Fan Tiantiao had no choice but to explain it clearly. "Old Huang, this matter is of grave and far-reaching importance. There aren't many high-ranking leaders we can contact, and it's hard to determine whether they're reliable. Ahem... If word gets out, our grand plan spanning hundreds or thousands of years will be ruined in an instant..."
Huang Yifan deeply agreed. "Yes, we must be cautious. You're absolutely right."
Fan Tiantiao couldn't help rolling his eyes right in front of him, so he laid it all out. "What we mean is... Old Huang, if you don't have a specific plan for this, could you find some high-ranking big shot... to take charge of this matter and point us in the right direction?"
We know you don't have the brains for it. In fact, we never counted on you.
We just don't know who would be more reliable, so we wanted you to recommend someone—or report directly to your superiors! But we never expected you to be so brainless. We hinted at it seven or eight times, and you still didn't get it.
Huang Yifan understood this time. He furrowed his brows and pondered, then suddenly slammed the table. "Are you saying I don't have a brain?"
Fan Tiantiao was dumbfounded! What the hell? Why are you suddenly so clever this time?
You figured it out right after I said it?
Of all things, this was the one sentence you were supposed to misunderstand! "Hmph!"
"Smack!"
Huang Yifan slapped Fan Tiantiao to the ground, then stood up and paced back and forth on him, deep in thought. "From the way you describe it, this matter sounds extremely important. Looks like I'll have to make a trip to headquarters."
"Crack, crack..."
All the bones in Fan Tiantiao's body kept cracking beneath Huang Yifan's