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    Chapter 192: A Master Dog Trainer

    Chapter 192: A Master Dog Trainer

    Chapter 192: A Master Dog Trainer

    Although Cheng Lingqi had agreed to the “Capture Plan,” he originally thought such a complex matter would take a month or a year to prepare. He didn’t expect that only three days later, Ning Fei would drag him to his house to make the call.

    Facing the old-fashioned rotary phone, Cheng Lingqi was on the verge of collapse: “Why so suddenly? It’s too fast!”

    Ning Fei retorted mercilessly: “How much longer do you want to think? At your pace, you’ll be dead before you figure it out.”

    “But I haven’t thought of what to say yet!”

    “Then think now.” Ning Fei raised his hand and glanced at his watch. “You have the time it takes to eat dinner to think. Call after you finish eating.”

    Cheng Lingqi resigned himself to his fate: “This is your plan. Shouldn’t you just write the script for me then!”

    “Are you sure you want to do that? Be a giant baby?” Ning Fei sneered, glancing at him sideways. “If you want to handle it that way, it’s not impossible. But you have to guarantee that once you take this first step, you must completely follow my instructions from then on.”

    Cheng Lingqi scoffed: “Aren’t I already your ‘dog’ that you can order around?”

    “‘Dog to order around’?” Duan Yunhong, who had been silent on the side, couldn’t help but laugh when he heard this sentence. “That’s considered his dog? You overestimate yourself.”

    Cheng Lingqi didn’t react for a moment: “What…”

    “Don’t mind his nonsense.” Ning Fei knocked on the desk to bring Cheng Lingqi’s attention back. “But at your current level, you’re indeed not obedient enough. What I mean by completely obedient is that even if you were in bed buying a Coke at midnight, and I told you to immediately go somewhere, you’d have to pull it out, get dressed, and leave, understand?”

    Cheng Lingqi: “…Can you not be so vulgar!”

    “The words are crude, but the principle is sound.” Ning Fei said, “In short, if I tell you to go west, you can’t go east. I might interfere with everything you do, not just things related to the task. So, are you sure you want to be this giant baby?”

    “You control freak…!” Cheng Lingqi was at his wit’s end, exploding in frustration, “You were acting so normal before, what’s with this change?!”

    “You’re the one who wants to change it. Since you don’t want to be a giant baby, then come up with your own lines.” Ning Fei stood up, walked around the desk, and forcefully tapped Cheng Lingqi’s shoulder with his index finger. “Just calm down here alone, think about what to say and what not to say. I’ll call you for dinner later. After dinner, it’s back to the ‘battlefield.'”

    After speaking, he didn’t wait for Cheng Lingqi to reply and walked straight towards the door.

    Cheng Lingqi couldn’t help but turn his head to look at his back. He saw Ning Fei pass in front of Duan Yunhong, flick his fingers at his tie, and “drag” the tall man up.

    “Drag” wasn’t exactly accurate. Duan Yunhong consciously stood up following the force of the tie. After reaching Ning Fei’s side, Duan Yunhong pulled his tie from his hand and glanced at Cheng Lingqi.

    That glance was stern and cold, making Cheng Lingqi, who was about to have some thoughts pop into his head, tense up, instantly forgetting those messy ideas.

    Click—Bang!

    The study door opened and closed, separating the time-traveler from the two high-dimensional immortals.

    “So sensitive about being my ‘dog,’ Mr. Duan.”

    Ning Fei turned his head to look at the man who had just closed the door, a teasing smile on his face. He tugged at the man’s tie again: “So I can’t even pull on the ‘leash,’ huh?”

    “Is that why you always like to buy me ties?” Duan Yunhong lowered his eyes to look at him. “Secretly fantasizing in your head that I’m your dog?”

    “Not always secretly. I’ll be blatant about it too.” Ning Fei said cheerfully, “And I don’t always want you to be one. Most of the time, I’m just having fun verbally. It’s only interesting when you occasionally agree to play along for real.”

    “You call that occasionally?” Duan Yunhong raised an eyebrow slightly. “You’re practically writing ‘What to play today’ ‘What to play tomorrow’ on the calendar, ordering from a menu here?”

    “Hahahaha… I’ll order the ‘dishes’ first, but it’s up to you to decide what to serve.” Ning Fei chuckled as he leaned forward, slightly raising his chin to touch the man’s lips. “Okay, I know that last bit made you feel embarrassed in front of someone else. I just had a sudden whim. Don’t be so petty, Mr. Duan.”

    Duan Yunhong’s eyes deepened slightly, but he restrained the hand he wanted to raise, and slowly said: “How about this, as long as I become your ‘colleague,’ I’ll write you a month’s worth of ‘Play Calendar,’ how’s that?”

    “…No way.” Ning Fei threw the half of the tie in his hand back onto the man’s chest. “You want me to give in with just that? Keep trying, Director Duan!”

    With that, Ning Fei turned and went downstairs decisively.

    Duan Yunhong pinched the tip of his tie, watched Ning Fei turn and go downstairs, and smiled silently. Then he tucked the tie back into his vest and followed downstairs.

    *

    Cheng Lingqi said “I won’t” and “I can’t think of anything” with his mouth, but in reality, he was quite cowardly. Even while eating, he looked thoughtful, even bringing down paper and pen to jot down a few notes from time to time. During this period, Ning Fei didn’t interfere or check on his thoughts, and didn’t even actively talk to him much during meals. This made Cheng Lingqi even more nervous, thinking that Ning Fei would suddenly say, “Recite the script for me.”

