Not being popular is a problem, but so is suddenly blowing up.
Meimei was also pondering what to do. âSuddenly limiting everyone to just one serving definitely wonât work...â
But just letting things run their course was even worse.
The two of them wracked their brains but couldnât come 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 time..."
It couldnât go on forever. Otherwise, even if Qiuqiu paid for it out of her own pocket, she wouldnât 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 moment they got popular.
"That... really wouldnât be good."
Just then, Jiang Qiuqiu chimed in, "Why donât we just be direct?"
"...Direct?" Wanxing didnât immediately grasp Jiang Qiuqiuâs meaning.
"I mean, letâs just honestly tell everyone what weâre struggling with right now."
Jiang Qiuqiu didnât see it as that complicated. "This event was clearly organized on the fly. There was no meticulous 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 come up, theyâll completely understand."
Having worked in operations for a long time, Wanxing quickly caught on. "Right! That could work."
"Sister Mingmei, letâs do what Qiuqiu suggested!"
"We can, but I think just posting an explanation would be a waste of all this traffic." At this moment, the tofu stall was at the peak of its popularity; using that exposure just for an announcement felt like a waste.
"Then letâs add an announcement for my stream," Jiang Qiuqiu said after a momentâs thought. "Right after you explain the situation, add that Iâll be holding a free live stream about the Tofu Feast today at 12 PM."
"Iâll send you the link for the stream room privately in a bit."
"Another stream at noon?" Meimei 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 canât let everyoneâs excitement 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 Meimei.
"I didnât expect it to blow up so fast. Sorry to trouble you so early in the morning, Sister Mingmei."
"Donât say that. Weâd love to have this kind of âtroubleâ every day." Having so many fans flocking in every dayânow *thatâs* what you call being famous.
"Having these new fans is a good thing. Youâve won every round of this PK, but youâre still just hanging on at the bottom of the top ten in the overall rankings. Thatâs 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 time this happened, Meimei 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 Mingmei, how come I havenât seen Little President Qian today?"
"Oh, him." Meimei pursed her lips, her expression different from usual. "Heâs been getting called over to headquarters a lot lately. Heâs busy."
"Enough about that. Iâm going to the operations department to get things organized. Qiuqiu, you should go prepare what you need for noon. We still have a battle to fight."
"Okay."