Tang Si listened to Su Jun's report on Zhao Qiyuan, his mood heavy.
Revenge had been achieved, and everything had gone exceptionally smoothly, as if heaven itself were aiding him. Yet, Tang Si couldn't find happiness.
These people had met their just deserts, bearing the painful consequences, but Shi Ran was still in a state of terror.
"Keep a close eye on Huo Xiaohua. Han Yu will send people to apprehend him later," Tang Si sighed.
This remark made Su Jun pause. "Arrest Huo Xiaohua?"
Tang Si raised a hand, wiping a trace of blood from his lips. He nudged his cheek with his tongue and sneered, "Boldly dealing drugs in Lancheng, thinking he was doing it secretly. It was just self-deception."
"I don't believe it..." Su Jun exclaimed, "Huo Xiaohua truly has guts."
As he spoke, he dragged the limp Huo Xiaohua away like a puddle of mud.
Now that Zhao Qiyuan was paralyzed and unable to handle company affairs, and Huo Xiaohua would face his due punishment, neither could interfere with the company.
With problems arising in their numerous industries and no one to resolve them, partners would withdraw their investments within days. When cash flow became insufficient, the company would be unable to operate normally and would naturally go bankrupt.
The problems of the Huo and Zhao families would then resolve themselves.
Tang Si let out a long breath and sighed with a sense of melancholy.
On the table, his phone buzzed. Biting down on a cigarette, he glanced at the screen. His father, Tang Boren's, name flashed, but Tang Si ignored it.
This time, taking down the Huo and Zhao families so easily was thanks to Lu Yanming's intervention, followed closely by the help of his second brother, Qing Muye.
Although Qing Muye had already left Lancheng, the investigation into Huo Xiaohua and Zhao Qiyuan had begun long ago. Before leaving Lancheng, he had handed the evidence to Lu Yanming.
It was as if he had foreseen everything.
Tang Si felt immensely grateful.
Although this battle was not won gracefully, the outcome was ultimately positive.
The next day.
Tang Si personally went to the police station to report the Zhao family's crimes, having pre-arranged with various media outlets.
Upon arriving at the police station, dozens of reporters, like a surging tide, were waiting. Upon seeing his car, they swarmed towards him, encircling him.
Su Jun slowly stopped the car, looking at his boss in the rearview mirror. "Boss, we can't move forward."
Tang Si, who had been closing his eyes in repose, slowly opened them. "Stop."
"Yes." Su Jun responded, stopped the car, got out, and went around to the rear passenger door to open it.
Tang Si, holding a document bag, alighted from the car.
Today, he was as immaculate as ever, dressed in a white suit, his short hair slicked back into a side part. The purple marks on his lips had been deliberately concealed with makeup.
He stood there, radiant and imposing, his handsome features exuding a devilishly cool aura.
"Mr. Tang, what are you doing at the police station today?"
"Regarding your father-in-law's company's tax evasion and sewage discharge issues, what are your thoughts?"
"As Zhao Wuyan's husband, were you involved in these matters?"
"Your father-in-law broke the law; you should bear some responsibility."
...
Numerous reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, aimed them at Tang Si, their microphones practically poking his face.
Tang Si stood erect, one hand in his trouser pocket, the other holding the file bag, his posture conveying a lofty, disdainful air as he looked down upon the reporters.
The reporters bombarded him with questions, one after another, their chatter so rapid that it was difficult to make out what was being said.
Tang Si continued to stare at them with cold arrogance, his gaze sharp and carrying a hint of lethal chill.
Gradually, the reporters' voices diminished, eventually falling into silence.
Seeing that the reporters had stopped speaking, he raised his hand and waved the file bag. "I am the one reporting Zhao Qiyuan's illegal activities."
Shock—!
Like a stone thrown into a calm lake, it stirred a thousand ripples.
The reporters instantly erupted again.
They all extended their microphones and loudly asked, "Aren't you Zhao Qiyuan's son-in-law? Why are you reporting him?"
"As Zhao Wuyan's husband, why would you report your father-in-law?"