Let a fraudster get a loan from the designated bank?

Does Song Guanchao have a grudge against the president of Lingjiang Bank?

But he clearly remembered that the president of Lingjiang Bank's Zhujiang District Branch was Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue and Song Guanchao should have a pretty good relationship.

Why would he do that?

While curious, he didn't ask more questions.

As an adult, especially as a vice mayor, Liang Hao understood all too well that some things you shouldn't be curious about, and some questions you just shouldn't ask.

Maintaining a certain distance and sense of boundaries is the key to better relationships.

"No problem, leave it to me!"

This matter is challenging.

But Liang Hao must accomplish it!

When they first met, it was Song Guanchao who needed to demonstrate his abilities.

Now, Liang Hao needed to show off his skills to Song Guanchao.

If he couldn't even handle this small matter, there wouldn't be any opportunities for meritorious deeds that Song Guanchao would grant him in the future.

He knew very well that Song Guanchao had a bright future, and positions like deputy or division chief were merely scenery along the way, not the destination.

He wanted to keep up with Song Guanchao's pace, so he needed to showcase his abilities; otherwise, he would easily fall behind.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Brother Liang."

Song Guanchao downed his tea in one gulp and said, "I have some matters to attend to, so I'll be off. Just guide things on your end; don't have too much contact with Lingjiang Bank."

Liang Hao nodded, indicating that he understood.

As he exited the room, he saw Liang Hui standing at the end of the corridor, idly fiddling with her nails.

Hearing footsteps, Liang Hui looked up.

"Brother Song, are you going to the restroom?"

"I have some things to take care of. Let's have a meal together when I have time."

"Okay, then... take care."

Watching as Song Guanchao left without looking back, Liang Hui pouted.

She wanted to get close to Song Guanchao from the start, to be near him, to become his woman and bind him with her body.

However, Song Guanchao had clearly rejected her from the beginning.

Initially, Liang Hui thought that as he got closer to Liang Hao, an opportunity would present itself for her.

But the closer they became, the more distant her chance seemed.

She knew that Song Guanchao wasn't interested in her.

Thinking about this, Liang Hui's eyes dimmed slightly.

She really wasn't a good woman.

To gain money and fame, and to help Liang Hao in the bureaucracy, she became Li Fuhai's mistress.

At first, she resisted, unwilling to do it.

After all, she was quite attractive, with a good figure, and well-educated from a prestigious university.

With her qualifications, combined with Liang Hao's status, leading a comfortable life wasn't difficult.

But every time she saw Liang Hao humbly dealing with those superiors to advance further, she felt a bit sorry for her brother.

So she eventually took that step.

Once she took that path, there was no going back.

Now, her moral bottom line was sinking, and she no longer felt shame being a married man's mistress.

Yet, every time she faced Song Guanchao, her nearly eroded self-respect stubbornly resurfaced.

Being Li Fuhai's mistress was a stain she couldn't erase.

"Little sister, what's wrong?" Upon seeing his sister's expression, Liang Hao asked with concern.

Liang Hui shook her head, managing a smile: "Just thinking about some things."

Liang Hao was a shrewd person, easily discerning what was on his sister's mind.

He patted Liang Hui's shoulder and said, "If you're interested in Brother Song, just go for it."

Liang Hui's eyes dimmed again: "But I used to be with Li Fuhai..."

Liang Hao interrupted her: "In the political arena, few have high moral standards. Being someone's lover or mistress may be shameful in ordinary eyes, but in this society, people shame the poor, not the inept."

"If you think Brother Song cares about this, you're mistaken. Those who care about such matters wouldn't reach his position."

"Our blemishes are negligible compared to those in high leadership positions."

"If you like him, pursue him without overthinking."

"You're so beautiful; I can't believe Brother Song wouldn't be moved."

Listening to her brother's words filled Liang Hui with sudden confidence.

"In a few days, help me deliver something to him, and take the chance to chat."

"Men can't resist a woman's proactive advances."

"Hmm." Liang Hui's mind started spinning.

...

After meeting with Liang Hao, Song Guanchao hurried to Zhujiang District where he met Zhang Yue in the bank.

Zhang Yue was extremely surprised, not expecting him to suddenly show up.

The last time they met was near the start of the year, almost three months ago.

"Secretary Song..."

She quickly rose to greet him.

As she placed the teacup down, her arm inadvertently brushed against his body, and her long-dormant heart skipped a beat.

Although she and Song Guanchao never had that kind of relationship, she had helped him in other ways in this very office.

At that time, it was to demonstrate her loyalty.

Moreover, she understood that this was the most intimate act she could share with Song Guanchao.

To progress further was impossible.

It wasn't that she wasn't open to it; on the contrary, she always wished to have something happen with Song Guanchao.

It was simply that Song Guanchao wasn't interested.

This man was different from other men entirely.

He was disturbingly composed, able to suppress physical impulses with rationality.

Yet she still harbored a trace of hope.

"Secretary Song, do you have something you need from me?"

She asked casually, seemingly absentmindedly brushing her hair behind her ear.

She walked over and naturally locked the office door from the inside.

Song Guanchao, as if not noticing her actions, said, "In a while, Du Lingchun might need you to approve a batch of loans. Carefully scrutinize the materials, and if any single step doesn't meet standards, reject it on the spot."

Zhang Yue blinked, instinctively asking, "What's the loan for?"

"The city government has brought in a Hong Kong businessman to invest nearly one billion in Tongchi District."

A project worth nearly one billion, with the city government initiating the investor search.

Such projects are usually given special emphasis by the city government.

Moreover, the government would typically instruct everything to go smoothly, with leniency wherever possible.

Yet, Song Guanchao instructed her to do the opposite.

She guessed that Song Guanchao might have conflicts with those responsible for the project.

Song Guanchao said, "Don't overthink it. I'm doing this for your own good. If I wanted to take someone down, I wouldn't stoop to lowly methods."

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this."

"I won't say a word." She nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, carry on then."

Just as he was about to stand up, Zhang Yue suddenly stepped forward, her eyes trailing away as she said, "Won't you stay a bit longer?"

Song Guanchao knew what she was implying, but one time was enough for such a matter.

Not refusing that time was simply to settle her mind.

Their relationship lacked certain intimate elements, and Zhang Yue's only way to show loyalty was through her body.

So that was the one time he didn't decline.

Yet he didn't wish for any more entanglements of that kind with Zhang Yue.

"I have other matters to handle."

Leaving with a smile, he brushed past her and unlocked the office door, exiting.

A hint of regret flickered in Zhang Yue's eyes, leaving her somewhat desolate.