Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

As dusk fell, the sun had already set behind the mountains, leaving only a sliver of orange-red light on the treetops of the manor.

Xiao Bai drove along the road towards the manor.

The car stopped almost immediately in front of the gate, and the gate slowly opened.

The two iron doors slid to the sides with a low hum, and the lights on the doors came on, illuminating a figure standing in the doorway.

The evening breeze squeezed into the driver's car window, which had just been opened, and ruffled Xiaobai's silver hair.

Xiaobai rolled down the car window, and the evening breeze squeezed through the newly opened window crack, ruffling her long, silvery-white hair and blowing it everywhere.

She reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear, looking out the car window.

A tall, thin figure jogged out of the guard post at the entrance, his movements swift and efficient.

He was a middle-aged man with slightly graying hair, wearing a dark uniform, and standing very upright.

He ran to the car window, bent down, placed his hand on his chest, and nodded slightly in greeting.

"Miss is back?"

Xiao Bai nodded. "I'm back, Uncle Li. Is my dad back?"

As she spoke, her gaze passed over the guard post and looked towards the second floor. Light was shining through that window.

"The boss is back and should be in his study now."

Xiao Bai nodded again, and the car window slowly rolled up, shutting out the sound of the wind and the rustling of the leaves.

She drove the car into the estate, followed the main road, turned a corner, and arrived at the underground garage.

The garage is large, and the lights are voice-activated; they turn on as soon as a car enters, illuminating several parked vehicles.

Xiao Bai parked his car in his own parking space and glanced at his father's black minivan parked next to him, while the other parking space was empty.

She turned off the engine, sat in the car for a while, tidied her hair which had been blown about by the wind in front of the mirror, and then got out of the car.

She took the elevator to the second floor. The elevator doors opened, revealing a corridor with a dark carpet on the floor. At the end of the corridor was her father's study, where he always worked.

Every part of the renovation looks brand new, since the house was recently renovated because of Xiaobai's "experiment".

Xiao Bai walked over, didn't knock, and pushed the door open.

"What brings you home today? Have you eaten?" The man at the table didn't even turn his head; his voice came from behind his chair, tinged with amusement.

His chair was very high, only revealing the back of his head; his hair was sparse, with a few white strands.

Xiao Bai walked into the study and casually placed his briefcase on a chair next to him.

The study is large, with three walls lined with bookshelves filled with all sorts of books and archives.

The desk was in front of the window, with several sheets of paper spread out on it, and a laptop was lit up with densely packed tables on the screen.

"I came back to see you," Xiaobai said casually, with a hint of coquettishness. "I've already eaten. What are you busy with?"

The man then turned his chair around. He was in his fifties, wearing metal-framed glasses. His features resembled Xiaobai's, especially the shape of his eyes, which were exactly the same.

He had gained a little weight, and the lines of his jaw were not as defined as when he was young, but he looked very energetic. He was wearing dark home clothes and looking at his daughter with a smile on his lips.

"Hehe, what else could I be busy with? Just company stuff." He stretched his shoulders and turned his neck, his bones cracking.

Xiao Bai frowned and scolded, "Don't keep doing that, it's bad for your neck. The bones are cracking, it sounds scary."

Xiao Bai's father chuckled. "Heh, just like your mother. She always says the same thing when she sees me like this, but at least your tone is gentler than hers. I wonder what you'll be like after you get married..."

Upon hearing the word "marriage," Xiaobai was startled and quickly changed the subject, "Where's my mom? I didn't see her car downstairs." Xiaobai walked over and sat down on a chair nearby.

"What else can she do besides attend meetings? Eight hundred meetings a day. She probably won't be coming back today; she's staying at the company dormitory," Xiaobai's father complained.

"You're still criticizing her? Aren't you in the meeting?" Xiaobai rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair. Crossing your legs.

Her parents are both very busy people, and she's used to it. She's lucky if she can see one of them when she goes home; they're rarely both home throughout the year.

Xiao Bai's father smiled but didn't reply.

"So, what brings you back, Boss Xiaobai?" His tone was teasing, deliberately emphasizing the word "Boss Xiaobai." "The danger zones are getting tougher lately, has your club still not gone out of business?"

Xiao Bai sat down at the head of the table, puffed out its chest, and raised its chin slightly, looking defiant. "Hmph! It won't go bankrupt!"

Xiao Bai's father looked at her with a smile. "Oh dear, I'm just worried you're working too hard. If your business goes bankrupt, you can come back and inherit the family business."

"No way! I can do it myself! And things are going really well lately, the team has grown by 10 percent!" Xiaobai deliberately puffed out his chest and put on a proud face.

Xiao Bai's father paused for a moment, then lowered his head and began to count on his fingers. He deliberately counted slowly, chanting along with his fingers, "West five twenty..."

Then he looked up, holding up the two extended fingers in front of his eyes, "Ten percent... that means they hired two more people, right?"

Then he looked up, holding up the two extended fingers in front of his eyes, "Ten percent... that means they hired two more people, right?"

Seeing his father like this, Xiaobai couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha! You're so annoying!" Little White made a gesture in the air. "Alright, alright! I'm not going to argue with you anymore. I'll try to get some information out of you."

"Trade secrets, Mr. Xiaobai, you need to have some self-respect!" Xiaobai's father said sternly, arms crossed.

"Tsk!" Xiaobai pouted. She knew that she could never get anything useful out of her dad. Ever since she started her own club, he had been guarding against her like a thief.

In particular, she suspected that her extreme difficulty in purchasing high-end weapon parts at the trading house might be due to her own father's machinations.

Not to mention any trade secrets, otherwise why would Li Hao be the one to tell her so much information?

"I have the right to know the answer to this question," Xiaobai said seriously, his usual joking demeanor gone. "Regarding the issue of the broadcast system disconnecting, what's the situation with your backend data?"

Xiao Bai's father was taken aback. Xiao Bai really had the right to know the answer to this question, since she was indeed the one who created the underlying system of the premiere broadcast.

He stopped laughing, turned his chair around to face the desk, reopened his laptop, typed a few keys, and brought up an interface.

The screen displayed a dense array of numbers and curves, red, green, and blue.

"The other machines are all working fine." He pointed to a blue curve on the screen. "The three operators from the Katyusha Club are showing a connection interruption. They were in a reconnection state until the Zero Dam was closed, but none of them were able to connect."