Qi Qi frowned, "How much money?"
Xiao Li was stunned: "Huh?"
"Is your boss there? Let him take the call."
Xiao Li immediately handed the phone to another person, who spoke bluntly.
"Hello, I'm Li Xingchen, head of Xingchen Film and Television production. Feel free to make any requests?"
"I'm somewhat familiar with your company's situation. I'm afraid it's not just a network crisis now; it also involves series maintenance of your database and information library. Has the traitor been identified?"
"Already identified."
"Good, you should know that all the projects he's come in contact with need emergency planning next, otherwise your losses won't just be talk."
"Name your price, as long as you can minimize the losses, I can accept it."
...
An hour later, Qi Qi appeared on the 28th floor of a certain office building, riding an electric scooter with her son wrapped snugly.
