The calmer Yin Baiyan appeared, the angrier Li Beicheng became, smoke practically billowing from his seven orifices.
Staggering to his feet, Li Beicheng grabbed Yin Baiyan by the collar, ready to say something vicious, when the cell phone on the coffee table opportunely rang.
In an instant, everyone's gaze in the living room focused on one spot.
Li Yuntang's pupils contracted slightly as he glared coldly at Li Beicheng, forcing him to step back several paces to hurriedly answer the phone.
"Young Master Li, how's the money coming along?"
"Where's the exchange going to take place?"
"Speaking with Young Master Li is always to the point. I'll give you an address first. Have the person bring the check there within half an hour. Once we confirm that he's alone and his identity checks out, we'll naturally tell him what to do next… Oh right, which woman is it that you want to exchange for?"
The critical moment had finally arrived.
