At night, in the Hilton Hotel lobby.
After booking a room, Qi Yun lit a cigarette, took out his phone, and dialed President Bi's number.
"Hello, Brother Qi, what's up?" On the other end, President Bi's voice sounded a bit tired.
Qi Yun replied with a laugh, "Hehe, did President Bi come to Hong Kong too? I just saw your female assistant in the hotel lobby."
"What?" President Bi's voice suddenly rose, confirming again, "You saw Jiang Yue!?"
"Yeah, that's why I called to ask if you're in Hong Kong too. Why do you sound a bit off?" Qi Yun asked.
A heavy breathing sound came from the other end, as if the person was trying hard to control their emotions.
"Something happened, it's hard to explain in a few words. Which hotel are you at?"
"Ah?" Qi Yun feigned surprise and responded, "I'm at the Hilton in Central."
"Alright, I got it." President Bi didn't pursue the topic further and after a pause continued, "Brother, you've done me a big favor."
