"You stole her phone; now keep an eye on her for me. Don't let her make any calls, and don't let her go back to Zhongjing Media! Do you hear me?" Yin Donglei gave a firm order over the phone to the person in charge of tailing Lin Weiwei.
"Yin Bro, this is too difficult. She has legs of her own; I can't control her movement." The person responsible for tailing Lin Weiwei expressed his difficulty.
"Wu, I don't care how you do it, just get it done for me! Keep her stalled for two hours, and I'll pay you double the fee!" Yin Donglei was relentless, "I'm at Shengguang Letian KTV on Dacheng Road. Meet up with me afterwards!"
"But..." Wu's face was full of worry, his brows knitted in frustration.
At the other end of the line, the "beep beep" of a busy signal had already begun.
Yin Donglei hung up the phone.
Looking at his phone, Wu was fuming, "Damn it to hell!"
