Chapter 111: The Journalist's Belongings

After exchanging a few words with Shi Wenxuan, Zhao Fan hung up the phone.

Upon entering again, Qin Yueyi and Fang Tiancheng had already made their decision.

“Qin Yueyi will stay with me these few days. Once we make use of the contents in the camera, I’ll go to her workplace and apply for her transfer to another location.”

Zhao Fan nodded. “That works. Contact me before you leave; I’ll send you some things.”

The latter words were directed at Qin Yueyi. The two then exchanged contact information, and Qin Yueyi followed Fang Tiancheng out.

Looking once more at the camera in his hand, Zhao Fan’s lips curled into a slight smile. There was some valuable material inside.

Later that day, Zhao Fan went to the hospital to visit Shi Wenxuan and even had the photos printed out.

Shi Wenxuan’s injury was similar to Zhao Fan’s—both had broken legs. The difference was that Shi Wenxuan’s face was heavily bruised and swollen.

Zhao Fan glanced over and asked, “What did the doctor say?”

“The doctor didn’t say much. Just told me to rest well,” Shi Wenxuan replied, his face full of melancholy. “Someone resigned from my company.”

Zhao Fan was momentarily speechless.

After a brief silence, Zhao Fan sighed, “I’m sorry.”

If he hadn’t taken on the design and construction of the mall, Shi Wenxuan’s situation wouldn’t have deteriorated to this extent.

Shi Wenxuan waved his hand. “This was my choice. It just goes to show how ruthless the Bai family is. By the way, you mentioned this morning that you got some evidence. What is it?”

Seeing Shi Wenxuan take the initiative to ask, Zhao Fan immediately pulled out the printed photos. He had enlarged them and kept them tucked in his coat pocket—despite some creases, they remained clear.

“Take a look and see what’s going on here.”

Shi Wenxuan said nothing at first. He studied the photos carefully for a long time before setting them down, his face turning ashen.

“Trampling on human lives like they mean nothing.”

“How so?”

Instead of answering directly, Shi Wenxuan asked Zhao Fan, “Besides these, do you have anything else?”

“Only a video, but it’s not that significant. It just proves they did use substandard building materials.”

Shi Wenxuan snorted coldly. “Usually, companies have accountants keep two sets of books. These five photos are from the real one.”

Zhao Fan frowned. “So their accounts are seriously problematic.”

“Exactly. But that alone isn’t enough. To prove the Bai family used shoddy materials, we need more evidence.”

Hearing this, Zhao Fan fell silent.

Qin Yueyi had already secured this evidence, but if more was needed, they would have to send people to investigate further.

Only the Bai family had already suffered a loss once; sending more people might not be as effective.

“Then let’s make a big fuss and have the authorities investigate them.”

“A fuss?”

Zhao Fan stood up. “I’ll make the arrangements. You focus on recovering. When you’re discharged, you’ll hear some very good news.”

Pocketing the five photos, Zhao Fan left once more.

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