"Hey, hey, hey, Miss Wen, wait a minute." The manager's face paled when he saw Wen Qianqian suddenly turn south. However, he was experienced and immediately put on a smile and stepped forward to stop Wen Qianqian. "Miss Wen, that's the company's abandoned warehouse. Usually, no one is there, and things are piled up in a mess. You can't go through there."

Wen Qianqian pretended to retract her legs, but thought in her heart: I don't believe you at all. Although this is the suburbs, it is still the suburbs of the imperial capital. Land in the imperial capital is very valuable. You leave such a large piece of land there without building a house and let it go to waste. Are you kidding me?

Seeing that Wen Qianqian didn't seem to have the intention to go over, the manager felt relieved and quickly suggested, "We've almost finished our tour of the front, and Miss Wen must be tired. Why don't we stop here for today?"

Wen Qianqian nodded and calmly said to the manager, "Okay, I'm tired from walking too. I'll go sit in the lounge and wait for you. You guys go arrange a car first."

The manager then breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to make arrangements.

After watching the manager leave, Wen Qianqian took Xiao Zhou to the lounge. There was only one company staff member accompanying them. Wen Qianqian saw the right moment and suddenly shouted deliberately, "Ouch!"

Xiao Zhou and the staff quickly turned around and saw Wen Qianqian leaning against the wall with her hands covering her stomach, looking miserable.

Xiao Zhou quickly came over to help her: "Sister Qianqian, are you okay?"

Wen Qianqian waved her hand: "It's okay, I probably just have an upset stomach. I'll just go to the bathroom."

The staff member was a man. He was a little embarrassed when he saw this situation, but he still came over and asked, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Wen Qianqian quickly shook her head: "No, no, my assistant can accompany me. You guys go to the lounge and wait for me."

Seeing her say this, the staff didn't know what to say and could only let her go secretly, but they were still worried and observing her secretly.

Wen Qianqian kept walking, holding her stomach while pulling Xiao Zhou to a nearby public restroom. Because the restrooms in the factory were all shared, with a lot of people coming in and out, it was not easy to be discovered if they did anything.

She told Xiao Zhou to wait at the door and not to leave until she came out. Xiao Zhou nodded obediently in agreement.

After doing all this, Wen Qianqian quickly went into the bathroom, took out another set of clothes and a wig from her bag, and immediately disguised herself.

Before coming to visit, she thought that since the book described this as a black-hearted company with no bottom line, then it was likely that it was. But it actually agreed to let Wen Qianqian come to visit so easily, which showed that there must be a lot of water in it.

After finishing everything, Wen Qianqian finally took out a mirror, casually painted her eyebrows, then put on fake glasses and a mask, and walked out of the bathroom with confidence.

When she came out of the bathroom, she deliberately passed by Xiao Zhou at the door. However, Xiao Zhou just looked up at her and continued to browse his phone without any suspicion.

Wen Qianqian couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth and smile. When she was in the police station, she often had to work as a plainclothes officer to track some target persons. In order not to be discovered, she worked hard on her own research and came up with a whole set of disguise skills. Now, even if she dressed up casually here, it would not be a problem to deceive the eyes of ordinary people.

She lowered her hat, stuck to the wall to avoid the camera, and hurried south. Although she seemed to glance at the escape route map casually at the time, she had actually memorized all the locations of the factory in her mind.

After turning two more corners, she would reach the strange entrance to the open space. She muttered to herself and quickened her pace.

Soon, she reached the area marked on the map between the factory and the open space. According to the map, there should be at least one passageway between the two. But once she arrived, she felt something was amiss. The wall near the factory was sealed tightly, so how could there be a passageway?

Wen Qianqian frowned and looked at the wall in front of her.

But the more this happened, the more she felt that someone was deliberately trying to cover up something. The more shameful it was, the more it showed how deep the water was.

Thinking of this, she looked at the wall in front of her again with her eyes as fast as lightning. As her eyes swept across, she suddenly found that there was a place on the wall where the ivy seemed to be sparser than other places.

Plants are very smart. If a certain area is often in an open and closed state, they will not like to grow there. So Wen Qianqian did not hesitate and immediately reached out to pull away the creeper covering the wall. Then, with a strong push, there was a "swish" sound, and the area moved in response. After the area was opened, a hole was revealed that was wide enough for two people to pass through.

Wen Qianqian walked in calmly, and the more she walked, the more shocked she felt. The layout here was similar to the one the manager introduced when she came in just now. It was also a dairy cow base, feed base, milking base and packaging base, but each place was four or five times larger than the ones she had seen before.

Then, as she arrived at the gate of the dairy base, she smelled a huge, indescribable stench. Even through the mask, the smell made her feel nauseous. Wen Qianqian couldn't help but frown, then decisively took out her mobile phone and prepared to start filming.

