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After all, the studio had yet to develop on a scale and was just starting out, especially on the web site. Its technology was relatively weak, and if someone attacked it maliciously, it would be very difficult to deal with them.

"Let me take a look." Han Tianning quickly walked to Zhao Xiaolan's side and started reading.

"Most of the photos have been repaired by the technicians, but this situation might continue to occur," Zhao Xiaolan opened a folder. "Those aren't decent photos and videos. I'll keep them here. Take a look."

With that, Zhao Xiaolan left her seat. It was clear that she didn't want to watch Han Tianning make things difficult for her.

Although Han Tianning and Song Haojun were prepared to face this matter, seeing these two undressed people hugging each other on the bed, their hearts still felt as if they were being gouged out.

Shu Lan and Song Haojun's faces were very clear. It was taken by a high power camera with a single reflector. The lighting was adjusted very well, and the angle was very tricky. It was obvious that this was an expert photographer.

Han Tianning turned off the photo and switched on the video.

The video was rather blurry, as if it was secretly taken.

Many times the sounds could not be heard, bringing with them a clamor of noise. One could only see Song Haojun throw Shulan on the bed and then press her down. At this time, a clear sentence was heard, "Teacher Shulan …"

Then the camera shook and froze the moment he pressed down.

Everyone in the studio looked at the expression on Han Tianning's face.

Han Tianning would find out sooner or later if this matter became untenable, so he might as well tell her as soon as possible and everyone could think of a way to deal with it.

Think of a way to deal with these photos and videos before they go viral.

It would have been nice if they were fake, but it wasn't a composite photo or video, as the technicians had determined.

"I already know." After turning off the video, Han Tianning turned his chair and said as he suppressed his raging anger and looked at everyone calmly.

She was really angry with Shulan.

If she had only wanted Song Haojun for the sake of love, she would have unknowingly drugged him and almost caused him to lose his life. She might have even convinced herself to disregard Shulan.

However, to send a video to the internet, this despicable method wasn't to love a person, but to completely destroy Song Haojun.

"In that case, last night, Song Haojun and Shu Lan …" Wei Ning was excited and indignant.

"I was wrong at first. It wasn't an accident." Han Tianning looked at his colleagues in the studio and said solemnly, "This is a conspiracy."

"Ning, it doesn't matter if it's a conspiracy or not, Song Haojun is betraying you!" Wei Ning was very angry, he couldn't stand watching this any longer, he had to get a divorce!

"Xiaolan, can you find out who attacked our website? and the source of these photos and videos. " Ignoring the agitated Wei Ning, Han Tianning turned to Zhao Xiaolan.

"I can't find anything." Zhao Xiaolan shook her head. From three in the morning, they were repairing the data while tracking the source of the attack. However, they did not find any clues.

The enemy's strength was much higher than theirs. There was no way to investigate it.

Not to mention retaliating, even protecting himself was more than enough.

"Sister Huang, is there any entertainment news report on this matter?" Han Tianning asked Huang Qiong.

"No, but I think it will spread very quickly." Huang Qiong said based on her experience.

"Do you have any good opinions?" Han Tianning first asked for the thoughts of the think tank. She looked at He Zhaoming, who had been silent all this time.

He Qigao stubbed out his cigarette and shook his head. "If it was just a malicious attempt to get Lord Hao into trouble, then it would be very troublesome."

Rumors stop with the wise, but it's not a rumor.

Indeed, it was very thorny. Everyone in the studio fell silent.

"Either keep quiet and avoid the limelight, or take the initiative to be honest and hold a press conference." After a long while, Huang Qiong spoke.

"In the middle of all this, we'll contact the media. It's impossible for us to keep our mouths shut. We can only rely on relationships and relationships. If necessary, we can only add a few red packets and exchange them for some benefits so that we can be merciful." Xu Qian added.

"The websites and forums will also divert their attention to each other. We will get the gunners to write some positive news and slowly suppress this matter." Zhao Xiaolan nodded.

"I did a risk analysis and kept silent …" It is rare for Wei Ning to have a serious expression on his face

"I'll take a call." Han Tianning picked up the vibrating phone apologetically and walked to the side.

"Mrs. Song?" An unfamiliar number, an unfamiliar voice.

"I am, may I ask you …"

"Oh, you don't need to know who I am. It's like this, I have something I need to exchange for some money …" The voice was obviously processed by the apparatus, and carried a strange tone.

Han Tianning's face immediately turned ice-cold.

"Then I must be interested in the item in your hand." As Han Tianning spoke, he walked to the table and quickly wrote on the paper — Check the number.

