Not being popular is a problem, but so is suddenly blowing up.
ii was also pondering what to do. ’Suddenly limiting everyone to just one serving definitely won’t work...’
But just letting things run their course was even worse.
The two of them wracked their brains but couldn’t co up with a truly good solution.
It felt like every path was a dead end.
"Or, maybe we finish giving them out today, call it a day, and continue tomorrow?"
"No." Wanxing shot that down. "Our supply is limited. Plus, the tofu shop owner sold us the tofu at a very low price. We already said the event would be for a limited ti..."
It couldn’t go on forever. Otherwise, even if Qiuqiu paid for it out of her own pocket, she wouldn’t be able to sustain it.
An operation this big was just hemorrhaging money.
But to suddenly announce they were closing up shop would give off the impression that they were quitting the mont they got popular.
"That... really wouldn’t be good."
Just then, Jiang Qiuqiu chid in, "Why don’t we just be direct?"
"...Direct?" Wanxing didn’t imdiately grasp Jiang Qiuqiu’s aning.
"I an, let’s just honestly tell everyone what we’re struggling with right now."
Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t see it as that complicated. "This event was clearly organized on the fly. There was no ticulous plan, no corporation backing it. It was bound to run into problems from the start."
"As long as we tell everyone about the problems that have co up, they’ll completely understand."
Having worked in operations for a long ti, Wanxing quickly caught on. "Right! That could work."
"Sister Mingi, let’s do what Qiuqiu suggested!"
"We can, but I think just posting an explanation would be a waste of all this traffic." At this mont, the tofu stall was at the peak of its popularity; using that exposure just for an announcent felt like a waste.
"Then let’s add an announcent for my stream," Jiang Qiuqiu said after a mont’s thought. "Right after you explain the situation, add that I’ll be holding a free live stream about the Tofu Feast today at 12 PM."
"I’ll send you the link for the stream room privately in a bit."
"Another stream at noon?" ii asked worriedly. "You still have the PK battle tonight. Qiuqiu, can you keep up?"
"I can handle it! The noon stream is a must. Otherwise, no matter how good or reasonable our explanation is, people will still be unhappy."
"We can’t let everyone’s excitent go to waste, either."
"Alright, that works."
After ironing out a few more details, the solution was set.
Wanxing left the conference room first to write the copy, while Jiang Qiuqiu stayed behind to chat a little more with ii.
"I didn’t expect it to blow up so fast. Sorry to trouble you so early in the morning, Sister Mingi."
"Don’t say that. We’d love to have this kind of ’trouble’ every day." Having so many fans flocking in every day—now *that’s* what you call being famous.
"Having these new fans is a good thing. You’ve won every round of this PK, but you’re still just hanging on at the bottom of the top ten in the overall rankings. That’s because your fan base is too small."
The people ahead of you accumulate a huge amount of popularity with every PK, like a snowball effect. They get more and more PK votes.
If this keeps up, a huge gulf will form between you and the top three, Qiuqiu.
Every ti this happened, ii wished Qiuqiu would get matched with a stronger opponent, so she could get a boost from their numbers.
"With this new batch of fans, your votes will increase, and your ranking can climb a bit higher."
"Mhm."
"By the way, Sister Mingi, how co I haven’t seen Little President Qian today?"
"Oh, him." ii pursed her lips, her expression different from usual. "He’s been getting called over to headquarters a lot lately. He’s busy."
"Enough about that. I’m going to the operations departnt to get things organized. Qiuqiu, you should go prepare what you need for noon. We still have a battle to fight."
"Okay."
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