Monday, the next day.

When Song Guanchao came out of the bathroom, he just happened to bump into Secretary Sun.

When Secretary Sun saw him, he immediately looked up, his nostrils turned towards the sky, with a face full of arrogance.

Leaving Song Guanchao completely baffled.

What's up with this guy?

Did he win the lottery?

Right, just as well, ask him about the Fengmen Building issue.

See if Tang Zhengqiang has had any contact with him.

"Secretary Sun, the land around Fengmen Building, it's up for tendering, isn't it?"

Secretary Sun froze in his steps, not turning his head as he said, "Xiao Song, just do your job and don't meddle in things that aren't your concern."

Song Guanchao raised an eyebrow: "That's not right, Secretary Sun, we're all colleagues here at the City Committee, can't I show some concern for your work? Surely you haven't reached the point where there aren't even any bidding companies yet?"

Secretary Sun actually has quite a good mentality; he's not someone who easily falls for provocation.

But it depends on who is provoking him.

He can't handle it when it's Song Guanchao doing the provoking.

With those words, Secretary Sun didn't bother to relieve himself, turned around, raised an eyebrow, and glared: "Bidding companies?"

"For the land of Fengmen Building, no need for tender."

"This whole area has already been settled!"

Song Guanchao's heart stirred, continuing to provoke him: "Anyone can boast—without dozens of companies, you can't handle lands worth hundreds of billions."

"Dozens of companies?"

"Hahaha!"

After laughing at him, Secretary Sun shook his head: "You really are shortsighted."

"There are many wealthy people in this world!"

"You may never encounter the world of the wealthy in your lifetime."

"Anyway, might as well let you know in advance."

"This entire piece of land has been decided."

He suddenly raised a finger: "Decided by one person!"

Upon hearing this, Song Guanchao knew that Tang Zhengqiang had already contacted him.

And had already settled things with Secretary Sun.

He knew Tang Zhengqiang was very professional, but he didn't expect him to be this formidable.

Only transferred 2.5 million yesterday, and things are already settled?

This is outrageous, it could only have been just initial contact.

Song Guanchao was a bit curious, was it that Tang Zhengqiang was too professional, or was Secretary Sun too incompetent?

"One person?" Song Guanchao didn't believe it: "Heh, Secretary Sun sure knows how to blow his own horn."

"Blow?"

"Hmph, shallow eyes, shallow visions."

"Summer insects cannot discuss ice!"

"Talking to you about this is meaningless!"

Secretary Sun's tone was filled with disdain and contempt for him.

"Forget it, arguing with someone like you is pointless. Soon enough, you and I will be people of two different worlds."

"In the future, it will probably be hard for you to even see me."

Secretary Sun gave a smug smile, turned around, and walked into the bathroom.

Song Guanchao was extremely curious, wanting to know what Tang Zhengqiang had said when they met.

This Secretary Sun was practically acting like he was under a spell.

Song Guanchao suddenly felt a bit regretful.

If he had known it was so easy to fool him, he would have had Lu Feng do it directly.

That would have saved 5 million.

Back in the office, Song Guanchao knocked and went in to report his progress.

"I just had a few words with Secretary Sun, this guy's IQ is honestly a bit low."

He relayed Secretary Sun's reaction to Wu Qiangwei.

Wu Qiangwei couldn't help but laugh upon hearing it, but she quickly held back.

It was important to maintain a little secretary authority in front of Song Guanchao.

"How much did it cost this time?"

"Not much."

"How much is 'not much'?"

She kept pressing, so Song Guanchao had to confess: "5 million."

Wu Qiangwei asked, "Who did you find?"

5 million is no small sum.

"Professional conmen."

Song Guanchao said: "They met Secretary Sun yesterday and settled it overnight, quite professional."

Wu Qiangwei asked, "Where did the money come from?"

"Uh… Secretary, maybe let's not ask about that."

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"No." Song Guanchao said: "Borrowed from personal relations."

Wu Qiangwei hmm-ed and said: "You can go back to work now."

Song Guanchao breathed a sigh of relief; he was really afraid that Wu Qiangwei would keep asking who he borrowed from.

During lunch, Wu Qiangwei suddenly pulled out a bank card and handed it over.

Song Guanchao looked up at her: "Secretary, what's this?"

"Bank card."

"I know that…"

"There is money in the card."

"Secretary, you can't possibly…" Song Guanchao hesitated for a long time and said, "want to keep me as a sugar baby?"

Wu Qiangwei's face went black, and she tossed the bank card at him: "There's 5 million in here, go pay back your friend."

"Hiss~"

Song Guanchao took a deep breath: "Secretary, where did you get the money?"

"You don't need to worry about the source, just pay it back."

"In the future, if you need money, speak to me."

Song Guanchao took the bank card, not holding back, and accepted it.

He picked up a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks and said: "Secretary, you just said, if I need money in the future, come to you?"

"Hmm."

"Actually, I really do need a sum of money."

"How much?"

"20 million."

Wu Qiangwei frowned: "What for?"

"To buy a house."

"Hmm?"

"I don't even have a house until now, been renting all this time. Since the Secretary has money to spare, why not gift me a house?"

"…" Wu Qiangwei's beautiful face twitched: "Lingjiang's housing prices require 20 million?"

Song Guanchao said seriously: "Mostly I want to buy a villa."

"…" Wu Qiangwei took a deep breath and told herself not to get angry.

"Eat your meal! Shut up!"

Song Guanchao laughed, casually teasing the secretary every day really lifted his spirits.

After lunch, he called Liu Lanzi and went to New City Company.

Seeing Song Guanchao's bank card, Liu Lanzi was not happy but frowned: "Where did you get the money?"

Song Guanchao said: "Secretary Wu's money."

"Secretary Wu? Why would she give you money?" Liu Lanzi instinctively sensed a crisis.

This sense of crisis came from a woman's intuition about another woman.

She had been wondering if, with Song Guanchao and Wu Qiangwei being around each other day in and day out, the slight age difference could lead to affection…

Song Guanchao gave the pre-prepared excuse: "This money is for doing something. It's not convenient to say what specifically. But this is related to Secretary Wu, I am just responsible for doing it, and the money is provided by the Secretary."

"The main thing is that the money was needed urgently, and the Secretary couldn't gather it all at once."

Listening to his explanation, Liu Lanzi didn't find any issues.

But there was still a knot in her heart.

She took the bank card and suddenly, without warning, asked: "Is Secretary Wu beautiful?"

"What?" Song Guanchao was taken aback by the question.

Liu Lanzi gazed into his eyes: "Have you slept with Secretary Wu?"

"Ah?"

Song Guanchao was shocked and then put on an exasperated expression: "What are you thinking? That's the secretary."

Liu Lanzi looked at him for a long time, not finding any flaws, the corners of her lips lifted slightly: "But I heard that Secretary Wu is single. A single beauty with a handsome secretary by her side. Can you really resist such close proximity, can your secretary resist?"

Song Guanchao shook his head: "It's fine to say this to me in private, but don't say it recklessly outside."

However, Liu Lanzi still wouldn't let him off.

She came around from behind the desk, locked the door, then returned to hook her arms around his neck, her round hips beneath her wide-leg pants resting on his thigh, breathing hot air close to his ear.

"Have you ever fantasized about your secretary?"

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