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

Not many business companies came in this morning; most of them probably weren't at work yet. Most of the people coming now are fans.

The earliest the person you make an appointment with will arrive is after 10 a.m., leaving a gap of about an hour.

Han Che couldn't contain his impatience any longer. "The people here haven't arrived yet. I'll go out and check on Qi Yuzhe. Hope he hasn't messed things up?"

"I'll stay here and watch over things. You go ahead." Xiaobai nodded. "But I feel like you don't need to worry about him."

After telling Xiaobai, Han Che got up and walked out of the conference room, then walked around to the corner of the hall and stood by the wall.

While saying he was worried about Qi Yuzhe and afraid he would mess things up, Han Che actually wanted to see Qi Yuzhe make a fool of himself in his busy schedule.

He still remembers how embarrassed he was when he first dealt with fans. He forced himself to smile and take photos for two hours, and his lips almost cramped up.

Moreover, most of the fans who came were male fans who admired his marksmanship, and their overly aggressive ways of striking up conversations and making physical contact made Han Che feel very uncomfortable.

So he wanted to see how Qi Yuzhe would react in this situation, and even took out his phone to snap a few pictures.

But Han Che stood there and watched from afar for a while, and the situation in the hall was completely different from what he had expected.

Qi Yuzhe sat behind the long table in the middle of the hall, leaning slightly forward with a gentle and just-right smile on his face.

There was a line in front of him that stretched all the way to the club's gate, and it was made up entirely of young women.

They held their phones, ready to take photos, and held up notebooks and pens, waiting for autographs. Each of them had an undisguised excitement on their face.

At the front of the line is a well-dressed girl in a dress, holding a phone and whispering to her companion behind her.

Seeing that the people in front had walked away, he quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the long table.

Qi Yuzhe was still watching the fan he had just seen off. When he saw the newcomer, he quickly turned his head and tilted his head slightly to look at the new fan who had come forward.

"Hello sister, I am Qi Yuzhe from Club 78. Thank you for your support."

His pure and cheerful tone, coupled with his gentle and sunny smile, made the girl's eyes light up instantly. "Wow, so handsome! Even more handsome than in the live stream!"

"Thank you for your support, sister." After saying that, Qi Yuzhe turned slightly to the side and gestured to the empty chair next to him. "Can I take a picture with you, sister?"

The girl nodded vigorously, flattered, and sat down next to Qi Yuzhe.

Qi Yuzhe maintained a proper distance, gesturing for the fans to look towards his sister, "Sister, look this way!"

He then slightly turned his head toward the camera, and Qiu Ying, on the other side, took two photos with her Polaroid camera.

After the photo was taken, the girl looked at Qi Yuzhe with a blush on her face and her eyes shining.

The Polaroid photos came out quickly, and Qiu Ying handed them to Qi Yuzhe. Looking at the newly developed photos, he said sincerely, "Sister, you look so beautiful. Your outfit today suits you very well."

After a series of quick moves, the girl's face flushed red, and she covered her mouth, laughing even harder.

Han Che watched in disbelief. "Dude, what did you do before? A model maker? Your skills are amazing!"

When the fans came up, Qi Yuzhe did the same thing for each one, but no two of them said the same thing.

A girl was handing out her phone, asking someone nearby to take a picture. As the girl leaned closer, Qi Yuzhe chuckled softly and said, "Did you get a new manicure, sister? It suits you very well and makes your skin look so fair."

"Let me sign this for you, sister. What should I write? Yeah, anything is fine!"

One beautiful female fan after another appeared, and Qi Yuzhe greeted them one by one, maximizing their emotional value and handling all kinds of situations with ease.

He could always charm the girls with just a few words.

Every fan who left him was smiling, their mouths agape.

Han Che silently put his phone back in his pocket and turned to walk inside.

Mule happened to come out of the office, holding a cup in his hand. He was stunned when he saw the expression on Han Che's face. "Brother Han? What's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"

"It's nothing," Han Che waved his hand, continuing to walk towards the end of the corridor without stopping. "I'm going to the restroom, I feel like throwing up..."

Strolling back to the conference room, Xiaobai had already spread out a stack of cooperation agreements and various brochures on the table, and she was looking down at a document.

When Han Che pushed the door open and entered, she looked up at him and asked, "How's it outside? Is Qi Yuzhe handling it?"

"Great," Han Che sat down next to her, picked up a booklet from the table and flipped through it. "That kid is much more capable than me. He can charm all the girls with just a smile. I think we don't need to worry about him. Let him handle it himself."

Seeing Han Che's indignant expression, Xiao Bai couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "Why are you envious because all of his fans are young ladies?"

"Envious? What a joke!" Han Che curled his lip and sneered. "I'm not interested in women!"

"Oh~ really?" Xiaobai said with a half-smile.

As the sunlight outside grew brighter, people seeking business partnerships and job interviews gradually arrived. Xiao Bai, as the boss, was in charge of the main negotiations, while Han Che helped Xiao Bai with the reception.

78 Club previously had almost no business cooperation. The recent emergence of these investors is simply because 78 Club has become popular recently, and they want to ride on its popularity to their advantage.

The people who came were all professionals negotiating business cooperation, and they had everything from daily necessities and snacks to real estate and cars.

Several partners came in, and most of their requirements were very simple: simply to include the brand name in a few lines during live streams or public events, or to display some materials with the logo in the club venue.

However, most of them are not closely related to their clubs, so they can only be included in the consideration scope for now.

Then another business partner manager came in, briefly explained their purpose, and made their request.

"Our collaboration is very simple. When your club does regular promotional live streams, you just need to read out a short script."

"The script? Let me see?" Xiaobai took the document handed to him, which had a few lines of text printed on it in standard official document format.

The bolded title in the center reads "Proposal for Collaborative Voiceover Content," followed by a text enclosed in quotation marks.

Xiao Bai read two lines aloud, "You got a new rifle? What about the old one? You put the old one in your pocket and recycled it. This new rifle was bought from your pocket..."

Xiao Bai recited his lines in a serious manner, which made Han Che, who was drinking water next to him, choke. Why did these lines sound so familiar?