.

As she emerged from the elevator, Song Guanchao was already standing in the lobby of the apartment building, with rain on his hair and clothes, some of it wet.

She walked over quickly, and Song Guanchao naturally took the umbrella from her hand, opened it and said, "Let's go."

She stood very close to Song Guanchao, shoulder to shoulder.

The umbrella was a bit small, and couldn't fully cover both from the rain.

But not a drop of rain fell on her shoulder.

She looked up slightly and noticed that Song Guanchao was tilting the umbrella towards her.

While on his other shoulder, raindrops continued to fall.

Whether a man cares about you may be hard to tell on the surface, but details never lie.

It's an instinctive behavior, difficult to fake.

Once in the car, Wu Qiangwei said, "To Xuefu Road in Nanhu District."

The car drove out of the complex, and while passing one of the streets, Song Guanchao suddenly turned the steering wheel and pulled over to the roadside.

Wu Qiangwei was puzzled, but he had already opened the car door and ran towards the roadside.

When she saw him running towards a breakfast shop that opened early, she understood.

In a moment, Song Guanchao returned with buns.

"You haven't eaten, have you? Here, have some to fill your stomach."

Song Guanchao handed her buns and soy milk, and continued driving.

Wu Qiangwei took small bites of the buns, seeing him driving attentively, she held a bun up to him: "Have some too."

Song Guanchao reached out to take it, but she didn't let go: "Keep driving properly, I'll hold it."

Is she going to feed me?

Song Guanchao glanced at her, chuckled, and took a big bite.

Soon, four big meat buns were devoured by him.

"What are we going to Xuefu Road for this early?" Song Guanchao asked.

"There was a car accident."

"Car accident?" Song Guanchao asked: "Severe?"

If it was just an ordinary car accident, she, the Mayor, wouldn't need to be present.

If the Mayor is going this early, the accident must be serious!

"Yes." Wu Qiangwei briefly described the accident, Song Guanchao drew a sharp breath.

With seven dead, it meets the criteria for a major incident.

Mr. Zhong, the district head of Nanhu District, would definitely be held accountable!

The leaders of the relevant departments would have to take responsibility too!

The rain was getting heavier, showing no signs of stopping, Song Guanchao suddenly thought of something: "How come there were so many people on the road when it's only four o'clock?"

Wu Qiangwei was taken aback too.

Indeed, it was only four o'clock, even if there was an accident, there shouldn't be so many people.

"I didn't get into specifics."

She shook her head and took out her phone to call Han Lan, planning to get details about the accident.

"Secretary Han, where are you now?"

"On the road, I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Do you know the specifics of the accident?"

"Not very well, the scene is quite chaotic, everyone's focused on rescuing."

"Okay, got it."

Putting down the phone, Wu Qiangwei said, "Let's figure it out when we get there."

Only then did she notice that Song Guanchao's car had changed.

"A new car?"

"Yes, a used one, 140,000."

"Looks good."

"Mayor."

"Hm?" Wu Qiangwei looked at him, she hadn't heard Song Guanchao address her by her title for a long time.

"Have you started dealing with Yao Guangsong?"

Wu Qiangwei paused and shook her head.

She did want to cause trouble for Yao Guangsong, but she wasn't skilled in it, completely clueless on where to start.

Song Guanchao said, "Shall I handle it then?"

"Let's discuss it later." Wu Qiangwei was still not very familiar with Yao Guangsong, the director of the City Government Office.

Even if Song Guanchao wanted to take action, he'd need to know both sides first.

A few minutes later, they arrived at Xuefu Road.

This is a two-way four-lane road, located in the urban area of Nanhu District, lined with numerous shops, and sycamore trees planted by the roadside.

At this moment, police cars parked near the green belt by the roadside.

At the intersection, flashing tripods were placed, and traffic police wore reflective vests and raincoats, waving glow sticks to prevent cars from mistakenly entering this area.

The site of the accident was about two hundred meters from the intersection.

It was a large truck with front four and rear eight wheels, the truck head was askew, the body slanted on the road, and on the rain-soaked asphalt there were long tire skids.

The heavy rain didn't disperse the burnt rubber smell from the tires.

The accident site was surrounded by barriers.

There were no ambulances visible on the scene, the injured must have already been taken away.

Song Guanchao drove over but was stopped by the police.

He rolled down the window and said, "It's Mayor Wu."

The policeman glanced at the passenger seat, lowered the barrier, and let them through, while communicating through a walkie-talkie: "Mayor Wu is here."

Song Guanchao drove to near the accident site.

Then he got out of the car, took the umbrella, opened the passenger door, and extended the umbrella.

Wu Qiangwei wanted him to take the umbrella and let him get in the car.

But just then, a middle-aged man walked over.

"Mayor Wu, you're here." The middle-aged man was Zhong Baofeng, the Executive Deputy Head of Nanhu District.

Wu Qiangwei asked as she walked: "What's the situation on site?"

She saw that the ground had a lot of paper money scattered, not far away were some overturned wreaths and blood-stained white cloths.

Zhong Baofeng said, "The injured were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and the deceased were taken along."

Wu Qiangwei asked, "How did this accident happen?"

Zhong Baofeng sighed, "A family was having a funeral procession, hit by a large truck."

Upon hearing the reason, even Song Guanchao was speechless.

It wasn't dawn yet, it was pouring rain, and conducting such activities on main roads, with all sorts of unforeseen factors converging, it's hard not to expect accidents.

If it weren't for Mr. Zhong being present, he would really want to say: serves them right.

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