Delta: Taming wheat in a dream, I, Said

"No, judging from today's performance, the club clearly has a bright future. How can I shoulder such a heavy responsibility?"

Hao Ren was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly. He thought that the stable job Bai Kang mentioned meant that he would be allowed to become a member of the Conflict Club, but the first thing he said was that he was the Minister of Logistics.

He was filled with anxiety, thinking to himself that he was just a second-rate operator, how could he possibly manage the logistics of a top-tier club?

"Why not?" Bai Kang chuckled. "Fatty, you're underestimating your own abilities. While your skills are indeed lacking, your interpersonal skills are quite good."

"The logistics department happens to require a high level of interpersonal skills."

Bai Kang paused for a moment, a profound expression on his face, and said, "Fatty, remember this: apart from those tough jobs, those seemingly prestigious jobs aren't actually that difficult. Many of them can be done by ordinary people. What you call academic qualifications are actually what limits a person's character."

"Besides, I never said you were guaranteed to be the head of the logistics department. You're just on probation. If I see you're not up to the task, I'll remove you from the position."

The fat man was somewhat tempted, but after hesitating for a long time, he shook his head. "This... no, I still don't think I'm qualified."

"So, you're just going to live your life like this, watching me drift further and further away? Our relationship fading until we truly become strangers?"

Bai Kang's calm voice seemed to explode in Hao Ren's head. He was stunned, his thoughts instantly became chaotic, his lips moved, and the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them no matter what.

To live a mundane life, watching one's best friends drift further and further away until they become strangers?

That short sentence was what truly touched his heart.

"No." He uttered the word instinctively, his voice trembling.

Even if he couldn't keep up with Bai Kang's pace, he still wanted to climb up and get closer to his good brother.

He didn't want to live an ordinary life, he didn't want to be unable to do anything, and he didn't want to become a stranger to Bai Kang!

"Then seize this opportunity I'm giving you."

Seize this opportunity, become the logistics manager of the Conflict Club, and then use it as a stepping stone to continue climbing higher!

"Alright!" The fat man suddenly raised his head, his gaze resolute, his eyes filled with burning fighting spirit! He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to be the head of the logistics department! Kangzi, please make sure you leave this position for me!"

Seeing that the fat man was finally willing to accept the position, Bai Kang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the fat man would never accept his kindness.

"Okay, come with me to sign the contract later." He patted the fat man on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Kangzi, what about my studies?" Hao Ren asked subconsciously. His school was not in Mianyue City, but the Conflict Club was established in Mianyue City.

The two places are thousands of miles apart.

"That is a problem." Bai Kang pondered for a moment, then held up two fingers. "I have two options now."

"You can continue your studies and come work at the club after graduation; or you can give up your studies and come work for me directly."

Hao Ren barely hesitated before saying, "I gave up my studies and came directly to you."

Hao Ren scratched his head and said honestly, "Since you've already made up your mind, then be decisive. If you wait until Feng graduates before coming, it will truly be too late. I wouldn't feel comfortable asking you to come."

He'd come to terms with it. Rather than wasting a few years at that second-rate college, it was better to start working now. He could familiarize himself with the club's operations quickly and avoid holding Bai Kang back.

"Okay, apply to the school in a couple of days." Bai Kang didn't regret that the fat guy was giving up his studies: the job he gave the fat guy was one that even graduates from top colleges couldn't get.

However, what happened next was somewhat unexpected for Bai Kang.

Hao Ren's application to drop out of school was rejected by the academy, but they agreed to let him work at the Conflict Club. According to the academy, this meant that while retaining his student status, Hao Ren was allowed to enter the workforce early, as long as he came to the academy to collect his graduation certificate on graduation day.

When Bai Kang learned about this, he was somewhat surprised, but upon further reflection, he found it reasonable. He thought to himself that Fatty's academy was really clever. This way, on the day Fatty graduated, the academy could promote Fatty as their outstanding graduate, who became a member of the management team of a top club right after graduation.

……

The two returned to Butterfly's side.

Looking at the spirited Hao Ren, Die nudged Bai Kang's shoulder and whispered, "What's wrong with him?"

Bai Kang glanced at the fat man, who was standing tall and full of confidence, and said with a smile, "He probably thinks he's no worse than anyone else here, so he's confident."

Butterfly blinked. "I don't understand."

"Hehe, our Butterfly is a confident and good girl. It's normal that she doesn't understand the feelings of an insecure little boy." Bai Kang affectionately pinched Butterfly's little cheek.

Hao Ren did indeed become arrogant. He originally felt that he was the person with the lowest status among everyone present, so he was so inferior that he did not communicate with anyone.

But things are different now. He is the head of the logistics department of the Conflict Club, and he is a person of status now. If he continues to keep his head down like an ostrich, he will be disgracing the club. So he is full of fighting spirit and high spirits.

After dealing with Hao Ren's matter, the next step is to deal with Die's matter.

"Butterfly, are you really giving up the opportunity to audition for the Demon King Club and choosing to come to my club instead?" Bai Kang asked.

Previously, Die had expressed her desire to join the Conflict Club, and now that the club is on track, Bai Kang has brought it up again.

"Of course, my boyfriend is here. I'll definitely help you in the early stages of your business. Do you think I'd just go to another club and wait for you to develop and reap the benefits? I can't do that," Die Rou said softly, her eyes full of determination.

Bai Kang stared at Die for a long time, feeling the determination in her brown eyes, before finally nodding. "Okay, I'll sign you an S-level contract. By the way, have you ever considered becoming a manager?"

"Yes, I want to be one," Die said earnestly. She wanted to be in management to help Bai Kang run the club well.

Ultimately, Bai Kang handed over the position of general manager to Die, which essentially meant entrusting her with full authority over the club's affairs.

Although Die is still a bit inexperienced, Bai Kang believes she can do everything well.

The banquet continued, and Bai Kang continued to mingle among the distinguished guests. He approached the two most prominent people present.

Weilong and Bee Doctor.

"It is an honor to have two Demon Kings escort you here." He smiled and clinked glasses with Weilong.

"We've been through thick and thin in the warp, so we had to come. Red Wolf and Silverwing were also planning to come, but they're too busy, so I'll celebrate for you on their behalf," said Dragon.

"Hehe, Brother Bai, your opening is really grand. I doubt the Demon King Club could compare back then," said the bee doctor in a simple and honest manner.

"Come on, the Demon King Club was one of the first clubs. Although it didn't have as many people when it opened, all the attendees were big shots. My little shop can't compare."

……

I examine myself three times a day: urging updates, bookshelf management, and generating electricity.