The next day, as soon as Chi Yue stepped into the company building, Lin Yibin approached her.
Chi Yue's hand reached into her bag and gripped her cellphone, watching Lin Yibin expressionlessly.
"You got away yesterday, but you won't be so lucky today. Are you getting in the car yourself, or shall I have them 'invite' you in?"
Chi Yue glanced at the several burly men behind him, "Is Mr. Lin dissatisfied with the secret I gave you yesterday?"
"Cut the crap! Are you getting in or not?"
Chi Yue took out her mobile phone from her bag, "My friend wants to have a few words with you."
Lin Yibin did not take the phone, his anger intensifying, "Chi Yue, if you play any more tricks, don't blame me for being rude."
Chi Yue sighed and spoke into her phone, "Maybe you should give him a call yourself? He seems to not take my words seriously."
Lin Yibin's patience had run thin, and he made a move to grab Chi Yue. Just as his hand was about to touch her, the phone started to ring.