    After enduring until the meal was over, the three of them sat back in the study. Cheng Lingqi finally couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you going to ask me what lines I’ve prepared?”

    “What’s there to ask? Can’t you come up with something for a phone call with your sister?” Ning Fei leaned back, looking relaxed. “Alright, seeing how nervous you are, then briefly describe your draft first.”

    Cheng Lingqi was still very dissatisfied with his attitude, but since he was about to be “executed”, he didn’t dare to be stubborn and uncooperative anymore. So the adjutant turned the paper he had been taking notes on forward, cleared his throat, and said, “I plan to start like this – Sister, how are you doing lately? Are you doing okay alone in Shashi…”

    “Stop, stop, stop!”

    Ning Fei couldn’t help but raise his hand to interrupt after hearing the first two sentences: “You thought for two hours, and you only came up with this? Huh?”

    “You only heard the beginning!” Cheng Lingqi retorted, holding up a stack of papers. “I thought of so much more, but shouldn’t I start with everyday topics first?”

    “‘Everyday’? You call that ‘everyday’?” Ning Fei’s fingertip tapped on the armrest of the chair. “You’re calling your dear sister, and you’re starting with something as formal as writing a letter? You wrote too much in your notes, it’s affecting your thinking. This is spoken conversation, not submitting an article!

    “And to be honest, even if you were writing a letter in your current position as an adjutant general, you couldn’t write like this. So weak and powerless! With such an unmanly style, even if Liu Fan doesn’t suspect you, you won’t be valued.”

    “You didn’t ask a single question before, you didn’t set a tone for me, saying I knew what to say. Now that I’ve finished thinking and writing, and I’m reporting to you, you’re saying my ‘foundation’ is wrong. How am I supposed to change it?!” Cheng Lingqi was truly frustrated at this point. “And we’re just talking about a phone call, why are you attacking me personally? I only read two sentences to you, why are you judging me as weak, powerless, and unmanly?”

    “Look at your behavior since you came here, do you call that manly? Do you have the aura of someone in a position of power?”

    “Isn’t it because you’re threatening me with that broken Qi Destiny thing, demanding that I listen to you?”

    “I told you to listen to me, so why are you being so polite with Cheng Mengxiao? You’re her brother, the eldest brother is like a father, and you’re the one who’s been financially supporting her for years. Don’t you even know how to act like a dad? What kind of man are you?”

    Cheng Lingqi collapsed: “Then tell me what to do! Anyway, if you ask me to come up with another plan, I can’t!”

    “You can’t even do this? – I’ve said this several times, I didn’t expect you to really not be able to do it.” Ning Fei sneered. “You should just question her: ‘Have you had enough fun? When are you coming to Yucheng? Do you know how tense the situation is now?!'”

    Cheng Lingqi was stunned by the “three consecutive questions.”

    He stammered in rebuttal: “But, but what if she says she doesn’t want to listen, that she has things she wants to do…”

    “You’re being stupid again.” Ning Fei’s tone was full of disappointment. “You’re not trying to trick her into coming over this time, but to trick her into finding someone to capture you! First, you question the environment around her, then you extend it to your situation being dangerous, is that so hard? The rest is just a matter of slandering your superiors. You don’t even know how to talk bad about people behind their backs, do you? Unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable?!”

    Cheng Lingqi was completely silent.

    He really hadn’t thought of this approach. He was used to thinking about “how to coax Cheng Mengxiao over”, used to putting himself in a position of speaking cautiously. Every time he communicated with Cheng Mengxiao, he thought about “moving her with emotion and reasoning with logic”, trying to persuade Cheng Mengxiao on logic and standpoints. But as Ning Fei said, Cheng Mengxiao had her own ideals, her own set of right and wrong judgments. Using this method of communication that starts with trying to get close, then talking about the main point, would probably take a big detour again, and the effect might not even be good.

    And Ning Fei’s few sentences really gave Cheng Lingqi a sense of sudden clarity. He stared blankly for a long time, muttering, “You didn’t say so earlier…”

    “How would I know that you can’t even pretend to be a dad.” Ning Fei pointed to the phone. “I don’t think you need to write another draft. Just make the call. Pretend to be a dad however you want, scold her however you want. The more you make her feel unconvinced, the more she realizes that you are in a dangerous situation but have key information, the more likely she will be to resist. Otherwise, getting her to push for her own brother to be captured, her conscience might also feel uneasy.

    “All you have to do is give her a reason, a reason that she can gladly accept on a factual and psychological level. It’s that simple.”

    “So it’s just giving her an excuse to teach me a lesson…” Cheng Lingqi muttered, following Ning Fei’s finger to look at the phone. After taking two deep breaths, he put his hand on the phone receiver: “Then… I’m really calling?”

    “Call.” Ning Fei waved his hand, making a “please” gesture. “It’s okay if your speech is a little incoherent, it doesn’t matter if you stutter. In speech, the focus is on getting the information across, not on subject-verb-object, not on step-by-step progression. Just express what you want to say directly, and that’s it.”

    “…Mm.” Cheng Lingqi stared at the phone’s dial, took another silent breath, and finally picked up the receiver.

    Click—Click—

    The sound of the dial turning came, and Ning Fei felt a sense of pressure and heat coming from his side. He turned his head and saw Duan Yunhong had leaned close, teasing him softly in his ear: “Your dog-training skills are top-notch.”

    Ning Fei chuckled: “Then I’ll train you later too.”

    Duan Yunhong: “…”

    –To actually feel a bit of elation because of such words, tsk, he really has been warped by him.

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    Hehehe, our Fei Fei really knows how to train!

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