Chapter 1287: Chapter 1287: How Have I Used Public Affairs for Personal Gain?
Chang Qinghua nodded: “Sis, I don’t have any issues here. Didn’t brother-in-law just arrange for you to be transferred to Di Du Third Hospital? You should go to work, don’t let me delay your job.”
Chang Danran was still worried, keeping her sister company for half a day. It wasn’t until the hospital called in the afternoon that she advised her sister to rest well and then left.
Chang Qinghua rarely had a vacation, so after Chang Danran left, she sat on the living room sofa watching TV.
After watching two episodes of a drama, Chang Qinghua took out her laptop, packaged the materials she organized about organ trafficking, and sent them to the police station in Yancheng, hoping to assist them in their investigation.
Close to evening, Yang Daiqing called to ask about her situation.
“I’m fine, it was a close call without danger.”
Yang Daiqing: “Yeah, I saw it on the news. Are you home now? I brought you dinner.”
“I am. Just come up directly.”
“I’m right outside your apartment.”
Chang Qinghua was about to open the door, but then Yang Daiqing chuckled awkwardly, “There are bodyguards at your apartment entrance.”
Chang Qinghua went to open the door, and indeed saw four stern-faced bodyguards standing there.
Chang Qinghua said, “He’s my friend, let him in.”
But the bodyguard said, “Miss Chang, sorry, Mr. Ji instructed that your danger hasn’t been lifted yet. Except for him and your family, no one can step into your apartment, otherwise he would want us to apologize by beheading ourselves. Please don’t make it difficult for us, it’s not easy making a living.”
Chang Qinghua: “…”
Yang Daiqing, courteous and polite: “Never mind, here’s dinner for you. Since there are bodyguards watching over you at your doorstep, I’m relieved. Call me if anything comes up; I still have things to handle at the company.”
Chang Qinghua took the packed box and chatted a bit through the two bodyguards before Yang Daiqing left.
After returning to her room, as Chang Qinghua was about to open the packed box, a bodyguard suddenly knocked on the door.
She opened the door and heard the bodyguard say, “Sorry, Miss Chang, Mr. Ji instructed that except for food delivered by him or your family, other food must not enter your mouth. This is for your safety. Please give me the packed box; Mr. Ji said he wants to check if it’s poisoned.”
Chang Qinghua frowned: “It’s not poisoned.”
The bodyguard had already walked straight in and took the packed box directly—not hesitating or wasting time.
Suppressing her anger, Chang Qinghua called Ji Qishu: “What do you mean by this?”
On the other end of the phone, no one responded to her.
Chang Qinghua glanced at her phone to ensure the call was still connected, then she put the phone back to her ear and said, hands on hips, “Ji Qishu, I thank you for rescuing me in Yancheng and for sending bodyguards to protect me, but don’t think you can use your public duties for private gain.”
Using the guise of protecting her to do childish things—there’s no way the dinner brought by Yang Daiqing was poisoned.
But on the other end, Ji Qishu chuckled, “How am I using public duties for private gain?”
Chang Qinghua didn’t want to discuss the topic: “What am I supposed to eat tonight?”
“What you eat is none of my damn business; you’re my ex-wife, not my current wife. Isn’t the alimony I give you every month enough for your living expenses?”
In country A, post-divorce requirements are especially high for men; they must pay hefty alimony. After their divorce, he had to give her at least three hundred thousand a month for living expenses—it was a huge loss to think about.
However, Ji Qishu calculated that without the alimony, her salary wouldn’t cover the daily ten thousand single tax.
So Ji Qishu figured it wasn’t such a loss; she probably used the money to pay the single tax. He counted it as contributing to the country’s tax revenue—he truly is a patriotic young man.