Chapter 1884

Chapter 1884: Chapter 1884

Yang District Chief’s smile froze, the smile at the corner of his eyes contracted, and the smile in his eyes instantly turned into anger.

But he dared not clash with Chen Xiangdong.

Chen Xiangdong didn’t want to reconcile with him; at most, he’d be sidelined, but wouldn’t be troubled further.

If a conflict erupted, it would be hard to say.

Taking a deep breath, swallowing the curse words on the tip of his tongue, Yang District Chief forced a smile, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Chen Xiangdong raised his eyes, and only when the door was closed did he retract his gaze, sneering coldly.

Soon after, he replaced it with a gentle smile.

Once he left Fuyang, his life would take on a different form.

From then on, the sky would be limitless for the birds.

He couldn’t assert that the official ecosystem in Jiangzhou City was necessarily better than in Fuyang City.

But he was sure Song Guanchao wasn’t like Yang District Chief.

Song Guanchao’s identity lacked that air of decay.

He was looking forward to his upcoming career in Jiangzhou’s political scene.

Two days later, Chen Xiangdong arrived in Jiangzhou.

This time, no one came to pick him up.

Last time, it was Song Guanchao who invited him, and the reception was naturally attentive.

Now, he was transferred to work there; sending someone to pick him up would be inappropriate.

Chen Xiangdong understood this reasoning.

He first took a taxi to a residential area near the City Government, rented for him by Song Guanchao.

The residential area was old but well-maintained, as it was close to two high schools and a junior high, inhabited mostly by intellectuals and civil servants.

The house had a traditional Chinese décor, not exactly exquisite, but it felt warm.

Chen Xiangdong unpacked his clothes and belongings, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.

Arriving at the City Government at eleven, he didn’t seek out Song Guanchao but headed directly to the General Department.

Before entering the department office, he heard chaotic voices and hurried footsteps.

Turning a corner and arriving at the entrance to the General Department, he saw busy civil servants, either tapping away at keyboards writing documents, carrying documents while traversing the crowds without a smile, or calling to notify bureaucratic committees to collect documents...

The small department was enveloped in a busy atmosphere.

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Xiangdong approached a man who had just hung up the phone and smiled, "Hello, may I ask if Director Wang Yu is in?"

The man looked up, habitually scanning him quickly, then raised a finger and pointed, "Over there, in the office."

"Thank you." Chen Xiangdong went to the office, knocked, and entered.

Wang Yu had only interacted with Song Guanchao once when he came to the City Government, and they hardly met afterward.

This time, with Chen Xiangdong being transferred as the deputy director, Song Guanchao had informed her beforehand, which made her unhappy.

In her view, Song Guanchao deliberately planted personnel to sideline her.

Look at Shi Qin in the Secretariat Department; wasn’t she gradually sidelined by Jiang Yiren?

Wang Yu felt a bit annoyed and resentful.

Song Guanchao planted Jiang Yiren there, and Shi Qin deserved it.

Who asked Shi Qin to be so audacious to install surveillance in Song Guanchao’s office?

But she hadn’t done such a thing.

Besides, she wasn’t a faction of Zhang Yan nor Zhou Zheng, she had no affiliations and was clean.

How could Song Guanchao still bully her?

Yes, she felt Song Guanchao was bullying her.

Consequently, she was not pleased with the newly appointed deputy director.

"Find a vacant spot outside and manage your work on your own," Wang Yu said rigidly, devoid of emotion.

Chen Xiangdong, seeing her expression and tone, knew she had issues with him.

However, he wasn’t bothered, as she was the director, and suddenly a deputy assigned by higher-ups came along.

Anyone would wonder if there were intentions behind this decision.

It would be surprising to receive a friendly face.

"Thank you."

Chen Xiangdong offered a smile and left the office.

Watching his back, Wang Yu smirked, "Quite good-looking."

...

Chen Xiangdong first found a vacant spot to place his personal belongings and did not introduce himself to the others.

Everyone was busy, and it would be inappropriate to introduce himself then.

He left the department and found Song Guanchao’s office.

Knock knock.

"Come in."

Chen Xiangdong opened the door to see Song Guanchao holding a cigarette in his left hand, elbow resting on the desk, and a pen in his right hand, occasionally scribbling on the documents.

"You’re here?" Song Guanchao put out the cigarette and, with a smile, poured him a cup of tea, asking, "When did you arrive?"

"Just now."

"How’s your place? Is it small?"

"Quite spacious." Chen Xiangdong asked, "Director Song, is there any work you’d like to assign to me?"

Song Guanchao said, "I was thinking of letting you settle in for a few days. If you’re not too tired, I’ll assign you the Jiangyun Group’s transition."

"No problem."

"Then I’ll explain some key points to you first. Later, you’ll go directly to Jiangyun Group, and your work henceforth will primarily focus on assisting their transition. I’ll inform Director Wang not to disturb you from the City Government side."

"Alright."

Chen Xiangdong took out pen and paper, and Song Guanchao began to outline the significant points.

About half an hour later, Chen Xiangdong left the office, returned to his desk to grab his things, and headed straight to Jiangyun Group.

Meanwhile, Song Guanchao was constantly on the phone.

He was extremely busy these past two days.

The companies from Pinghai City started coming over last year, and most had already chosen their office locations, slowly moving their operations over.

Now, Song Guanchao suddenly contacted them, asking them to move their offices to Wensong District Cultural Industrial Park.

They were naturally reluctant.

Especially after understanding the current state of the industrial park, they were even more unwilling.

But they couldn’t directly refuse, as they didn’t want to offend Song Guanchao.

These days, Song Guanchao was setting up meetings, planning to gather them for face-to-face talks.

He was confident he could persuade them.

Besides that were the foreign companies withdrawing from Gusu City.

Jiang Zhengdong had returned from Gusu and called him, but Song Guanchao was tied up with other things, so he asked him to wait for his call.

Thankfully, Chen Xiangdong arrived today, letting him temporarily offload Jiangyun Group duties; otherwise, he’d be overwhelmed.

"Creek~"

The office door was gently pushed open a sliver, with Wu Yun sneakily poking out half her face, then half her body.

Song Guanchao was still on the phone, and upon hearing the movement, seeing her come in, he raised an eyebrow at her, then pointed at the phone beside his ear.

Wu Yun nodded with her little head, raised the milk tea in her hand, then walked over, placed it on the table, and quietly sat down, watching Song Guanchao who was working.

A few minutes later, Song Guanchao put down the phone, exhaled, grabbed the milk tea, inserted a straw, and took a sip, saying, "Don’t buy milk tea next time."

"Why?" Wu Yun was displeased.

"Drinking it too much makes you gain weight; better buy coffee, and whenever I want milk, I’ll find you for fresh ones."

Wu Yun’s face flushed, spat, "You pervert."

"Hehehe..." Song Guanchao was chuckling, and the desk phone rang, saying helplessly, "Let me take this call."

He picked up the receiver and hadn’t spoken yet when a slightly panicked voice said, "Are you Song Guanchao?"