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

Chapter 340 Book Signing Event

After Han Che sat down in the spot Qiu Ying had arranged, he looked back at Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai nodded to him, and then Mule opened the conference room door.

The noise from outside the meeting room rushed in the moment the door opened, like a wave of heat hitting us.

After the gate opened, the crowd outside was noticeably quieter than before, but the sight of dozens of eyes focusing on him at the same time still sent chills down Han Che's spine.

Han Che sat in the seat directly opposite the door in the conference room, a fairly standard smile on his face.

"Please let the first friend in," Qiu Ying called out.

Then a fan quickly walked in.

The lines Han Che had repeated countless times in his previous life finally came in handy at this moment.

"Hello boss, I'm Han Che from Club 78."

"Ah!!!" the fan suddenly screamed.

The sound was sharp and high-pitched, echoing twice in the not-so-large conference room. Han Che felt his left eardrum buzzing from the impact.

"Ah Che! It really is you! You're so handsome! Even more handsome than in the video!"

Han Che maintained his smile, but his eye twitched slightly involuntarily. "Truly a little brother?"

"I absolutely loved that scene where you chased after the enemy with low health, it was so cool! And also, and also! It was at the end..."

The young man stepped forward, almost touching Han Che.

"Thank you for your support." Han Che forced a smile as he listened to the fan in front of him expressing his love.

The fan got more and more excited, leaning forward and almost grabbing Han Che's arm.

If it were a female fan, it would be fine, but in this situation, it's hard to say who actually benefits.

The problem is that almost all of Han Che's fans today are men.

Every cell in Han Che's body was resisting this contact, and he could only turn to Xiao Bai for help.

But then he saw Xiaobai's lips curl into a smug smile, and he nodded to signal him to continue, following the agreed-upon procedure.

Han Che frowned and shook his head slightly, looking for help from outside the arena, and looked at Qiu Ying.

Qiu Ying, however, thought Han Che had forgotten his lines. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, making a shutter-pressing gesture, and mouthed silently, "Take a picture, it's time to take a picture!"

Han Che sighed inwardly and turned his gaze back to the slightly flushed, excited face in front of him.

"Um," he interrupted the other person's long-winded explanation, "take out your phone, let's take a picture together."

"Wow!! Really?!" The voice rose another notch, and Han Che felt his eardrums being hit again.

He gritted his teeth and forced a smile in front of the other person's raised phone camera, his facial muscles visibly tense and somewhat unnatural.

Han Che sat in the conference room, watched the person leave, and then quickly raised his hand to rub his ear.

For the next hour or so, almost the same process was repeated.

Almost everyone who came in said "Ahhh" or "Holy crap, it really is him" as their first words.

Then came a barrage of high praise and insightful commentary on the live stream segments.

From one "Hello boss" to the next, Han Che's professional smile almost never faltered, but the muscles around his mouth were already sore and numb.

In this way, all the fans who crowded the stairs from top to bottom of the building were finally seen off.

Among them were many fans who came specifically to see Qi Yuzhe. Hearing that Qi Yuzhe wasn't there, they took photos with Han Che and kept asking when Qi Yuzhe would come back, saying they wanted to come again.

Overall, Han Che's fans are almost entirely male, while Qi Yuzhe, with his youthful and mature style, has significantly more female fans.

Only after seeing off the last group of fans did Han Che finally breathe a sigh of relief and collapse into his chair, exhausted.

Even though everyone was sitting in chairs, Han Che had never felt so tired.

"That's a wrap!" Qiu Ying walked over from behind with a smile, resting her hands on the top of the chair back and peering at Han Che's exhausted face.

"Brother Han, you're amazing! I didn't expect you to be so reliable. It seems you were born to do this."

"I'm not doing this anymore..." Han Che waved his hand weakly. "It's too much of a hassle, more tiring than fighting a war. I'd rather be chased around the Zero Dam three times."

Xiao Bai quietly walked over from the side, squatted down next to Han Che's chair, and handed him a cup.

Hot tea was brewing in a white porcelain cup, the tea leaves swirling slowly at the bottom, and wisps of steam rising from the surface.

Han Che opened one eye and looked at Xiao Bai's face, which was so close to his, then reached out and took a sip.

The warm tea slid down his throat, spreading a warm feeling in his stomach, and he felt that his nerves, which had been tense all day, could finally relax a little.

"Okay, let's stop, let's not do it anymore." Xiaobai's voice was very gentle. "Doing it this once is already giving us enough face."

"I originally wanted you to rest for a few more days. These fans are only enthusiastic for a short time. If we let it drag on for a few days, naturally fewer people will come."

"I didn't expect you to come back just when there were the most people around, and we bumped into each other."

Han Che held the teacup in his hands, listening to Xiao Bai's gentle voice, and his fatigue eased considerably. "Haven't you rested these past few days? Been harassed by these fans?"

"How could that be?" Xiao Bai wanted to deny it, but when she looked up at Qiu Ying, who was deliberately looking away and not making eye contact with her, she knew that Qiu Ying must have already told Han Che everything about her.

Xiao Bai looked away, a smile that was hard to tell whether it was helplessness or amusement on her lips. "I haven't been resting well, but it's not because of these fans."

"Is it something to do with the authorities?" Han Che keenly guessed the reason.

Xiaobai nodded, a strand of hair falling beside her cheek swaying gently with the nod: "Yes. They're coordinating things mentioned in the previous meeting, there are all sorts of procedures to go through, I've run back and forth several times these past two days, it's been a bit of a hassle."

She reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear, then chuckled softly, "It's just running errands, nothing serious."

Qiu Ying chimed in from the side, "Also, Long Teng and Feng Ming have something to discuss with you and Qi Yuzhe."

Han Che shifted his gaze from Xiao Bai to Qiu Ying's face: "Them? What do they want with us?"

"You really think they're here to be our gatekeepers?" Qiu Ying walked to the edge of the conference table and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"The club is a huge organization, they don't have time for that. They're waiting for you to come back, they have important things to discuss, but they won't talk about it if you're not there, they'll just have to wait for you."

Han Che turned his gaze to Xiao Bai, who nodded.

"Then let them in," Han Che put down his cup and sat up straight in his chair. "Ask them what's wrong, and we can get everything sorted out at once."