Secretary Sun didn't think it was a big deal.
Although he couldn't figure out why Song Guanchao was there at the moment.
Even if he was discovered by Song Guanchao, who took a video, he wasn't panicked.
They were all secretaries, all working for the City Committee, seeing each other all the time; could he really spread this around?
Besides, issues of conduct were minor problems.
So when Song Guanchao made his move, his mind was blank.
He felt an immense force yank at his hair, pulling him backward, his body leaning back.
His hair was pulled so hard it seemed as if it would detach from his scalp.
The hand he had on Xu Xin, was forced open to grab at Song Guanchao's hand, trying to make him let go.
"Brother, what are you... ouch, it hurts, let go, let go now!"
Secretary Song grabbed at his hand, shouting loudly.
Song Guanchao seemed not to hear, not responding.
Grasping his hair, he dragged him across the smooth, clean floor tiles, walking forward two steps.