"Brother, have you guessed who it is?" Qiu Yingying said in shock.
Fan Shengmei's eyes flashed with hatred, and she quickly grabbed Qiu Yingying and signaled her not to interrupt Qin Hao's thoughts.
Qin Hao did not answer, but directly took out his mobile phone and dialed Ying Qin's number.
"Hey, Ying Qin, find out the IP addresses of the people who were the first to set the rhythm in the live broadcast room on the Mid-Autumn Festival and send them to me."
Ying Qin said without any nonsense: "Okay, right away."
Then hung up the phone.
Then there was a long wait. Fan Shengmei's attention was all focused on Qin Hao's mobile phone. Wang Baichuan sat next to her, guarding her silently.
Qiu Yingying and Guan Juer held hands with each other, hoping to find out the truth as soon as possible and seek justice for Fan Shengmei.
"Hey, boss, the other party's IP address has been encrypted. It took me a little more time to find them. Judging from the IP address, it is likely to be a navy. The other party's real address is: the magical city of Minhang.
..."
Qin Hao praised: "Well done!"
Qin Hao directly turned on the speaker for this call, and Guan Ju'er and the others also heard it.
When she hung up the phone, Fan Shengmei gritted her teeth and was about to walk out the door, with Wang Baichuan following closely behind her.
Qin Hao stopped the two of them directly: "What are you going to do now? Beat each other up to vent your anger? Then let me go to the police station to get you?"
Upon hearing this, Guan Ju'er quickly stepped forward and grabbed Fan Shengmei: "Yes, Sister Fan, don't be impulsive."
Fan Shengmei was furious just now, but after Qin Hao asked her, she gradually calmed down.
"At least let him tell you who was behind it, right?"
Qin Hao shook his head: "The navy has navy rules. They will not disclose the employer easily, and it is very likely that the employer also placed the order through a middleman. If you ask directly, you will not get the result!
"
"Then what should we do?" Fan Shengmei cried, a little collapsed. Losing her job as a host was equivalent to ending her hope of buying a house in Shanghai. The cruelest thing in the world is to have just ignited hope and then see it being poured out with her own eyes.
destroy.
Qin Hao comforted him: "Sister Fan, if you can trust me, leave this matter to me. I will make those who spread rumors pay the price!"
Fan Shengmei looked at Qin Hao in silence, then broke down and cried loudly. Guan Ju'er and Qiu Yingying stepped forward to hug her distressedly, while Wang Baichuan walked up to Qin Hao.
"boss......."
Qin Hao raised his hand to interrupt: "Send Sister Fan back first, and we'll talk about it when you come down."
Just when Wang Baichuan was about to nod, Fan Shengmei suddenly wiped away her tears and said firmly: "No, I can do it myself. Besides, we still have Guan Guan and Yingying to deal with. Thank you for your hard work."
Then, she opened the door and walked out. Guan Ju'er and Qiu Yingying were afraid that something would happen to her, so they quickly followed her.
Qin Hao directly dialed Lao Liu's phone: "Lao Liu, please help me check, the magical city of Minhang... the background of this address, yes, hurry up."
When Lao Liu heard that he had come back to work again, he immediately agreed: "No problem, I will give you a reply in two days at most."
"No, I want the exact news today, no matter how late it is."
"In such a hurry? You need to pay more!"
"money is not a problem."
"OK!"
Just as Wang Baichuan was about to speak, Qin Hao put down the phone and shook his head at him: "Sister Fan is an employee of the company. No matter what the reason or purpose of the other party is, this is just a slap in my face, and it has nothing to do with money."
"Thank you." Wang Baichuan was sincerely grateful. He had met many bosses over the years and had been a boss himself. This was the first time he had seen a boss who protected his employees like Qin Hao. He secretly made up his mind to do a good job.
Waiting until nine o'clock in the evening, there was a rapid knock on the door.
Wang Baichuan opened it and saw a middle-aged man with a somewhat wretched appearance. Before he could ask, the man got in.
Lao Liu carelessly took out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator in the kitchen and took a big sip.
“Sure enough, the soda from the Arctic Ocean tastes good enough!”
As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Baichuan, who had been staring at him, and asked Qin Hao: "Who is this brother? Have you never seen him before?"
Qin Hao said angrily: "Let's get down to business."
"Yes, business is important." Old Liu said, taking out a stack of information from his briefcase and handing it to Qin Hao.
"The IP address you gave me belongs to a navy studio. The boss is Li Hong. He used to be a reporter. Later, he resigned from his work and started working in this field. The scale is ranked among the top in the Magic City. His subordinates
There are sixty or seventy full-time employees, and I don’t know how many part-time employees there are.”
Qin Hao looked through the information and frowned slightly: "Can you make him spit?"
"It's difficult. This business relies on credibility. Unless it touches his actual interests, he will not betray his customers easily." Old Liu shook his head.
Wang Baichuan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard this. The clues that he finally found were just cut off?
Qin Hao nodded: "Okay, if you complete this order, I will transfer the money to you in a moment."
"Great!" Lao Liu gave a thumbs up, then stretched and left.
Wang Baichuan looked at Qin Hao nervously: "Boss, what should we do next?"
Qin Hao continued to flip through Li Hong's information unhurriedly: "Let's make an appointment with him tomorrow to see how things go."
For Fan Shengmei, this is another extremely long night. She is used to introducing products to customers in the live broadcast room at this time and sharing her experience in using beauty products, even if she often stays up until one or two in the morning.
After returning home and getting up to go to work the next day, she felt very fulfilled.
It wasn't until about three o'clock in the morning that Fan Shengmei fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already 12 o'clock at noon. Fortunately, the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day were relatively long holidays, so she didn't have to go to work during the day.
After getting up, Fan Shengmei found that she was the only one left in the room. Qiu Yingying and Guan Ju'er had both gone to work. There was breakfast specially prepared by them on the table. It was already cold, and Fan Shengmei felt extremely warm.
"Hey, Wang Baichuan, it's me, how's the situation?"
After a while, Wang Baichuan's lowered voice came from his side: "We have made an appointment with the boss of Shuijun Studio, and we will tell you the result when we have it."
Not long after Wang Baichuan hung up the phone, Li Hong appeared in the coffee shop.
Li Hong wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looked elegant. He smiled and said to Qin Hao: "I have long heard that a young talent has emerged in Shanghai recently. I am lucky enough to meet him today."
In Li Hong's opinion, Qin Hao is in the self-media business, and the meeting with him must be to discuss business. He cannot be praised enough for such a big customer.
After Qin Hao exchanged a few pleasantries with the other party, he directly threw out the bait.
"Mr. Li, we have a big order recently. Are you interested?"
Li Hong thought it was true, and immediately expressed happily: "Of course I'm interested, Mr. Qiu, I'm not bragging. I will definitely guarantee your satisfaction if you give me the order."