She had actually considered calling the police when Zhang Li mentioned the Weijia milk powder issue to her. After all, if it was truly as the book described, a company devoid of conscience and unscrupulous, they deserved to be arrested. But then she thought carefully: Suing a top-three company without any evidence wouldn't necessarily be easy to investigate, and wouldn't necessarily be accepted.

So she prepared herself to make the trip in person and collect the evidence in person.

The scene was completely different from what I had seen before. The cows here were skinny and their number was several times more than over there, but I didn’t know what they had eaten. They all looked sick and listless, and some of them couldn’t even stand up.

In the north factory area, the cows were housed in one pen, but here, twenty cows were squeezed into one small pen. The scene was filled with cow dung and flies flying around. The smell of the cows and the dung mixed together, making people feel nauseous even from dozens of meters away.

Wen Qianqian picked up her phone and recorded it with mixed feelings.

Walking forward, we arrived at the feed base. The fertile grass in the north factory area, which was said to be directly shipped from Country X, was gone. Instead, it was replaced by weeds harvested from who knows where, piled up in a mess, high and mixed with various mud and sand.

We continued walking to the milk production base. The north factory boasted fully mechanized, aseptic production, but here, dozens of workers gathered together, bare-gloved, wiping their sweaty hands before starting to milk. Some even came straight from the bathroom without washing their hands before continuing. The milk was carelessly thrown to the ground, and the dust and saliva kicked up by the passing workers inevitably landed in the milk.

Wen Qianqian hid in the corner and recorded every scene.

She continued walking forward to keep the evidence. From a distance, she saw several workers sprinkling something white powder into the milk pool. But unlike the work she had encountered before, these workers were wearing masks tightly and gloves on their hands, as if they were afraid of getting even a little bit of white powder on them.

There must be something fishy going on here! Wen Qianqian observed from a distance. When the workers left to move their belongings, she quietly approached with her camera and filmed the bag of powder.

In her hands were a few very ordinary plastic bags. Wen Qianqian was a little confused and wanted to know what was inside. She looked through them carefully and saw a few blurry words on the back: nitrite.

Nitrite? She subconsciously frowned. This kind of thing has strict usage standards. If you are not careful, it can cause shock and poisoning!

The amount of nitrite added to milk powder is very small. How could they pour it in such large quantities? Even adults cannot digest it, but they actually add a large amount of it into baby milk powder. How dare they do that!

Wen Qianqian bit her lower lip tightly, and a nameless anger rushed into her mind.

At this moment, a worker came over here and met the worker who had just moved something. He was stunned for a moment, then slapped his head hard and said: "Hey, look at my memory, I went to the wrong place again."

The workers across the street laughed at him, "You've been transferred to the foreign line in the north for a week. It's much better than our shabby environment. How did you get the wrong one? Why don't we switch with you?"

The worker felt a little embarrassed, smiled and turned back north.

North? Foreign lines?

Wen Qianqian was a bit puzzled, but then she suddenly realized something when she recalled some details. She had the impression that Weijiaer's milk powder was sold not only domestically but also internationally. They did have some high-end, clean, and sterile equipment, but that equipment also required very high quality. The output of the entire process was very low, only one-tenth of that of a normal production line.

Naturally, capitalists are unwilling to give up profits. They want the reputation of being high-end and want mass production, so they chose a very "smart" method. The high-end production line is used for external visits and publicity, and all the products on the production line are sold to foreign markets. They can even use this opportunity to take advantage of the country's tax cuts, and then secretly open a production plant in the south to mass-produce some milk powder without any quality assurance and sell it domestically.

Wen Qianqian couldn't help but sneer. They had figured out this double-standard production model, but the most disdainful thing was that on the one hand, they used toxic additives to harm their own babies, while on the other hand, they sent all the high-quality milk powder abroad. They were so worshipful of foreign things.

After preserving the evidence, Wen Qianqian quickly returned to the North Factory, changed her clothes quickly, and walked out of the bathroom.

For more than ten minutes, no one suspected anything.

When Xiao Zhou saw her come out, he immediately asked with concern: "Sister Qianqian, how are you? Does your stomach still hurt?"

Wen Qianqian smiled gently: "It's okay, let's go back."

On the other side, the manager had already prepared the car. Wen Qianqian and Xiao Zhou walked out together. Just as they were about to get in the car, they heard a few people outside the security room arguing and saying something:

"That shadow in the corner of the surveillance camera looks like a person!"

"You're dazzled, right? How could someone just disappear out of thin air?"

"Is this a ghost..."

Wen Qianqian glanced over, chuckled, and asked, "What happened?"

The manager quickly smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's just that there seemed to be a figure on the surveillance camera just now, and the security guard was making a fuss."

"I'm glad you're okay." Wen Qianqian curled her red lips coldly.

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