Fang Chenyi waved a dismissive hand.
"No need. I'll get them myself. You wouldn't be able to find them."
'He had to be kidding.' The blueprints were in his woven bag right now. He had only said they were on the plane because the roll was bigger than his briefcase, making it impossible to just pull them out here.
If he let Liu Yishou go, the man could take the whole plane apart and still not find a thing.
Liu Yishou was about to say something else, but he fell silent after Fang Chenyi shot him a glare.
Seeing this, Fang Chenyi just smiled, nodded to everyone, and strode out of the private room.
Back at the plane, Fang Chenyi pulled open the cabin door and made a show of leaning inside. He then pulled a set of blueprints from his woven bag—a stack a full thirty centimeters thick, containing several thousand pages.
Fang Chenyi stared at the massive stack of blueprints, stunned. 'I can't believe there are so many.' He had expected a few dozen pages at most, not this enormous pile.
