Chapter 1952:

Chapter 1952: Chapter 1952:

Just as Jiang Heng was fleeing, Song Guanchao received a call from Lu Zhizhong.

"Did you arrest Wei Shoucheng’s son?"

Facing Lu Zhizhong’s inquiry, Song Guanchao wasn’t surprised at all.

He softly said "hmm" and then asked, "Did Wei Shoucheng reach out to you?"

Lu Zhizhong replied, "Secretary Tian called Secretary Gao, and Secretary Gao then called me to ask what was going on."

"It’s not complicated..." Song Guanchao quickly explained the situation, and after he finished, Lu Zhizhong said, "It matches closely with what Secretary Gao mentioned."

Song Guanchao chuckled, "Wei Shoucheng is quite invested in his son."

He hadn’t expected the matter to escalate to Secretary Gao’s level.

To him, it seemed like a personal conflict between himself and Wei Zejun.

Who would have thought this guy would run and complain to his parents, which felt a bit childish.

But this also showed that the incident was a significant blow to him.

"Very invested." Lu Zhizhong picked up the topic seriously, "More than you might think."

"Secretary Tian mentioned that if the issue isn’t handled well, Wei Shoucheng might relocate his Jiangzhou businesses."

"Oh?" This time, Song Guanchao was genuinely surprised.

He only wanted to teach Wei Zejun a lesson, but his reaction was overly dramatic.

It was one thing for him to react strongly, but why did his father react so intensely too?

Threatening to relocate businesses? Really?

"Have you spoken to Mayor Wu?" Song Guanchao asked.

"You were notified first; I’ll contact her next."

"You should speak to her."

The relationship between Lu Zhizhong and him was unknown to outsiders, even Wu Qiangwei wasn’t in the loop about it.

So, they couldn’t break protocol.

About ten minutes after ending the call, Wu Qiangwei called.

"Come see me," Wu Qiangwei said.

"Now?" Song Guanchao pretended to know nothing.

"Yes, come over now, I have something to discuss with you." Wu Qiangwei’s tone was fairly composed. Although she hadn’t expected things to escalate to this degree, she didn’t say anything accusatory.

Song Guanchao acknowledged and, a little while later, walked into Wu Qiangwei’s house.

Once inside, he glanced around and softly asked, "Is anyone else here?"

"No one... I have something serious to discuss." Wu Qiangwei slapped away his outstretched hand, looking stern, "Come, sit down."

"With such a serious face, what’s up?" Song Guanchao walked over to the sofa and asked casually.

Wu Qiangwei sat opposite him and said, "I just got a call from Governor Lu."

"Hmm?" Song Guanchao glanced up at her, waiting for more.

Wu Qiangwei then told him about Wei Shoucheng going to see Secretary Tian.

Song Guanchao’s expression gradually turned serious as if he had just heard it for the first time, showing no signs he already knew.

She finished and then quietly watched him, giving him time to process and think.

After two minutes, Song Guanchao stood up, "I’ll handle it."

Wu Qiangwei stood up as well, seeing him to the door.

As he was about to leave, she suddenly held his hand and gently reminded him, "Don’t act rashly."

"Don’t worry." Song Guanchao forced a smile, patted her hand, and, taking advantage of her distraction, quickly pecked her cheek.

Wu Qiangwei glared at him but didn’t offer any words of reproach.

"Get some sleep early." Song Guanchao smiled at her and closed the door behind him.

Wu Qiangwei didn’t ask how he planned to handle it. Now that they were no longer in a superior-subordinate relationship, she couldn’t use a commanding tone to instruct him.

But she trusted Song Guanchao could handle the situation well.

Song Guanchao left the building and, on his way home, called Ma Guowei, telling him he would head over soon to have a talk with Wei Zejun.

Returning home, he grabbed his car keys and immediately set off again.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the municipal bureau.

"Director Song." Ma Guowei came over and led him to the office.

"Have a seat, I’ll bring Wei Zejun over."

Song Guanchao relaxed into the chair, and during the wait, an unfamiliar number suddenly called in.

He picked up, "Who is this?"

"Director Song, it’s Jiang Heng."

"President Jiang, what’s the matter?"

"I have evidence of Wei Zejun’s illegal activities."

That single sentence immediately piqued Song Guanchao’s interest and curiosity.

"And then?"

"I can give you this evidence, but I need a promise from Director Song."

"Tell me."

Although Jiang Heng’s sudden betrayal was unexpected,

Song Guanchao could roughly surmise the reason.

For someone like him, who dealt with dirty work, he knew he might be discarded at any time.

So, they would always have a backup plan in case things changed.

Once the higher-ups shifted or Wei Zejun lost power, they would immediately make their escape.

But this time, Wei Zejun wasn’t exactly losing power—just facing a setback, something Jiang Heng couldn’t overlook.

Why would he choose to flee now?

And even if he did flee, why would he decide to sell out Wei Zejun?

He suspected that Wei Zejun had done something to make Jiang Heng unhappy.

It just so happened to erupt at this particular time.

Jiang Heng didn’t care what Song Guanchao was thinking. He didn’t hide anything and asked Song Guanchao to take care of Ah Xiang’s mother.

He finished talking, not bothering whether Song Guanchao was interested in knowing the details about his feud with Wei Zejun, and he explained Ah Xiang’s situation to him.

After listening, Song Guanchao suddenly understood; indeed, there was a grudge.

"This evidence can definitely land Wei Zejun in jail for the rest of his life. Director Song, just nod, and I’ll send it to you right away!" Jiang Heng said.

Song Guanchao asked, "Where do you plan to go?"

Jiang Heng tensed up, "That’s none of your business."

Song Guanchao said, "Don’t be nervous, just asking. Also, a piece of advice: try not to stay in the country. If you can leave, do so as soon as possible."

"I’ll promise you this; I’ll help take care of your mother-in-law. Send the evidence to my email. I’ll send you my email in a while."

"Okay." Jiang Heng relaxed a bit, finding the process smoother than he expected.

After the call, Song Guanchao sent over his email address.

Almost immediately afterward, Ma Guowei walked in, bringing Wei Zejun with him.

Wei Zejun had been brought in at midday, wasn’t handcuffed or interrogated, and while not exactly treated royally, it was purely a change of environment.

Yet even so, Wei Zejun’s current state looked significantly different from his usual self.

His demeanor was less composed, his gaze sharp. Upon seeing Song Guanchao, Song distinctly sensed anger emanating from him.

"Young Master Wei, we meet again."

Song Guanchao turned his chair towards him, not standing up, smiling gently.

Wei Zejun pulled out a chair and sat beside him, seemingly ignoring him.

Ma Guowei glanced between the two and said, "Director Song, I’ll head out. Call me if anything comes up."

Just as he closed the door, he heard Wei Zejun’s cold laugh, "Director Song, do you know what happens to someone who breaks the rules?"