Di Lingling, Di Lingling...
The phone rang, piercingly loud in the quiet darkness of the room.
Bai Jianming had a small social outing last night, drank a bit too much, and didn't even remember how he got home. His head was still fuzzy. He stretched his hand out from under the covers, grabbed the phone, and casually asked, "Hello? Who's this?"
"Jianming, it's your big brother." The familiar voice came through the receiver. "I've run into some trouble and I need to ask about someone. Do you know Yan Fei? He's the guy running a cattle farm in Wan City..."
