If Wang Yan had thought things through a bit more at the time, and handled things in his own name regardless of the decision, maybe nothing would have followed.

But he got all fired up, and during the live stream, he didn't even consider that aspect, agreeing impulsively.

After the stream ended, Zhou Chu reminded Wang Yan, and he instantly felt he had agreed too hastily.

...

On Monday afternoon at three o'clock, Zhang Yang was leisurely sipping tea and enjoying the air conditioning in his shop, when Wang Yan showed up with a bag of fruit bought from a roadside stall, grinning as he approached Zhang Yang.

Over the years, Zhang Yang had long known Wang Yan's character. Whenever he came to Zhang Yang's shop, he would eat whatever was on the table, and if he didn't pocket some snacks as he left, it was considered a courtesy; this was the first time he brought fruit.

"What's up, did the sun rise in the west today?" Zhang Yang glanced at the fruit in Wang Yan's hands and joked with a frown.

Wang Yan put down the fruit, scratched his head, and with a sheepish grin, said, "Hehe, I missed you. I happened to be free today, so I came over to see you!"

"Here to see me? Are you sure? I can tell what color poop you want to take just by the way you sit down. I suggest you just spill whatever you came for!" Zhang Yang smirked and joked.

Seeing Zhang Yang not buying it, Wang Yan scratched his head, "Uh, boss, I've caused some trouble for the company, and I don't know how to handle it! So I came personally to apologize and ask for your advice!"

"Trouble? What did you do? Did you set the warehouse on fire?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask teasingly.

"It wasn't as bad as that. I agreed on behalf of the company in our live stream to a black pit fishing challenge organized by an angler from Hebei!

In three days, they'll come as a group, and I'm afraid if we lose, it'll damage the company's reputation!" Wang Yan candidly explained the situation to Zhang Yang.

"Eight Hundred Pound Brother..."

Zhang Yang muttered this name several times.

In his memory, there was such a person in a past life, but it didn't seem to have escalated to the point of meeting a few hundred kilometers away for a black pit fishing match.

"That guy is just too arrogant, boasting with no limits! I got hot-headed!" Wang Yan admitted with a dejected face.

"Then just go head-to-head, what? No confidence deep down? Weren't you quite assertive when you agreed?" Zhang Yang teased.

"Since they're daring to come, they'll definitely team up with local experts! What if we lose? It'd be bad for our company account's commercial image! I can't shoulder such a big responsibility!"

"Now you understand the seriousness of the consequences? What were you thinking before! Where's it taking place? Meng Village Fishing Ground?"

"Yes! Releasing a ton of fish for six people to book the venue! Live broadcast of the fishing match! The loser pays for booking and treats to a meal!"

Zhang Yang thought for a while and nodded, "Alright, I get it!

Since things have come to this, why not use this chance to boost the impact, turn a bad thing into a good thing!

Here's what you do, get some budget approved by Old Zhao, and then post in our core die-hard fans group about a small-scale offline gathering, get some people to show up! Treat it like a fan meetup and skill exchange, make it fun, don't make it all serious and gloomy!"

Zhang Yang was just Zhang Yang, he immediately saw the essence of the matter, and facing his good buddy Wang Yan's pitiable look, he directly offered the optimal solution!

So it's settled, in three days, the first offline fan gathering will be arranged this way, quite unexpectedly!

Thinking about meeting the renowned Eight Hundred Pound Brother, Zhang Yang was also slightly looking forward to it.