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

Chapter 278 The Invitation from the Phoenix Cry Club

"This phone call today was at the behest of our senior management. Our Fengming Club wants to recruit Mr. Han Che."

"As long as Mr. Han is willing to come, Fengming Club is willing to directly provide him with a formal thug position, or even a position in the top strategy team."

"He can name his terms. Top-of-the-line equipment, a fixed monthly base salary, and a share of the profits are all things your small workshop can't afford."

"Boss Xiaobai, name your price. Transfer Han Che's contract to us, and Fengming Club is also willing to invest in your company and resolve your recent public opinion storm."

"After all, as long as our Phoenix Cry Club endorses these things, none of them will be a problem."

The other party paused for a moment, then changed to a more earnest tone, "Boss Xiaobai, such an excellent player as Mr. Han Che shouldn't be buried here."

"I'm not saying you're bad, but that's the objective fact. Give Mr. Han a bigger stage, and he can play a greater role."

"It even brings glory to our Dragon Kingdom. I'm sure Boss Xiaobai can understand that, right?"

These words, naturally, also reached Han Che's ears through speakerphone. The other party had used every tactic at his disposal, both soft and hard, big and small.

Xiaobai looked at Han Che again, her gaze somewhat complicated. Her biggest worry was that she might ruin Han Che's future.

Despite so many collaborations, the other party's strength remains as mysterious as the fog, which is enough to show that Han Che's strength is far beyond what his club can handle.

However, Han Che met Xiao Bai's gaze and shook his head decisively.

Xiao Bai frowned, as if to say, "Are you sure?"

Han Che pursed his lips, leaned back in his office chair, and stopped looking this way.

In that instant, her previously anxious heart suddenly settled back down, and an indescribable feeling of gratitude and warmth rose in her heart.

Xiao Bai sighed softly, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly as he replied, "Boss Zhao, I think you may have misunderstood something. Han Che is our family's henchman, and the contract is with me. No matter what conditions you offer, I will not let him leave."

After saying that, without waiting for Boss Zhao on the other end of the phone to react, Xiao Bai slammed the phone down.

"Why do you say that? Why don't you just say I don't want to go? That would save a lot of trouble," Han Che asked.

Xiao Bai didn't answer Han Che's question, but instead asked, "Aren't you really going to consider it? Fengming Club is a truly top-tier club, and the conditions here are many times better than mine."

"I'm saying this to give you a way out, so you don't act impulsively now. If I make things too definitive, you might regret it later and won't be able to go even if you want to."

"If all else fails, just ask them to pay me more money." Xiaobai's voice still sounded calm, but the volume seemed to be getting softer and softer.

"Are you short of money?" Han Che straightened up from his chair, turned to look at Xiao Bai, and blurted out this question, leaving Xiao Bai speechless.

"Don't think about it, I'm right here."

Han Che's casual remark put Xiao Bai at ease once again.

"I've given you so many chances already, and if you still don't leave, then it's not my problem," Xiaobai thought to herself.

After confirming that Han Che wouldn't leave, Xiao Bai broke into a big smile.

Looking at the silver-haired girl's cheerful smile, Han Che felt a little hot, and his heart seemed to feel strange.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Han Che wondered to himself, "Could it be that my killing intent perception has turned on? It doesn't seem like it..."

He stood up from his chair. "Well, I'm going back now to find my friend."

"Okay, then be careful on your journey." Xiaobai smoothed a stray hair from her eyebrow and smiled as she said goodbye.

Han Che nodded and waved, saying nothing more, and left the club directly.

He first returned to his residence in the city center, where he tidied up a bit.

He went to the supermarket to buy food as usual, and when the streets outside were completely quiet at around 2 a.m., Han Che came to the river alone and teleported back to Tide Prison.

He was wearing a large black combat overcoat and strode across the corridor.

When the prison guards on patrol along the way saw him, they all straightened their backs and bowed respectfully.

Han Che simply nodded slightly and walked straight back to his warden's office. Shi Ding had already received the news through the prison guards and rushed to the office to wait for him.

"You're back, Warden," Shi Ding said respectfully.

"Yes, I'm back, Shi Ding. How's the situation? Nothing went wrong, right?" Han Che entered the office and sat down behind his desk.

"The opening of Tidal Prison is proceeding normally. Two players encountered our prison guards and were killed on the spot. The rest of the players active on the outskirts are all fine."

Han Che nodded and listened to Shi Ding's account of the situation over the past few days. Not long after, footsteps could be heard outside the office.

Immediately afterwards, the office door was pushed open from the outside with a bang.

Raven, carrying a QBZ rifle, rushed in as soon as it caught a whiff of the smell.

"Your Excellency the Warden! Oh, my dear Warden! You're finally back!" Raven hopped excitedly twice at the office doorway.

Although Han Che had indeed planned in his heart to find an opportunity to bring Raven into the player world and make him a powerful henchman.

But seeing the raven's sycophantic manner, as if it wanted to wag its tail to the sky, he deliberately put on a serious face, coughed lightly, and adopted the demeanor of a warden.

"Yeah, I'm back. I had some business to take care of in the player world, so I'm back to rest for a few days." Han Che picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and answered with a serious yet extremely nonchalant expression.

Seeing that Han Che didn't respond, the raven wasn't discouraged. Instead, it stared with its big eyes and trotted forward a few steps.

He gripped the edge of the desk with both hands, staring at Han Che with anticipation and pride, and said, "Sir, while you were away, I practiced shooting at the range every day. I've improved a lot! You can ask Shi Ding if you don't believe me!"

"Hmm." Han Che pretended not to understand the implication in his words, and just nodded perfunctorily with his eyes closed. "Practicing shooting is a good thing. It can improve the overall defense level of our prison. Good, keep it up."

After saying that, Han Che turned his head to the other side and continued the conversation about the consumption of supplies in the prison with Shi Ding, the captain of the personal guards who was standing aside organizing documents.

He completely ignored the raven standing in front of the desk.

Raven stood there, somewhat awkwardly stretching his hand out in mid-air, trying to regain Han Che's attention with an exaggerated gesture.

"Uh, Your Excellency the Warden? Did you hear me? Warden?" Raven muttered softly beside him, but all he got in return was Han Che and Shi Ding talking as if no one else was around.

PS:

I just got back from a business trip today, and I'm resuming my regular updates.