She wanted to drag out the time as soon as possible, but the person on the other side didn't seem to be in a hurry. She said in a weird tone, "You'll definitely be interested, this is a cute photo and video of your real husband. You don't want me to share these with everyone the next moment, such a great figure and expression, tsk …"

"How much do you want?" Han Tianning asked calmly.

"Three million." The person on the other side laughed and added, "US Dollars."

"Give me your account." Han Tianning said as he watched Zhao Xiaolan quickly check the number on the computer.

"No, I want the cash. I won't worry about face-to-face transactions." The person on the other side was still smiling, "Mrs. Song, if I give you the account, won't it be convenient for the police to handle this case? However, I really hate the police. If you bring the police here, I won't be taking the money. In any case, I don't care who you sell your husband's video to. "Oh, that's right. The photos and videos on your website are the most conservative parts that I've ever cut. There are also many exciting places. If you sell them abroad, you can make a huge profit."

"Where shall we meet?" Han Tianning asked.

If it was only a cell phone number, Zhao Xiaolan was helpless. After all, a cell phone number was different from an IP address. The only thing she could find was an unregistered phone card.

"Do you know Qingshu Lane? There's a teahouse inside. If you're not going over there, be careful. Don't provoke a dog for me … And the police. " The person on the other side chuckled, her voice very ear-piercing. "4: 30 PM, just on time. Goodbye, Mrs. Song."

"Wait a minute, I might not be able to prepare that much cash for you right away." Han Tianning hurriedly said.

Even if he wanted to withdraw money from the bank, he had to make an appointment for such a large amount of money.

"That's not my responsibility." After finishing his sentence with a smile, he hung up.

The people from the studio were all quiet, their expressions unusually grave.

After Han Tianning hung up, He Qigao said, "Extortion is coming."

"Three million dollars." Han Tianning nodded his head, a chillingly cold smile on his face.

"Let's just call the police, I don't believe in these people who extort money." Huang Qiong was used to the extortion in the entertainment circle, so she tersely said.

"This won't do. We can continue to earn money, but if those photos were to be released, it would affect Haoyan greatly, and not just 3 million dollars." Xu Qiuyi objected.

"The key point is, if he takes the money, he might threaten us in the future. If this goes on, when will it end?" Huang Qiong frowned as she spoke.

"To be able to delay the release of the photo and buy some time to deal with this matter, three million..." "Not much." Han Tianning gritted his teeth and hardened his heart as he spoke.

However, she didn't even know how much money was on the card.

"The key thing is, where do you get so much money now? and dollars, the bank is almost out of work... " Zhao Xiaolan said gloomily.

"Prepare the cash that can be prepared, and then... Talk to him about conditions. " Han Tianning made his decision.

"Ning Ning, you still want to negotiate terms with someone else?" When Wei Ning heard about the scam and extortion, his legs felt a bit weak. However, his cousin actually wanted to negotiate terms with the extortionist …

Han Tianning held his phone and called Tang Rui.

The alley was too remote, located in a dilapidated street that was about to be demolished in the development zone.

In order to avoid being followed by paparazzi, the studio staff did not waste too much time thinking about it. In reality, Zhao Xiaolan had driven Han Tianning's car and changed targets.

It was 4: 12 in the afternoon when Han Tianning arrived at Hu Tong's entrance.

The sky was overcast, and it was raining heavily this Christmas, which made the hearts of those in the cage feel wet and cold.

The special festivals, together with the cloudy weather, made this street that was about to be demolished seem especially cold and cheerless.

The teahouse was a bit old, and there weren't many people inside. The waiter lazily brought Han Tianning to the agreed room and opened the door, but there was no one inside.

Han Tianning's backpack was very big and seemed to be very heavy, and it was filled with money.

She waited until 4: 30, but no one appeared. After asking the waiter about the situation, Han Tianning called the unfamiliar number.

The phone on the other end of the line was unable to connect.

After waiting in the teahouse for another 20 minutes, Han Tianning finally got up and drove away amidst the increasingly gloomy weather.

Tang Rui, who was closely monitoring the situation, smoked in the car not far away and shook his head.

Han Tianning drove the car through the open streets of the development zone.

Her cell phone rang again. It was another unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" With his headphones plugged in, Han Tianning slowed down and waited for the red light at the intersection.

She belonged to the "rather take a hundred steps around the road than risk a little bit of driving."

"Ning Ning, it's me."

Han Tianning's already dark face was now icy cold to the extreme. It was Shulan.

"Ning, Lord Hao …" Are you all right? " Shu Lan timidly asked, feeling very uneasy, "I'm really sorry. What I want to tell you is, I didn't mean to hurt your family, so please forgive Song Hao Jun … "Live a good life with him …"