Chapter 150 Customized Service

The people on Qin Yuechuan’s side were impressively efficient. In less than two days, two staff members dressed in professional work attire and carrying briefcases arrived, followed by several engineers carrying surveying equipment. The moment they saw Miao Yunyou, they immediately handed over the official liaison letter.

“Hello, Boss Miao. We are the project team responsible for constructing the Xuanwu Mountain open-air performance stadium. We’re here today to coordinate site surveying and confirm the design plan, aiming to start construction as soon as possible.” The lead staff spoke respectfully and efficiently, with no hint of delay.

Miao Yunyou smiled and led the way: “I’ve already decided on the location—it’s right here.”

She had chosen a piece of open, flat land next to the Plum Blossom Pole area. It was level, square, and exuded a subtle martial arts charm.

The engineers immediately pulled out their instruments, methodically measuring the terrain and marking dimensions, while the staff opened their briefcases and laid out preliminary design plans for Miao Yunyou, explaining every detail. Each part balanced practicality with a wuxia-inspired aesthetic.

They planned to build an open-air performance stadium that could accommodate 1,500 people.

The main structure would use light brown steel frames. On one side, the curved seating tiers would rise progressively, each row slightly elevated to ensure clear sightlines to the central stage from any seat, maximizing the atmosphere. Wide wooden evacuation aisles flanked the seating, complemented by antique-style handrails, combining safety with classical beauty.

The central area was a standardized stage, integrated with a full canopy roof. This would shield against wind and rain, block harsh sunlight, yet not obstruct the view—both grand and functional.

“According to this design, combined with our construction schedule, with pre-fabricated materials and multiple teams working in shifts, the project can be completed within 20 days.”

“Great, thanks for your hard work,” Miao Yunyou said.

She calculated that the stadium could be completed in early December, just in time alongside the new teahouse construction and air-conditioning renovation.

Qin Yuechuan had mentioned that the competition wouldn’t start until January, so there was plenty of time.

Speaking of the competition, Miao Yunyou had already selected the participants.

Since the requirement was to win spectacularly, flawlessly, and with no margin for error, the natural choice was the people with the highest martial skill on the mountain.

That made the decision simple.

The three strongest fighters on the mountain currently were Luo Xinglan, Hua Ying, and Shen Yan.

(Luo Xinglan > Hua Ying = Shen Yan)

Then there was Wei Zijun for close combat—he could barely match Hua Ying and Shen Yan.

Qin Yuechuan’s form required five names: one coach, three official players, and one substitute.

Simple enough.

Considering that Hua Ying didn’t like being in the spotlight, the final submitted list was:

Official Players: Luo Xinglan, Shen Yan, Wei Zijun
Substitute Player: Hua Ying

And since the coach had to accompany the team throughout, Miao Yunyou naturally put her own name down.

After receiving the electronic roster, Qin Yuechuan on the other end sounded a little surprised: “Boss Miao, are you sure you want your name as the coach? Did you read the fine print?”

Miao Yunyou: “I’ve read it. Your rules are ridiculously simple. Basically, whoever knocks down the other person first within 10 minutes wins. If no one is knocked down within 10 minutes, it’s a draw. If you ask me, they probably won’t even need the full 10 minutes.”

“The matches our people participate in? We can decide the outcome within 10 seconds!”

As she spoke, Miao Yunyou suddenly thought of something, her tone tinged with excitement: “But wait—if every match ends in 10 seconds, won’t that look a little…awkward? How about this: you go back and pull up an Excel sheet for me. Rank all the countries based on their relationship with ours. For countries we’re friendly with, we give them some face—let the match last a few extra minutes. For countries we’re not so close with, we go straight for the instant win. What do you think? This is part of the customized service we provide. Pretty thoughtful, right?”

Miao Yunyou felt her idea was pure genius! It gave each country respect while also showing off their strength—a win-win!

Qin Yuechuan’s lips twitched repeatedly; his feelings were complicated. “……”

What could he even say? Should he thank her for such a ‘thoughtful’ service?

After several seconds of silence, he finally regained composure, his tone tinged with barely concealed fatigue and a hint of helpless amusement: “…Let’s leave those details for next month. Also, what I mentioned earlier wasn’t the competition rules. What I meant was a note in the regulations stating that, in emergency situations, the coach may also participate as a player.”

Although he had only seen Miao Yunyou in person once, he could tell she wasn’t someone with high combat strength. Having her in that role was, in some ways, a bit of a waste.

Miao Yunyou waved it off casually: “Well, I looked at the rules you sent over. Many parts are limited to players and coaches only. If I don’t accompany them, they might embarrass themselves. Isn’t this what you said—everything must be done perfectly, without a single flaw? Besides, our kids are ridiculously strong. I guarantee they’ll win from start to finish. When will I even get a chance to step in?”

She had this much confidence in her own family!

Qin Yuechuan thought it over—she had a point: “Alright then. Everything’s entrusted to you. During this time, prepare well, and let us know if you need anything.”

“Prepare?”

These people were all masters who could take on ten opponents at once. Luo Xinglan was the absolute peak in combat. For an exchange match like this, it would be effortless. What preparation could possibly be needed?

Miao Yunyou’s face froze for a moment. Her fingers absentmindedly brushed the phone screen as she spent a full ten seconds thinking carefully…about what preparation might be needed.

…And surprisingly, she actually came up with one.

Her eyes suddenly lit up: “Hey, Leader, do you have official team uniforms? I mean, do you provide clothes?”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line.

Qin Yuechuan: “……”

After all that thinking, the only thing you could come up with is a clothing question???

After a long pause, he finally responded, tone tinged with helplessness: “Sorry…we don’t provide them.”

Miao Yunyou didn’t dwell on it at all, her voice confident and commanding: “Alright then. We’ll make sure to prepare the uniforms ourselves!”

Professional matters should be handled by professionals—this uniform task would go to Wen Xiuning and Nian Nian!

Qin Yuechuan: “………………Thank you very much, then.”