Guan Yi, who was opposite the phone, was silent for a while and talked about the purpose of the phone call:

"There are hackers who hack into the studio's computer."

Han Jue pursed his lips, and did not panic, but asked calmly: "What are the main losses?"

"The twelve-hour mix archive of the album "Leaving Home" and four unpublished songs." Guan Yi's voice was a little light, and he felt that he was responsible for such a thing, because he had agreed with Han Jue at the earliest, and Han Jue only cared about the creation, and he was responsible for the subsequent property rights and security of the work. "There were blackmailing five million."

Han Jue didn't ask anything else, just asked: "Which four songs?"

Guan Yi was silent for a moment and said, "Four poems in [x document]."

"Ba, bha, bha..." It suddenly started raining outside the window, knocking on the frosted window bit by bit.

Han Jue sighed, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, feeling a little tired.

[x document] represents [never publish].

So why are there four poems in this document?

"I understand." Han Jue turned off the light and said to Guan Yi in a very tired voice: "Please buy me a plane ticket back to the Demon City. I will arrive at the airport in an hour."

After leaving the toilet and returning to the living room from the corridor, Han Jue looked at everything arranged in the living room of the B&B and the traces of his life with Zhang Yiman here. He remembered the topic he had just talked to Director Wang not long ago - Anwen.
Chapter completed!