Official Career Storm

Chapter 1666

Jiang Yiren lay on the bed, her small head poking out, staring at the pitch-black ceiling with wide eyes.

Her father’s words still echoed in her ears.

She liked Song Guanchao and wanted to date him, go out and eat delicious food together, travel together, just like an ordinary girl without thinking about complicated things.

Her father talked about reality, analyzing the pros and cons, revealing all the negative information she had overlooked in a bloody dissection.

Jiang Yiren was in a bit of a bad mood, feeling down and couldn’t cheer up.

...

"Strange."

Song Guanchao leaned against the head of the bed, muttering as he looked at his phone.

He had made so many calls in the morning, and even sent a message to Chairman Qiao, but it had been so long, and there was still no reply.

"Did she really back out?" Song Guanchao smacked his lips.

In the company they signed from Pinghai this time, Chairman Qiao’s company was among the bigger ones, with great potential.

Most importantly, Chairman Qiao’s company had a research and development department and a factory, which would be valued in any city because it could solve a lot of direct and indirect employment.

Song Guanchao thought for a few seconds and quickly made a decision.

He was going to Pinghai to meet Chairman Qiao in person.

Even if she really changed her mind, he needed a definitive answer.

Instead of like now, ignoring his call.

The next morning, Song Guanchao first went to the City Government and arranged the work for the entire day.

Then he found Wu Qiangwei, telling her that he needed to go to Pinghai today to see Chairman Qiao.

As he was going downstairs, he suddenly bumped into Jiang Yiren.

"Director Song." Jiang Yiren’s eyes showed a complex emotion, leaving Song Guanchao a bit puzzled; this girl’s mood swings are quite frequent.

Song Guanchao nodded at her, and just about then, the elevator arrived, with Jiang Yiren following him inside.

Seeing Song Guanchao press the button for the first floor, she hesitated and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Hmm, dealing with something in Pinghai."

"Pinghai? Now?"

"Hmm."

"Are you going alone?" Jiang Yiren asked, "Shall I go with you?"

Just as Song Guanchao was about to shake his head, Jiang Yiren said, "I can help you out."

Seeing her eager expression, the refusal words almost at his lips were swallowed back.

He thought for two seconds and said, "Handle your work, and meet me at the parking lot."

"Hmm, okay." Jiang Yiren thought she would be refused, yet unexpectedly, he agreed, nodding repeatedly with joy.

The elevator opened, and Jiang Yiren exited first, while Song Guanchao took the elevator down to the first floor.

In the car waiting for ten minutes, Jiang Yiren approached with a small bag at a quick pace.

She had a gray trench coat draped over her, complementing her tall stature, with an unrivaled aura.

She sat in the car, delightedly asking, "Are we driving there?"

"Taking the high-speed rail."

The two places were hundreds of kilometers apart; he didn’t have the energy to drive for hours.

"Oh, oh." Jiang Yiren returned to her usual chirpy self, as if the earlier gloom was just a figment of Song Guanchao’s imagination.

"Why are you going to Pinghai?"

"Meeting an entrepreneur."

"Poaching someone?"

"Not exactly." Song Guanchao briefly explained Chairman Qiao’s situation.

An hour later, they boarded the high-speed train, with Song Guanchao booking first-class seats, roomy and side by side.

"I’ll take a nap." Song Guanchao closed his eyes.

Jiang Yiren responded with an "Oh," and tilted her head, staring at his profile.

Waking from a nap, Song Guanchao felt his shoulder heavy, and turning his head, he saw Jiang Yiren, who had unknowingly fallen asleep, leaning on his shoulder.

He gently took out his phone, noting it was already 1 p.m., with half an hour left before reaching their stop.

He closed his eyes for a bit more rest.

Half an hour later, the train’s arrival announcement sounded.

Song Guanchao patted Jiang Yiren’s shoulder: "We’re here."

Jiang Yiren groggily sat upright, her eyes still carrying a bit of sleepiness.

She yawned, rubbed her eyelids, suddenly noticed some water stains on Song Guanchao’s shoulder, evidently marks left by her drool while asleep.

Jiang Yiren’s face turned red, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Let’s get off." Song Guanchao stood up.

Although it was the second time in Pinghai, Song Guanchao was already extremely familiar with this city.

He didn’t head to the hotel; his purpose was clear, just to meet Chairman Qiao.

Meet her, ascertain her situation, then head back to Jiangzhou.

Unexpectedly, he might rush back tonight.

But Jiang Yiren was unaware; she thought Song Guanchao might stay here overnight, somewhat looking forward to it.

Half an hour later, the car stopped under the office building of Chairman Qiao’s company.

"Let’s grab a bite first; anything you want to eat?"

"I want hotpot."

"Hotpot has a strong flavor; let’s eat that after finishing the task, for now, something else."

"Then noodles." Jiang Yiren pointed to a noodle shop not far away.

They entered the noodle shop, and two bowls of noodles were soon served.

Looking at the full bowl of noodles, Jiang Yiren said, "I can’t eat so much, want some?"

Song Guanchao wasn’t polite, scooping half of the noodles from her bowl.

Jiang Yiren pursed her lips; she only meant to test boundaries with Song Guanchao.

Unexpectedly, he was really that indifferent.

From this subconscious action, you could tell he had a good impression of her.

This meant they had the potential for further progress.

Song Guanchao didn’t think much about it nor noticed her delighted gaze.

Having filled his stomach, he rinsed his mouth and said, "Let’s go."

Soon, they arrived at Chairman Qiao’s company.

The receptionist girl smiled, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Song Guanchao asked, "Is Chairman Qiao here?"

The receptionist shook her head, "Chairman Qiao is on a business trip."

Song Guanchao said, "I’m Director Song of the Jiangzhou Municipal Government Office, and have something to discuss with your leader about Chairman Qiao. Please have your leader contact Chairman Qiao."

"Oh, okay." The receptionist said, "I’ll escort you to the reception room first."

After escorting them to the reception room and serving tea, the receptionist went to find the leader.

After waiting about ten minutes, a scholarly-looking man around thirty-five years old walked in.

"Hello, Director Song, I’m the company’s vice president, my surname is Xie." President Xie greeted warmly, "Chairman Qiao is on a business trip, truly sorry."

Song Guanchao asked, "Did you get in touch with Chairman Qiao?"

"Yes."

"Haha," Song Guanchao said, "I thought your Chairman Qiao was too busy to answer calls, turns out she can be reached."

President Xie said, "It might have been that when Director Song contacted her, Chairman Qiao was coincidentally occupied, causing the timing to mismatch. Chairman Qiao definitely didn’t intentionally ignore the calls."

Song Guanchao said, "Ask your Chairman Qiao for me, when she’s coming to Jiangzhou."

"This..." President Xie’s expression suddenly became somewhat difficult, seeming to have some unspeakable difficulty.

Song Guanchao asked, "Is it very difficult?"

President Xie chuckled bitterly, saying, "Honestly, Chairman Qiao has already signed an investment agreement with Feng City."