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

Chapter 343 Rest

The conference room lights remained on until evening as the conversation continued, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened from bright to grayish-blue.

Han Che leaned back in his chair and listened to the footsteps of the last few people in the corridor gradually fade away before slowly exhaling the breath he had been holding in.

Xiao Bai sat beside him, one hand supporting her chin, turning to look at him. "What should we do? What are your plans?"

Han Che crossed his hands behind his head, looked up at the ceiling, and said, "What else can we do but fight?"

"However, Qi Yuzhe won't be back tomorrow. He said he won't be out for another two days. We'll discuss the specific arrangements when he gets back, and then we'll go over the tactics again in person."

Xiao Bai nodded without saying anything more, and the meeting room fell silent for a moment.

Qiu Ying stretched out a big yawn beside her, and when she raised her arms above her head, she let out a long hum.

"Ah—I'm exhausted, it's finally over! These past few days have been incredibly busy, I'm going back to rest for a couple of days, I'll leave this place to you guys."

She stood up, pushed her chair under the table, turned to look at Han Che, pointed at him, and said, "Especially you, Han Che. You went out and slacked off for two days, remember to make it up to me."

Han Che smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, I've been working overtime here these past few days. Just tell me what's on your mind."

Qiu Ying turned her back, waved, and walked out of the conference room.

"It's okay, Brother Han, I'm not tired, I'll help..." Mule chimed in.

She paused as she reached the door, glanced back at the mule still sitting and talking, then took two steps back and grabbed the mule by the scruff of its neck.

The mule was lifted so that its neck was tilted back, and it stumbled off the chair.

"Hey, Mule, can you drive me there?" Qiu Ying said.

"Huh...huh?" The mule twisted its neck and looked back at her. "I haven't finished get off work yet, wait a minute—"

Before he could finish speaking, Qiu Ying had already grabbed his collar and dragged him toward the door.

The mule was dragged backward, its two legs stumbling and wobbling between the chair legs and the table legs.

"Wait a minute! Didn't you drive here yourself? What do you need me to deliver...?"

Bang! The door slammed shut, silencing the mule's croaking.

Xiao Bai looked at the closed door and chuckled softly.

She stretched out her arms and placed them on the table, leaned her upper body forward, and lay on the table in a lazy posture.

Her silver hair spread out on the dark tabletop, gleaming softly under the overhead light.

She rested her chin on her forearm, tilting her head to look at Han Che. "Ah...it's finally over."

Han Che looked at her unusually relaxed demeanor and felt a little guilty. "You've worked hard these past two days. Let's call it a day and you should go home and get some rest."

"I don't have any plans for the next few days; I'll take care of things at the club."

"We'll discuss the next steps together after Qi Yuzhe returns."

Xiao Bai tilted her head, her gaze carrying a hint of scrutiny. "Hehe," she chuckled, "Comrade Xiao Han, I remember I'm the owner of this club, right? Why are you taking responsibility now?"

As she spoke, she straightened up slightly from her prone position and leaned forward, bringing her face much closer to Han Che's.

Han Che was taken aback by the sudden closeness. Xiao Bai was blinking her big eyes right in front of him, and he could see his reflection in her eyes.

"Uh..." He opened his mouth, intending to say something, but then forgot what he was going to say and just stood there with his mouth open for a second.

"Hmph!" Xiaobai looked at his speechless expression and her expression changed from scrutiny to a smug and playful one.

She snorted twice and sat up straight, her chin slightly raised. "Seriously, we'll have fans today and more tomorrow."

"In addition, there are many player operators who want to join us, and people who want to invest in our company. All sorts of things are coming at us at once."

"As the boss, it's probably impossible for me to have any peace and quiet at this critical juncture."

"Can I help?" Han Che asked.

"Sure! Absolutely!" Xiaobai stood up slightly, raising her voice a bit. "You and Qiuying can help me filter out those player operators."

"Our club is severely short of players. We've had a lot of new signings, but we can't recruit too many more."

"Because of the authorities?" Han Che easily came up with this idea.

"You got it right!" Xiaobai praised. "The authorities require that we not expand our personnel too quickly, in order to ensure that our personnel are of elite quality for the upcoming joint training program and not just fill quotas."

"You make the horse run, but you don't let it eat grass?" Han Che complained.

"Hehe, it's actually not bad..."

She paused here, then turned her head and glanced out the window.

It was completely dark outside, and the streetlights were on. The yellowish-white light shone through the gaps in the blinds, casting parallel lines on the conference room floor.

She looked away. "Do you have plans for tonight? Want to have dinner with me?"

"Aren't you going to get some rest?" Han Che looked at her. "Qiu Ying said you haven't slept for days."

"You know perfectly well that Qiuying likes to exaggerate."

"But no matter how much rest you get, you still have to eat first. You can't go to bed hungry."

"Come on, come on," she said, standing up from the chair and picking up her coat from the back of the chair. "It's no fun eating alone."

Han Che watched her standing there, tilting her head and waiting for his reply, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Okay, then you'll have to pay me overtime."

Han Che smiled and "reluctantly" agreed to his boss's request to work overtime.

……

The two left the club and walked for seven or eight minutes down the street.

Xiao Bai led the way to the entrance of a small restaurant with a signboard displaying the restaurant's name; the exterior had no fancy decorations.

Han Che originally thought it was just a casual place to have a meal, but when he entered, he found that the interior decoration was much more elaborate than he had imagined.

The window seat was still empty, so Xiaobai went over and sat down at the table, and Han Che followed and sat down opposite her.

The waiter quickly brought the menu, and Xiaobai handed it to Han Che.

Han Che took the menu, flipped through a couple of pages, and since he never ordered food, he just casually ordered a vegetarian dish and handed it back.

Xiaobai took the order and ordered five or six dishes in a row. Just as the waiter finished writing down the names of the dishes and was about to leave, she stopped him and ordered a few more bottles of wine.

"We can't eat that much," Han Che said. "It's a waste."

"The portions here are small," Xiaobai said, picking up a coaster from the table and twirling it in her hand, "but the taste is pretty good. You'll see once you try it."

Xiaobai spoke with a smile, and you could tell she was in a good mood.

Han Che looked at her and didn't say anything more. He leaned back in his chair and looked around the restaurant.

It wasn't peak dining time, and only a few tables were sparsely occupied, all spaced far apart, with a soothing melody playing in the background.