The System’s search and detection of the items in question, needless to say, were thorough.
The contents of the documents were also straightforward and easy to understand, making everything immediately clear to anyone who saw them.
Wen Dalian was not only guilty of tax evasion but also the pickles his own factory produced, under the Wen Family brand, were made of substandard raw materials in a worrying production environment.
With its extensive capabilities, the System added credibility to the accusations by not only listing some scientific test results but also supplementing them with numerous on-site photos.
Raw materials: Withered branches and rotten leaves, moldy pickles haphazardly piled on the concrete, with flies swarming everywhere. Next to this, astonishingly, were several pigs raised by local residents... Manure and sewage covered the ground, gradually converging towards the pile of pickles.
Production environment: Several middle-aged men smoking cigarettes, barefoot in cement pools filled with pickles, not to mention the filth and stench, but also a man in the corner peeing directly into the pool... which was enough to make users vomit upon seeing it.
Furthermore, some astute netizens noted that Wen Dalian was standing outside the pool talking with others while the employee was urinating!
Even if he did not see the employee’s actions, could he really be blind to the filthy mess all around?!
Wen Dalian’s pickle snacks were very popular, and the raw materials were not limited to just these few kinds; th ere were also lotus roots, edamame, kelp, and other materials. The photos provided by the System were numerous, and each one was more shocking than the last, utterly disgusting and overturning everyone’s understanding of food safety in the world.
[These images just made me throw up.]
[Talking about family all the time, but behind their backs... Even the food given to pigs is cleaner and more sanitary than what’s given to ’family.’]
Those netizens who had never purchased Wen Dalian’s products felt lucky, while those who had previously supported him and bought plenty of his pickle snacks were devastated, quickly redirecting their fire to spam Wen Dalian’s live streams with criticism.
In no time, all sorts of insults and doubts flooded over Wen Dalian like a deluge.
Of course, the netizens did not forget to tag the police and relevant departments. Wen Dalian was in Capital City, and his processing factory was in Wenzhou. Soon, the police from both Capital City and Wenzhou responded, stating they were already en route.
The food safety and tax departments also responded, indicating they were monitoring the situation online and would immediately send personnel to investigate.
Amid a barrage of insults, Wen Dalian shut down his live stream.
The fans who had supported him before were just as furious with him after seeing Jiang Ning’s TikTok.
They had supported him because they believed in Wen Dalian and bought his products. Is this how Wen Dalian repaid everyone?
The netizens (cursing and swearing) were incredibly vulgar: tui!
"Brother Wen, what do we do now?" the assistant beside him asked, holding up her phone and looking somewhat at a loss.
She had also seen those things that Jiang Ning posted on TikTok and was a bit scared.
Wen Dalian did not speak, but another young man from the team who had livestreamed with Wen Dalian stood up and scoffed, "What else can we do, it’s not our problem."
"Wen Dalian, you talk about how brilliant you are, making so much money but so dark-hearted, evading taxes, and feeding your fans crap. What’s worse is you also made us eat it along with you!" Cui Zhi was extremely angry.
As an employee of Wen Dalian, his daily job was to help Wen Dalian sell products through live streaming.
Every time Wen Dalian sold his own brand of pickle snacks, he had them eat a lot! And they had to show an expression of delicious enjoyment!
Recalling those photos Jiang Ning posted, Cui Zhi felt a wave of nausea rising from his belly into his throat.
He was just a regular employee, earning an average salary, and now he had consumed so much unhealthy food, and even this scandal might affect his ability to find another job!
Cui Zhi was visibly agitated, indeed feeling incredibly unlucky to have ended up as Wen Dalian’s employee!
Wen Dalian picked up his phone with a cold face and stepped outside.
Talking about it now was pointless, and he didn’t bother arguing with these people.
Wen Dalian knew very well what was waiting for him if he didn’t leave now.
"Catch him, don’t let him get away!" Cui Zhi saw his intent and hurriedly spoke.
There were more than just a few people in this live stream studio— there were photographers and other employees.
Everyone had been stunned by the news online, and on hearing Cui Zhi’s words, they instinctively surrounded Wen Dalian.