"Bang!"
Jiang Yi figured out the situation, walked out of the room, and kicked open Fatty's door, giving Fatty—who was reading a set of documents—a fright.
Fatty kept the book he was holding without a trace and laughed bitterly. "Big brother, can't you be gentler? How am I going to sleep in the future if the door becomes faulty?"
Jiang Yi did not pursue to find out what he was reading. He paused for a moment and said, "Qian Wanguan, can you help me to pass a piece of information to my grandfather?"
"Jiang Yunhai?"
Qian Wanguan frowned, nodded his head, and gave a casual reply: "This is easy; when do you want to meet him?"
"It is too late today. Tomorrow then!"
Jiang Yi sat on Fatty's bed without hesitation and formality. He stared at him with a keen sparkling gaze before opening his mouth: "Qian Wanguan, can you do me a favor? If this matter can be done, I, Jiang Yi, will owe you one!"
"En?"
