After exchanging a few pleasantries, Old Su, his mom, and his aunt pulled him aside to sit and chat. Before long, led by Old Su's intentional or unintentional guidance, the conversation turned to today's main topic.
"Xiao Qing, I heard from your mom that you work at the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau?"
"It's not really working; I'm just there in name. Sometimes, I might not even go once in ten days or half a month. I'm not even officially there—I'm considered a contract worker!" Su Qing said with a smile.
He wasn't making this up. Given his current identity, it would be impossible for him to become a legitimate civil servant. Otherwise, the legitimacy of the properties under his name would be questionable. If investigated, wouldn't they easily find out everything?
Moreover, he really hasn't entered the system yet. He hasn't even nabbed himself a police uniform. If he isn't a contract worker, then what is he?
