Women are emotional creatures. Jiang Yiren had some drinks and was taken advantage of by Director Feng's sleazy hands, leaving her at her most vulnerable.

The appearance of Song Guanchao inexplicably gave her a sense of security.

As for this woman, she simply felt grateful.

After all, standing up for a girl you've never met is something that not many men would do.

Zhu Qiushui shook her head, scrutinizing Song Guanchao: "Is he your friend?"

"Hmm."

"Are you being threatened by him?"

"..." Song Guanchao's expression was a bit stiff.

Hold it in!

After all, she's just being well-intentioned.

Jiang Yiren wiped her tears, glanced at Song Guanchao, and seeing his annoyed expression, felt a bit gleeful inside.

Hmph, so you have moments when you're upset too!

"No, he's my friend, here to pick me up."

Jiang Yiren said, "By the way, I still don't know your name."

Zhu Qiushui didn't answer her question, staring at Song Guanchao for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "I've seen you before."

"What?"

"You're Song Guanchao?" Zhu Qiushui said, "I've seen you on TV."

Song Guanchao suddenly realized, just as he was about to speak, Zhu Qiushui took out her phone: "My name is Zhu Qiushui, sister, what's your phone number? I'll contact you tomorrow. If anything happens to you, I'll report to the police and have them arrest him."

"..." Song Guanchao looked up at the ceiling and sighed silently.

To think, a man of my stature, charming and upright, how could I be associated with bad people?

Jiang Yiren burst into tears and laughter at the same time, exchanged numbers, added as friends, and only then did Zhu Qiushui step aside from the doorway. Before leaving, she didn't forget to threaten: "I'll call her tomorrow, and if you bully her, I'll definitely report to the police to catch you!"

"Hmm." Song Guanchao smiled and nodded, trying to stay calm.

As they left the private room, after only a few steps, Huang Tingting arrived.

She had already noticed Song Guanchao and took a while to understand what was going on.

"Director Jiang, oh... Secretary Song, you're here too?" Huang Tingting feigned surprise.

Jiang Yiren introduced: "Huang Tingting, from the street office, now the deputy leader of the urban culture group."

Then she asked, "Tingting, where did you go?"

Going to the bathroom took that long?

Huang Tingting held the thick envelope in her hand, wanting to speak, but with Song Guanchao there, she hesitated and couldn't get the words out.

Song Guanchao saw the envelope in her hand and knew what was going on.

"Let's go."

As they left the restaurant, Song Guanchao asked, "You went to get money?"

Huang Tingting nodded, "Director Feng wouldn't approve the funds..."

Song Guanchao asked, "Did Director Jiang ask you to get the money?"

"No..."

No?

Song Guanchao shook his head silently, surprised at how quick-witted a low-level office worker could be.

Clearly, she wanted to impress in front of Jiang Yiren.

Doing well in urban culture work is very difficult.

But if the members of the working group are a bit savvy, they can leave a deep impression on the leader.

For Huang Tingting, Director Jiang, the Secretary of the Municipal Committee, is already the highest official she can meet in her work.

If she could get Jiang Yiren's help, even if she couldn't soar high, she'd still have a shot at becoming a deputy director at the street office.

Most importantly, she'd have connections in the City Committee in the future.

Even if she spent her whole life at the office, she'd live a better life than other low-level officers.

This is a worldly-wise woman.

Song Guanchao said, "You head back first. I'll take Director Jiang home."

Huang Tingting didn't move, but looked towards Jiang Yiren.

Clearly, she also noticed Jiang Yiren had too much to drink and was a bit worried.

It's quite normal to be concerned about such a situation, with a lone man and woman late at night.

It's just that Song Guanchao was not so narrow-minded, otherwise, he would have berated her harshly by now.

"You head back first," Jiang Yiren spoke, only then did she leave.

Song Guanchao helped her to the parking lot, scanned the area but didn't see her Benz: "Didn't drive?"

"I did."

Jiang Yiren pressed the car keys, and a black Volkswagen sedan's lights flashed.

"..." Song Guanchao suddenly didn't feel like talking.

How many cars does this woman have?

He opened the door to his car, saying: "Get in, you can come by yourself to drive the car back tomorrow."

Song Guanchao started the car, asking: "Where do you live... Why isn't your seatbelt on yet?"

"I can't find the lock."

Jiang Yiren tried several times but couldn't fasten it. As she continued trying, she couldn't help but say: "What kind of car is this."

She intended to say "What kind of crappy car," but after all, she was sober enough to worry about hurting Song Guanchao's male dignity, so she withheld the "crap."

Song Guanchao kept silent, leaned forward, and took the seatbelt from her hand.

Click.

It was fastened.

This maneuver inevitably made contact with her body.

Though she'd been drinking, there was still a pleasant fragrance about this woman.

Jiang Yiren was breathing a bit heavily, her face red. Because of the alcohol, it was hard to tell whether it was from shyness or a normal reaction.

"Where do you live?"

"Da Guan World."

"Tsk~"

Song Guanchao said, "You're really rich."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yiren got upset: "I earned that money myself!"

"Made from your family's money?"

"I made it trading stocks myself!"

"Impressive."

"You don't believe me?"

"I believe you."

"You totally don't believe me!"

"I do believe you."

"Your face clearly says you don't believe me!"

"Where? Take a picture and show me, where does it say that on my face? If it doesn't say, you have to apologize to me."

"You..."

Jiang Yiren turned her head in anger, not looking at him.

After a while, Song Guanchao asked, "How's the urban culture work progressing?"

"I don't know."

"Director Jiang, you're the group leader. If you don't know, what have you been busy with during this time? Stock trading?"

"You..."

Jiang Yiren grinded her canine teeth, saying: "Partnered with the street office for several promotions, but the street has no money, so it can't continue."

Song Guanchao asked, "Besides the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, have you reached out to other departments?"

"I have."

"How many have you secured so far?"

"None."

"Not even one?"

"Hmm."

"Tsk, tsk." Though Song Guanchao stayed silent, his tone made her feel insulted.

"You look down on me?"

"Sorry, you figured it out. I'll try to hide it better next time."

"You..." Jiang Yiren couldn't believe he'd admit it so directly.

This bastard, does he not care about my feelings at all?

"I go to every department every day, but they simply won't meet with me!"

"Secretary Lu explicitly said in the meeting, asking all departments to cooperate, but they're just paying lip service. What can I do?"

After she finished speaking, two minutes passed with her breathing steady, Song Guanchao said: "Feeling calmer now?"

"I've always been calm!"

"Doesn't sound calm enough. Keep getting mad; we can continue in two minutes."

"I'm already calm; I'm not mad!"

Her eyes turned red again, her chest puffed like a balloon, as if the button would pop at any moment.

Song Guanchao stopped provoking her, said: "Director Jiang, you as the urban culture group's leader are not doing a good job."

Unexpectedly, instead of getting angry, she responded quite calmly with a cold laugh: "And when you pass the responsibility to me, not caring at all, are you doing a good job?"

"Song Guanchao, you think I don't know what you're up to?"

"I'm the Secretary of the Municipal Committee's Director, how is the urban culture work related to me? What right do you have to dump it on me?"

"You're doing it on purpose to ruin me with this mess, aren't you?"

"I don't need you to take me home, stop the car!"

Screech!

Song Guanchao stepped on the brakes.

Jiang Yiren was stunned; her angry expression seemed suddenly interrupted.

She was just saying it in anger, but he actually stopped the car, doing it intentionally!

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