Chapter 1108

Because the leakage of sound source, if it is really spread in shuiyi studio, it is the crime of divulging trade secrets and causing huge economic losses to Hongxia music. It is enough to send Liu Hailong to prison for a lifetime!

Therefore, Han Xiaolei is now very confident!

He knew that Deng Hongxia would send someone to check his spare mobile phone number and that Deng Hongxia would check his mother-in-law's account.

But so what? I know it's him, but there's still no evidence to catch him!

"I know that you are in a hurry to leave now. You want to contact Liu Hailong immediately and then collude with him. I also know that you are already thinking about going abroad. Leave the Black Sea city immediately and leave this country. You are afraid that the Deng family will retaliate against you. Am I right?"

Lin Feihang kept smiling at Han Xiaolei.

Han Xiaolei's eyes coagulated a little, and there was a storm in his heart. Because Lin Feihang is right!

"Mr. Feihang, you should be a screenwriter." Han Xiaolei smiled. Of course, he couldn't admit that Lin Feihang was right.

"Ha ha." Lin Feihang smiled and then got up. "Then I'll let you die today. Did you just ask me if I have evidence? Now I answer you, I have! The evidence is in your laptop! Dare I have a look?" Lin Feihang said and raised his eyebrows to Han Xiaolei.

Han Xiaolei was silent for a moment, subconsciously glanced at Deng Hongxia, and then said to Lin Fei: "the Qing is self-cleaning. If Mr. Fei hang insists on doubting me, you can check my computer, but what if you don't have the evidence you said?!"

"How to say?" Lin Feihang smiled, put one hand in his pocket, kept smiling and said, "do you really think I'm talking to you about terms? Do you think you have a chance to refuse?"

Lin Feihang likes to bet with people. He can bet on what he can and can't do! But it depends on people! Lin Feihang is not interested in gambling with Han Xiaolei. Does he deserve this role?

He doesn't deserve it!

Han Xiaolei's face changed slightly and glanced at Deng Hongxia. In fact, he knew very well that if he didn't let him check the computer, it would almost be "self explosion". His previous denial was in vain. Deng Hongxia may not let people detain him!

"Suit yourself." Han Xiaolei could only say, but he still looked like a "qingzhe Ziqing" tired "and" injured, too lazy to say more ".

"Then let's go!" Lin Feihang threw his head down to Han Xiaolei. When Lin Fei sailed out, Deng Hongxia naturally followed, and Meng Xiaodie also got up to follow. When they went out, Deng Hongxia also called the bodyguard to follow. Han Xiaolei walked in the front with an expressionless face. He didn't seem to panic at all, because he knew that there was no evidence in his computer - all deleted!

Hongxia music company, fifth floor, North District, trainee Department office area. Ding! The elevator door opened. Han Xiaolei, Deng Hongxia, Lin Feihang and others came out and walked down the corridor to the vocal music teacher's office. One of the two bodyguards followed Han Xiaolei and the other followed Deng Hongxia.

Soon. Lin Feihang, Deng Hongxia, Meng Xiaodie, Han Xiaolei and two bodyguards entered the vocal music teacher's office. This is a large bay with large space and good decoration facilities, but there are not many stations, which is very spacious.

There were only 12 stations in the office. When Lin Feihang and others came in, only five vocal music teachers were in the office. The crowd continued to walk in. There is also a partition inside. Behind the partition is a relatively independent office area, and the furnishings of tables and chairs should be higher grade. This is Han Xiaolei's office! Han Xiaolei is not only a vocal music teacher, but also a deputy director, so he has an independent office area.

No nonsense, it's all here. After Han Xiaolei went directly back to his desk, he picked up a backpack from under the desk and took out his laptop from the backpack.

Turn on the computer, turn it on, enter the password, and then turn the laptop on the table towards Lin Feihang, so that the screen faces Lin Feihang. The whole process was completed at one go without any hesitation.

Han Xiaolei was always expressionless, but he had a clear conscience. Lin Feihang leaned over and slid his hand on the touch pad. Then he pulled the chair opposite the desk nearby and sat down. He flipped at will. There are many folders on the computer desktop, which are information and reports related to music and work. Deng Hongxia walked two steps, came behind Lin Feihang's chair and looked at the screen.

She saw that Lin Feihang opened some folders and used the search function to directly search various audio formats. It seemed that she wanted to directly find the leaked sound source files. But none!

"Did you find it?" Han Xiaolei asked.

"The deletion is quite clean." Lin Feihang said with a smile and glanced at Han Xiaolei.

"Mr. Feihang, no, no, there is no evidence you said in my computer. Please don't be weird!"