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

Qi Yuzhe had just stepped into Han Che's rented room when he heard Han Che tell him that he was going to the 78 Club the next day to hold a fan meeting for him.

He was bending down to change his shoes, one leg raised and dangling in mid-air. After hearing this, he was stunned and stared at Han Che in disbelief.

"What do you mean by 'still holding a fan meeting'?"

Han Che had already entered the living room, taken off his coat and draped it over the back of the sofa. He turned back to look at him with a smile, "What? You don't want the three million anymore? You're unwilling to do such a small thing?"

"Yes, yes." Qi Yuzhe nodded quickly, waving his hands in front of him. "I just didn't expect this to happen... I thought it would just be fighting, but I didn't know we'd have to do business too."

"Hey~ that's normal," Han Che plopped down on the sofa, leaned back against the cushions, and crossed his legs. "We're famous now, so neither of us can escape it! I've been working on it for days, it's very simple."

"Just put on a smile, greet everyone who comes, take a photo, get an autograph, and that's it. Aren't you best at smiling?"

"Good at smiling?" Qi Yuzhe stood in the entryway for a moment, then composed himself, tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a set of white teeth, and stretched his smile to his ears, making it stiff and exaggerated: "The curtain rises, a funeral is turned into a celebration! Is that so?"

Han Che laughed so hard he almost fell over on the sofa, slapping the cushion with one hand: "Hahaha, that's so right! You'll scare all your fans to tears."

Qi Yuzhe rolled his eyes speechlessly and muttered under his breath, "Money is hard to earn and life is tough... and we still have to sell our dignity."

"Damn, what do you know, kid who hasn't even graduated yet?" Han Che laughed and cursed. "Is this considered selling your dignity? We didn't ask you to actually sell yourself. You have a bunch of fans supporting you, and you're acting all high and mighty, huh?"

"I didn't graduate from university, but that doesn't mean I've never earned money!" Qi Yuzhe retorted.

"Anyway, it's pretty much the same as before, it's just providing emotional value..." Qi Yuzhe muttered to himself, as if talking to himself.

"What are you muttering about?"

"He didn't say much, just a little nervous. What kind of people are these fans?" Qi Yuzhe asked.

"They're just ordinary guys, obsessed with my amazing marksmanship. Relax, okay?" Han Che said in a tone of someone who'd been there before.

"Are you going tomorrow? Shall we have a meet-and-greet together?" Qi Yuzhe asked.

"I'll go to the club with you," Han Che said. "But I won't be holding the event yet. Tomorrow is a special event for you. I'll be dealing with the sponsors' issues with Xiaobai. There have been too many sponsors lately, and Xiaobai can't handle it all by himself."

Qi Yuzhe tilted his head to look at him, and curled his lips: "Prioritizing women over friends, ptooey."

"I advise you not to be disrespectful to your sugar daddy." Han Che glanced at him sideways, deliberately dragging out the last syllable with a hint of threat.

"Tch." Qi Yuzhe shrank his neck, not admitting defeat, but he didn't continue his banter.

The next morning, Han Che and Qi Yuzhe arrived at the club early and quickly went upstairs while there were few people around.

Otherwise, fans and developers will block the stairwell completely again, just like they did a few days ago.

Han Che has been blocked several times in the past few days. Every time he goes in or out, it's like fighting a battle and having to squeeze a way out of the crowd.

It's not just their floor; other companies on the floors below are also complaining a lot lately. The corridors are crowded with people every day, making it inconvenient to go up and down the stairs. Some people have already filed complaints with the property management.

However, these were all minor matters, and Akai and Mule had already taken care of them, so Han Che didn't take them too seriously.

"They're here? Qi Yuzhe's back!" Xiaobai had already arrived.

She was standing behind the reception desk tidying up a stack of files when she heard the door open. Looking up, she saw Han Che and Qi Yuzhe walk in one after the other, and a smile appeared on her face. She waved to Qi Yuzhe, "Han Che told you about today's events, right?"

Before coming, Han Che told Xiao Bai that Qi Yuzhe would be coming today and asked her to change the content about fan activities in the club's announcement to Qi Yuzhe's special event.

Xiaobai had already sent out the notification in advance, and many comments had already accumulated under that post.

"Yes, Brother Han told me." Qi Yuzhe nodded.

Today he wore a light gray light jacket over a white crew neck shirt and dark casual pants, looking neat and tidy.

Han Che stood to the side watching him, speechless. This kid was too good at pretending.

I don't know where he got this outfit so early in the morning, it's completely different from how he was slumped in his office chair with his legs spread apart and swinging his feet in prison yesterday.

Xiao Bai looked Qi Yuzhe up and down, then turned to Han Che: "Great! That's awesome! Han Che, you should learn from Qi Yuzhe. Look how sophisticated and stylish he is. That's what it means to be responsible to your fans."

"Great! That's fantastic! Han Che, you should learn from Qi Yu's philosophy. Look how refined he is! That's what it means to be responsible to your fans!"

Looking at Qi Yuzhe's well-behaved and upright appearance, Han Che simultaneously recalled the image of him grinning and shouting "The curtain rises!" The contrast between the two images made him want to laugh, but he held it in front of Xiao Bai.

Is this thing a raven? Han Che thought to himself, but he didn't want to expose him.

However, he did recall what Qi Yuzhe had mentioned before: a person's personality was indeed quite different in the player world and in the Tidal Prison.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and get ready," Qiu Ying said, pushing open the door from the inner room with a steaming cup of tea in her hand.

She nodded to Qi Yuzhe as a greeting, then glanced around the hall. "People will be coming up soon. Is everything set up? Pens for autographs, Polaroid film, water. Don't be scrambling around later."

The group quickly finished the remaining preparations.

Han Che helped arrange several folding tables into a long strip in the inner part of the hallway, covered with a dark tablecloth, and placed a few pens and a box of photographic paper on the left.

Qiu Ying gave the banner on the wall a final check.

Xiao Bai arranged specific times with several business partners on her phone, and then sent the confirmation messages to Han Che's phone.

The lobby was left to Qi Yuqiu and Qiu Ying to greet fans, while Han Che and Xiao Bai went to the conference room to handle business cooperation.

The two had just sat down in the conference room when they heard people coming in from the lobby outside.

At first, there were just a few scattered voices, then came a series of footsteps, followed by greetings and laughter. Even through the walls, you could feel the lively atmosphere over there.

Han Che sat in the conference room, looking down at the stack of materials waiting to be processed on the table. He heard the lively sounds outside, listened intently for a while, and felt a strong urge to get involved.