I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

With the collapse of Blackstone, a series of hidden corruption chains began to surface. These chains, like the veins of a city, were intricate and yet fragile. Zhang Wanqing sat at her desk, a stack of documents before her, documenting transactions between Blackstone and corrupt officials. Her eyes were determined; she knew this wasn't over yet.

Across town, in the offices of some officials, the tension was almost palpable. Their foreheads were covered in sweat, and their phones were practically ringing off the hook. For them, the collapse of Blackstone wasn't just the downfall of a group; it was the end of their political careers.

"We must do something, otherwise everything is over for us." An official's voice trembled, his eyes filled with fear.

Another official sat in a chair, his head in his hands, his voice filled with despair: "We have no way out. Blackstone will drag us all down with it."

They knew that the collapse of Blackstone would expose their illegal activities and end their political careers. They began to seek help from all sides, hoping to find a way out. However, faced with the collapse of such a huge force, no one dared to come forward to help them.

Afterwards, the officials involved were taken away one by one. Some committed suicide before being taken away. No one could escape the city because the police had blocked all possible exits.

The courthouse doors were locked as a tense trial unfolded inside. Officials, accused of colluding with the Blackstone Group, were forced to stand in the dock, their faces pale and their eyes filled with despair.

The judge's voice echoed in the courtroom, his voice firm: "Your actions seriously violated the law, and you must pay the price for it."

The officials' lawyers did their best to defend them in court, hoping to mitigate their guilt. However, as the evidence came in, their defense became increasingly weak. Ultimately, these corrupt officials could not escape legal punishment.

Zhang Wanqing's series of reports, like bombshells, caused a huge stir in society. Her reports detailed how the Blackstone Group illegally resold cultural relics, sold them overseas, laundered money, and engaged in drug and gun trafficking, as well as collusion with corrupt officials.

Each of her words is filled with power, resonating deeply with readers. Her writing is not merely a report of the facts, but a call for justice. She knows these reports will put immense pressure on corrupt officials, and she hopes that through them, the public will see the truth.

As the storm dragged on, every corner of the city was affected. Public anger grew, and they demanded the government take action against these corrupt officials. The government took action, more officials were investigated, and more evidence was uncovered. The storm, like a tornado, swept through the city.

As the reports spread, they caused a huge sensation both domestically and internationally. The names of Li Wei, Fu Siyuan, and Zhang Wanqing began to spread throughout the antiques and media circles. These reports not only exposed the truth about the illegal trade but also attracted the attention of international organizations, helping Chinese police recover artifacts lost overseas.

Unfortunately, some of the cultural relics lost overseas are collected by collectors, some are sold to foreign museums, and some are missing. No one is willing to return the cultural relics to my country free of charge, and we can only watch helplessly as the cultural relics of our motherland are lost overseas.

This reminds me of the Eight-Nation Alliance burning down the Old Summer Palace. They stole many of our cultural relics, which are still in their museums today. Some have returned to the motherland, but most are still lost overseas.

As night fell, Zhang Wanqing, Li Wei and Fu Siyuan met at Li Wei's home. They all looked tired, but their eyes were full of relief.

"We did it." There was a hint of excitement in Zhang Wanqing's voice.

Li Wei and Fu Siyuan both nodded. They were very happy at the moment.

The morning sun shone through the half-open curtains onto Zhang Wanqing's desk. She sat at her desk, gazing out at the city. It had been a long time since she'd returned to her workplace, and neither had Fu Siyuan.

After this political storm, the city seems to have become clearer, and the air is filled with the scent of change.

Inside the government building, an emergency meeting was underway. Officials sat around a long table, faces grim. The collapse of Blackstone and the ensuing political storm had forced them to act. They discussed reforms to restore public trust.

"We must clean up corruption and rebuild public trust." The mayor's voice was firm and powerful.

The officials nodded in agreement. They knew it would be a tough battle, but they had no way out.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan continued to write follow-up reports on the government's reforms and new initiatives. At the same time, she, Fu Siyuan, and Li Wei were invited to oversee the progress of the reforms. They understood this was both a huge responsibility and an opportunity. Sitting in the conference room, they scanned each official's face with sharp eyes, searching for any hint of insincerity.

"As journalists, our mission is to report on government reforms. The real oversight lies with the people, not the media. We will closely monitor every reform measure to ensure it's truly implemented, not just empty talk. The government must also increase transparency in its governance so the people can see your sincerity," Fu Siyuan said. Zhang Wanqing nodded.

The mayor agreed with Fu Siyuan's words and said to Li Wei, "Li Wei, I know you were ostracized in the police station before, and you suffered a lot. In recognition of your contribution to this fight against crime, we have discussed and decided to reinstate you and give you a promotion. What do you think? Do you have any other requests?"

Li Wei wasn't convinced. He said, "Combating crime and protecting the city and its people is what the government should do. As for me, from the beginning to the end, I wasn't looking for results or reinstatement. I just like being free. If you have to explain why I work so hard, it's purely a personal preference. Oh no!"

Upon hearing Li Wei's words, Fu Siyuan gave him a look of approval. Zhang Wanqing immediately applauded. Seeing this, the mayor also applauded, and the others naturally followed suit. Li Wei, of course, still looked nonchalant, but inwardly he was happy because he had done something he believed was right.

With these first steps of reform, the entire city began to transform. New policies were implemented, corrupt officials were purged, and while public trust in the government wasn't restored instantly, it was trending in a positive direction. The government embraced openness and transparency in its governance and initiatives, holding public hearings and inviting representatives of the public to listen to and participate in discussions on new initiatives.

Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan and Li Wei could feel these changes as they walked on the city streets.

"We did it." There was a hint of excitement in Zhang Wanqing's voice.

Li Wei and Fu Siyuan also nodded.

"Wanqing, I have a new respect for you. You have become braver than before." Fu Siyuan said.

"But when she encounters problems, she is still not calm enough and has simple thoughts," said Li Wei.

"Okay, okay, I get it. In your eyes, Master Li, I'm not mature enough." Zhang Wanqing said.

"When did I become a hero?" Li Wei said.

"It has always been like this. You are a chivalrous man who likes to fight for justice and stand up for the weak. Moreover, you never care about personal gains and losses, and you do things based on your hobbies. You are the kind of chic hero who travels around the world, enjoys freedom, and is not bound by anyone." Zhang Wanqing joked.

Fu Siyuan couldn't help laughing, and Li Wei touched his head and laughed too. It was the first time for the three of them to laugh so happily, as if they had forgotten all the setbacks they had experienced before.

"Come on, Iron Triangle!" Li Wei raised his hand again, wanting to high-five them.

Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing raised their hands at the same time, and their palms touched together.

"Yes, we are the iron triangle!" Zhang Wanqing said with a smile.