The television station was in utter chaos at the moment.
In the meeting room, Tang Zhubiao was sitting at the long table, holding a cigarette that was nearly burnt down to the filter.
"Who leaked this clip? Stand up now."
Tang Zhubiao looked haggard, his eyes a deep shade of dark, clearly showing signs of sleep deprivation.
The others in the meeting room looked almost the same, disheveled, their eyelids seemingly glued shut.
Since the morning before yesterday, Tang Zhubiao had gathered everyone involved in the project here.
The person behind the video leak absolutely had to be found.
From the division of labor, both the photography and post-production teams had access to the videos.
Yet, due to unwritten rules within the station, many teams had hidden "fans" who could copy some clips back home, making it difficult to track how many people had handled it.
