Diary of Getting Rich Quick in the South

Bai Yan's condition was extremely poor.

Her once exquisite makeup was ruined, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

There were still tear stains on her face, clearly indicating that she had been secretly crying all night and hadn't slept well at all.

Seeing Bai Yan, who is usually calm and composed, in such a vulnerable and disheveled state, I felt inexplicably sad.

I quickly walked over and asked her softly, "Sister Bai, what happened? Who bullied you? You're crying like this, something's wrong."

But she just shook her head, refusing to explain a word, biting her lip tightly, and only raising her hand to gesture to me: "Come with me."

She was extremely depressed and looked like she was about to collapse.

I didn't dare to press her further, so I could only obediently follow behind her.

I walked on in silence until I looked up and saw the sign for the police station ahead, and my heart skipped a beat.

A strong sense of unease immediately arose.

Why are you at the police station?

Bai Yan stood at the bottom of the steps at the entrance of the police station, her steps faltering slightly, clearly hesitant, and dared not take a step inside.

I couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to ask her, "Sister Bai! Can't you just tell me what happened? We're already here, what can't you say? Look at you now, it's really worrying."

As soon as I finished speaking, Bai Yan, who had been holding back her emotions, finally couldn't take it anymore.

She covered her face with her hands, her shoulders jerked violently, and a suppressed sob burst forth, a heart-wrenching cry.

This crying completely panicked me.

What's even more awkward is that there are always people coming and going in front of the police station.

As soon as she started crying, all the passersby and people on business around us instinctively looked over, their eyes all falling on us.

Upon seeing this, a police officer on duty at the entrance quickly walked over and asked gently, "Young lady, what's wrong? What happened? Do you need help? You can tell us."

Bai Yan shuddered in fright, quickly raised her hand to wipe away her tears haphazardly, and shook her head desperately: "No...it's nothing, officer, I'm sorry, I'm fine."

After saying that, she didn't dare to stay any longer. She reached out and grabbed my arm, lowered her head, and forcibly pulled me away from the police station entrance.

She cried until her body went limp and she was unsteady on her feet. I didn't dare to break free and could only let her drag me forward.

She walked until she reached a deserted green belt on the side of the street before finally stopping.

Seeing her looking so wronged and on the verge of collapse, I felt both anxious and heartbroken.

Seeing that she was crying so hard, I turned around and ran to the convenience store next door, bought a pack of tissues, opened it and handed it to her.

"Wipe your tears, don't cry."

Bai Yan whispered a thank you, took the tissue, and gently wiped away her tears.

She leaned against the tree trunk, taking deep breaths to calm herself down.

It took almost ten minutes for my trembling body to gradually stabilize.

A gust of wind blew by, and she looked up at me, her eyes red with tears, biting her lip tightly.

"Chen An... I want to call the police."

My heart tightened, and I asked softly, "What happened? Tell me slowly."

She sniffed hard.

"I...I was drugged by that beast surnamed Wen."

The moment I heard Bai Yan's words, my mind went blank.

All the details Huang Yingying told me yesterday suddenly exploded into my mind at this moment.

That Mr. Wen looks respectable, but he's actually a complete pervert and scumbag.

He specifically uses his connections and power to manipulate women in the industry, drugging, coercing, and wantonly abusing them.

The most disgusting thing is that they will secretly record the incident afterward and post the private video online for their own amusement, ruining a person's life.

I was only on guard just now, but I didn't expect him to be so bold as to directly attack Bai Yan.

Who is Bai Yan?

She is independent, strong-willed, and principled. She has always protected her subordinates in the company, treated people with honesty and integrity, never provoked anyone, and worked diligently to get to where she is today.

As a result, because powerful scoundrels harbored evil intentions, I suffered this filth for no reason.

A surge of anger was welling up inside me, and my heart was burning with rage.

I really wish I could rush to the exhibition right now, drag that hypocrite out and give him a good beating.

I suppressed my near-out-of-control anger and asked her, "Sister Bai, why didn't you call the police earlier? This kind of beast is capable of such a despicable thing; he should pay the price. Why should he be allowed to get away with it?"

Bai Yan looked at me with her frighteningly swollen eyes, which were red.

In his eyes was a despair I had never seen before, and his whole being exuded an exhaustion as if he had been completely defeated.

"It's no use, Chen An, it's really no use."

"Impossible! I refuse to believe the law can't punish him!"

Bai Yan shook her head: "You don't understand him. President Wen has been deeply rooted in Nancheng for so many years. He has a large family fortune and extensive connections. He can speak on both the black and white sides."

Moreover, he wields considerable influence in Kunming. I'm just an ordinary, low-level worker with no connections or backing; I can't compete with him.

"When I confronted him head-on, it was like throwing an egg against a rock. In the end, he could easily find some excuse to cover it up completely."

I know Bai Yan is telling the truth, but I am still extremely unwilling to accept it.

Stubbornly, he said, "With the internet so developed now, power can suppress things offline, but it can't suppress public opinion! As long as we expose this, netizens aren't blind. Once the pressure of public opinion explodes, even the most powerful person can't hold back!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Bai Yan couldn't hold back any longer. All the grievances she had been holding back all night finally burst out, and she covered her mouth and broke down in tears.

"Public opinion can crush him, but it's me who will be destroyed!"

She looked at me through teary eyes: "This industry is so small, we'll run into each other all the time. If this gets out of hand, nobody will care that I'm a victim who was drugged and framed."

"Everyone will only use my affairs to smear me and slander me. How can I stand in the industry in the future?"

How am I supposed to go to work? How am I supposed to face my colleagues and clients? Everything I've worked so hard for these past few years is ruined!

Her cries were like a boulder crashing into my heart, making it hard for me to breathe.

I know perfectly well that what she said is all true.

The innocence and reputation of the lower classes are the cheapest, while the filth of the powerful and wealthy can always be easily erased.

The victims will ultimately end up battered and bruised, with nothing left.

I stared intently at the ground, desperately suppressing the urge to go berserk.

Not reconciled.

I am truly unwilling to accept this.

Why are evil scumbags allowed to live high and mighty without any consequences?

Why should innocent and kind people have to swallow their anger and silently bear all the grievances and filth on their own?

I said in a deep voice, "Are we just going to let this go? He did such a beastly thing, and we're just supposed to suffer in silence?"

Bai Yan, her eyes red from crying, gently shook her head: "Let it go... Chen An."

She looked up at me, her voice pleading, "Stop this nonsense, I can't afford to waste any more time. Could you do me a favor and go to the nearby pharmacy and buy me two pills?"