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

Chapter 274 Contact Methods

"My contact information?" Han Che frowned, scratched his head, and looked at Xiao Bai, only to see Xiao Bai turn slightly to the side, as if deliberately not looking in his direction.

Han Che grinned, waved his hand, and refused, "Well, Boss Zhao, you can just add our boss. Our club has rules that the armed thugs can't add the boss's contact information privately. All work has to be done through the official channels. Sorry."

These words stunned both Boss Zhao, who was standing next to him, and Xiao Bai, who was standing on the other side.

Xiao Bai and Boss Zhao had been arguing for a long time, only to be rejected by Han Che with just one sentence.

"Uh... I see. Then I was indeed being presumptuous." Boss Zhao's hand holding the phone froze in mid-air. Being rejected so bluntly on the spot made him look slightly embarrassed.

"Could I have your business card? I see you've handed out quite a few before?"

"Oh, a business card? No problem! Wait a minute, I have one in my pocket." Han Che agreed readily this time, reaching into his inner pocket to pull out a business card and handing it directly to Boss Zhao.

Boss Zhao quickly took it with both hands, holding it in his hands as if it were a precious treasure, and carefully looked at the printed information.

The business card had "78 Club" written in the center, along with a club introduction, Han Che's name, and a contact number.

Mr. Zhao smiled and carefully slipped the business card into the wallet inside his suit jacket.

He straightened his clothes and said with a smile to Han Che and Xiao Bai, "It's been a pleasure working with you! I won't bother you any longer today, I'll head back now, please wait a moment."

"OK!" Han Che grinned and waved. "Take care, Boss Zhao, drive safely. Goodbye, boss!"

After exchanging a few more polite words with Xiaobai, Boss Zhao picked up his empty backpack and strode out of the lounge in the lobby, quickly disappearing completely outside the gates of the Sanren Association.

Xiao Bai quietly watched as Boss Zhao's figure completely left the hall.

Although Han Che handed his business card to Boss Zhao at the last minute, it must be said that Han Che's initial refusal of Boss Zhao's words was, in name, giving her enough face as the boss and at least maintaining the dignity of the club.

Moreover, the moment Xiaobai added Boss Zhao's social media account, she had already seen the public account information he had registered in the system.

Under the cover of looking down, she quickly glanced at her phone screen and, just as she had guessed, the other party was actually a senior headhunter from the Phoenix Cry Club.

Actually, she wasn't too surprised when she saw the words "Phoenix Cry Club".

She had already figured it out clearly in her mind: her 78 Club was just a small place that had just started out, with limited resources and too small a place to keep a master like Han Che.

If Han Che really intends to move up in the future, then a big place like the Phoenix Cry Club would indeed be a very good place to go.

Thinking of this, the small knot in Xiaobai's heart dissipated. She silently moved closer to Han Che, who was stretching, and whispered with a somewhat complicated expression, "Thank you, Han Che."

When Han Che heard Xiao Bai's inexplicable thanks, he just grunted an "Mmm" through his nose without even raising his head.

Xiao Bai crossed her arms and looked at him with a carefree attitude, feeling a little curious. She continued, "But I'm quite puzzled, why didn't you give him your personal contact information the first time Boss Zhao asked for it?"

"And what's with this 'thugs can't attack the boss' rule? When did our club ever have such a rule? How come I, as the boss, didn't know about it?"

Han Che rolled his eyes and said, "Are you stupid? What kind of thug working for a club would randomly add the client's boss's contact information? That would be like running a black market taxi. Besides, what do you mean by 'not giving it the first time'? I'm just following the procedure."

"But you still gave him your business card later, didn't you?" Xiaobai tilted her head in confusion. "What's the difference between that and adding him as a friend directly? He can still find you by looking at the phone number on the business card."

"A business card?" Han Che was clearly taken aback when he heard this. Then he smiled mysteriously, reached into his inner pocket again, pulled out another identical business card, and handed it directly to Xiao Bai's eyes.

Xiao Bai took the card with a puzzled look. She had never really looked closely at what was written on Han Che's business card.

But why did this guy suddenly hand me a business card at this moment?

She held the business card up to her eyes and carefully examined its layout.

The name and position were correct, but when her gaze fell on the long string of contact numbers at the bottom, Xiaobai's eyes widened in surprise.

She looked at it three times, bringing the business card very close to her face; she knew the string of numbers by heart.

"This...this is my phone number?!" Xiaobai couldn't help but exclaim, suddenly raising her head and staring intently at Han Che. "Han Che, why is my number on your business card?!"

"Otherwise what? I'm too lazy to answer so many harassing calls from strangers every day!" Han Che said, shrugging his shoulders as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Upon hearing this explanation, Xiaobai stood frozen in place, completely unsure whether to laugh or cry.

She rubbed her throbbing temples with a hint of helplessness, then, somewhat exasperated, clenched her small fist and lightly punched Han Che's sturdy shoulder as if venting her anger.

"I knew it!" Xiaobai gritted her teeth, exclaiming with a mix of amusement and exasperation. "No wonder I was getting so many strange calls to my phone every day lately. The first thing they asked was, 'Are you Mr. Han Che?' It left me completely confused."

"I was so naive to think that those big bosses came specifically because of the club's reputation, and that they were just asking you to do their jobs backstage!"

"So after all that, the business cards they were holding were actually for you, but all the calls came to me! Are you treating me like a free operator and customer service representative?!"

"Hey, almost the same, exactly the same!" Han Che saw Xiao Bai's frantic state after discovering the truth, but instead of feeling guilty, he chuckled and shamelessly stuffed the business card back into his pocket.