I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, and Li Wei investigated Zhao Ming's background through various channels. After some effort, they discovered that Zhao Ming had been paying close attention to reports in the Metropolis Daily, particularly the special report on Zhang Wanqing's bun shop. This made Zhang Wanqing wary.

"Zhao Ming might be jealous of our coverage." Fu Siyuan smiled slightly, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "He wants to increase his newspaper's influence by digging up dirt on us."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Wanqing frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Let's stay calm and not be led by him." Li Wei smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a calmness. "As long as we keep our original intention and do our own things well, there is nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, I know." Zhang Wanqing nodded, and her heart gradually calmed down. She knew that Li Wei was right.

A few days later, Zhao Ming and his team arrived at the bun shop. Sitting in his car, Zhao Ming looked out the window at the bustling scene outside the bun shop. He had a sneer on his face, and a sinister look in his eyes. Zhang Wanqing and her family stood at the door, their faces wary.

"Zhao Ming, do you really want to do this?" Li Hua's voice came from the co-pilot seat, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"Brother Hua, I know what you're worried about." Zhao Ming smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a firmness. "I just want the truth to be known to the world."

"The truth?" Li Hua was slightly stunned, then shook his head. "Are you sure you're pursuing the truth, and not something else?"

Zhao Ming didn't answer. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Brother Hua, I know you are a good person, but sometimes, for the greater good, we have to make some sacrifices."

"Sacrifice?" Li Hua was slightly stunned, then shook his head, "I don't like this feeling."

"I know." Zhao Ming smiled faintly, his eyes revealing helplessness. "But this is reality, and we have to face it. Now, I need you to help me check the background of that bun shop and see if there is anything I can use."

Li Hua was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll help you check. But Zhao Ming, I hope you don't hurt innocent people."

"Don't worry." Zhao Ming smiled slightly, his eyes revealing confidence. "I just want the truth to be known to the world."

Just then, Zhao Ming's phone rang. He picked up the call and heard a familiar voice: "Zhao Ming, I found something."

"Oh?" Zhao Ming was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Tell me about it."

"The secret recipe of that bun shop might not be passed down from their family." The voice on the phone trembled slightly. "I found some information. The secret recipe might have been passed down by a man named Old Man Li."

"Old Man Li?" Zhao Ming was slightly stunned, then nodded. "Interesting, let's continue investigating."

"Okay." The voice on the phone responded and then hung up.

Zhao Ming hung up the phone with a sneer on his face: "It seems that the story behind this bun shop is far more complicated than I imagined."

Zhao Ming got out of the car and went straight to the bun shop. When Zhang Wanqing saw him, she immediately became nervous.

"Zhao Ming, what do you mean?" Zhang Wanqing frowned, with a hint of displeasure in her tone.

"Zhang Wanqing, don't be nervous." Zhao Ming smiled slightly, his eyes revealing confidence. "I'm just here to do some research and learn the secret to your bun shop's success."

"Investigation?" Zhang Wanqing was slightly stunned, then shook her head. "The secret to our bun shop's success is making buns with care."

"Making buns with care?" Zhao Ming sneered, his eyes revealing disdain. "That's not necessarily true. I heard that your family's secret bun recipe isn't inherited from our ancestors."

"What did you say?" Zhang Wanqing was slightly stunned, then frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

"I found some information." Zhao Ming smiled slightly, a look of pride in his eyes. "Your family's secret recipe for steamed buns might have been passed down by a man named Old Man Li."

"Old Man Li?" Zhang Wanqing was slightly stunned, then shook her head. "What nonsense are you talking about? Our family's secret recipe is passed down from our ancestors. How could it be passed down by an outsider?"

"Really?" Zhao Ming smiled slightly, a cunning look in his eyes. "Then why are there so many rumors about Old Man Li?"

"Rumors?" Zhang Wanqing was slightly stunned, then shook her head. "Don't believe everything you hear. Our family's secret recipe is made with genuine ingredients and is honest and trustworthy."

"Zhang Wanqing, don't be so ungrateful." Zhao Ming smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a sinister look. "I'm just revealing the truth, why are you resisting so much?"

"The truth?" Zhang Wanqing was slightly stunned, then shook her head. "What you call the truth is nothing but a lie you made up for publicity."

"Haha." Zhao Ming laughed, a smug look in his eyes. "Zhang Wanqing, you're too naive. In this world, the truth is often in the hands of those who have the final say."

"You!" Zhang Wanqing was about to say something when her mother pulled her back.

"Wanqing, don't bother with him." Mom smiled slightly, her eyes revealing a calmness. "Our bun shop relies on real ingredients. Word of mouth doesn't build a reputation overnight."

"Hmph." Zhao Ming sneered, his eyes revealing disdain. "Auntie, if your buns are made with genuine ingredients, then you wouldn't be afraid of our investigation, right? Hmph, and besides, in this world, nothing is uninvestigable."

"Zhao Ming, what do you want to do?" Dad walked over with a serious look in his eyes.

"Uncle Zhang, I don't mean anything else. I'm just fulfilling my duty as a journalist and exposing the truth. Your daughter is also a journalist, so she wouldn't understand what I mean, would she? If you truly have a clear conscience, why are you so afraid of being investigated?"

"You!" Dad was about to say something else when he was stopped by Zhang Wanqing.

"Dad, don't bother with him." Zhang Wanqing smiled slightly, her eyes revealing a firmness. "Our bun shop relies on real ingredients. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Just wait and see." Zhao Ming sneered, his eyes revealing disdain.

After saying that, Zhao Ming and his team turned and left, leaving Zhang Wanqing and her family looking at each other in bewilderment. Zhang Wanqing knew in her heart that this turmoil was probably just beginning.