Seeing her demeanor, the servant almost thought she was going to harm Jiang Ziyu.
"Madam Di, I was wrong about what happened before. I was just trying to protect my son and spread the video online. I didn't mean anything else," Yan Li said, clinging to Jiang Ziyu's arm like a persistent fly.
Jiang Ziyu flicked her two fingers, looking down at her with pride. "What a coincidence. I didn't mean anything else either. I just happened to see officials from the Land Bureau entering an entertainment venue, so I casually posted it online for everyone to see."
The same words left Yan Li with a crestfallen expression.
Of course, she hadn't just casually done it. As soon as the photos were released, they went viral online. Her husband was summoned for questioning by his superiors first thing in the morning.
"Alright, you don't need to waste any more time here with me. You'd be better off figuring out how to fix things quickly, as your family has quite a few secrets," Jiang Ziyu said, hinting at more.
Yan Li, dense as ever, couldn't understand what she meant.
Unable to defeat Jiang Ziyu, she had no choice but to take Song Qi back to the Song family.
As soon as they entered, the ashtray from Old Master Song flew towards her.
*Clink*
"Waaah!" Song Qi burst into tears, frightened.
Staring at the shattered ceramic, Yan Li felt a lingering fear. If it had hit her, her face...
Thinking of this, she touched her smooth cheeks.
"Our Song family has had the worst luck to have married such a spendthrift like you. Look at the mess you've gotten us into!" The old man slammed his hand on the table.
Netizens, through the photos Jiang Ziyu posted online, identified the main figure in the pictures as Song De, a section chief at the Land Bureau. They further investigated his lifestyle and the entertainment venues he frequented, discovering his corrupt dealings in secret.
Some even came forward to accuse them of using their official positions to deliberately trouble those applying for services, specifically demanding favors to fill their greed.
When one person spoke up, more followed. Before the morning was over, Song De's position was suspended, and an investigation began...
Yan Li collapsed onto the floor. Facing the old man's accusations, she retorted indignantly, "Dad was there at the time too. This happening like this isn't solely my fault."
Old Master Song was so furious he couldn't breathe, his arm trembling as he pointed at her. "You, you incorrigible creature!"
Yan Li defiantly faced his scolding, unwilling to yield.
If Jiang Ziyu could post photos online, so could she.
In an instant, the public feud between the Song and Di families became a spectacle for onlookers, and other businesses took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
Di Mingjue took over the company and within a day, recouped the billions in lost assets.
President's Office.
Jiang Ziyu sat upright at the desk Di Mingjue had prepared for her, constantly refreshing the latest online comments.
"Take a look at this," Di Mingjue said, picking up the topmost folder from a stack.
These were just delivered by Shen Lin.
Jiang Ziyu flipped through them, her pupils gradually widening as she read. The Song family was truly rotten to the core...
"How did you find all this out?"
"That's not important. Focus on how you plan to use it."
After this incident, Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but admire Di Mingjue's capabilities. She even suspected that there was nothing in the entire capital that he couldn't handle.
After obtaining crucial information about Old Master Song from Di Mingjue, she arranged everything and eagerly began her investigation.
Jiang Ziyu traveled alone to a small mountain village.
The village was secluded and desolate. After walking for a long time, she finally encountered an old man.
"Hello, Grandpa. Do you know Tao Ming?" Jiang Ziyu politely called out to the old man, whose back was bent by the hardships of life.
The old man, carrying his load, ignored Jiang Ziyu.
It had taken her half a day to meet someone, and Jiang Ziyu wasn't about to let him leave.
Jiang Ziyu tried to follow the old man, but the muddy ground after the rain was too slippery, and in her haste, she almost fell off a cliff.
"What are you looking for him for?" the old man suddenly asked.
"You know him?" Jiang Ziyu quickly stood up.
The old man remained silent.
He definitely knew! Jiang Ziyu was certain.
Could he be him?
A sudden thought made Jiang Ziyu follow the old man back to his home.
Looking at him alone, she couldn't tell anything, but upon entering the old man's home and seeing the courtyard filled with brushes and ink, her suspicions were confirmed.
"Grandpa, I heard Tao Ming lives in this village. I followed you hoping to ask him which household he specifically lives in."
"I am the person you are looking for," the old man said after a long silence.
As expected!
"Grandpa, do you know about the Song family in the capital?"
Upon hearing the name Song family, the old man became instantly furious and hurried to drive Jiang Ziyu out.
Such a strong reaction, did the old man know about the incident back then?
Jiang Ziyu quickly explained, "I came to find you today to confirm if you know your college entrance exam scores were replaced."
His fingers loosened. The old man looked at Jiang Ziyu, lost in thought.
The year of the college entrance exam was when the country had just implemented the examination system. For the poor, it was a chance to leap over the dragon's gate, so all eligible youths eagerly participated.
He and Old Master Song were from the same village and were good friends. They walked over ten miles together to take the exam in the city and then waited together for the results to be released.
Never did he expect that after the results came out, he failed while Old Master Song was admitted. The old man thought it was because he hadn't studied hard enough, but after retaking the exam for several years, he unexpectedly discovered what Old Master Song had done to him back then...
"Why didn't you pursue it back then?" Jiang Ziyu inquired.
The old man smiled bitterly, "Who would believe what a farmer like me said?"
At that time, Old Master Song had already become the deputy director of the Education Bureau, with a bright future and a happy family. He knew he couldn't win, so he chose money over the truth as compensation.
"If the events of that year could be made public now, would you be willing?" Jiang Ziyu asked with confidence.