Go back to the past to be the fishing king

Chapter 70 The Opening of Mengcun Fishing Farm

The business of this newly opened pigeon shop is very hot. When the car drove into the yard, even the parking space was almost gone. Fortunately, Lao Zhao reserved a table in advance, went to the front desk and asked about the location, and brought a few people with him after ordering. go upstairs.

When parking the car, Meng Fan slowed down a few steps, got out of the car and took out a bottle of wine in a gray corrugated box without any printing from the trunk.

After entering the door, I naturally sat in the seat of the assistant who served tea and water at the door.

"What is this? Why do you still bring wine?" Lao Zhao glanced at this inner offering wine and asked knowingly.

"Someone gave me a box of wine from my leader, and I just brought a bottle to taste! I rarely drink alcohol, and I don't know much about it!" Meng Fan said in a low-key manner.

"Yesterday you said that you were driving for the leaders at the city hall? I remember that there seems to be no such loose rules at the small car class, right? You can go fishing in broad daylight?
In addition, 003 seems to be Jiang Shunfu's car, right? "After being seated, Lao Zhao started chatting with the words of the special wine.

Meng Fan replied with a smile: "It's the leader's car. I'm different from the drivers in the small car class. I'm usually more free! The leader doesn't care too much!
As long as you keep your phone on, you can go back within an hour!Activities nearby, don't delay! "

"That's great, you can fish with a salary, what a beauty!"

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The atmosphere of the meal was quite good, starting with a bottle of wine, talking about the job of the driver, and soon talking about the fish that was fishing yesterday, and then talking about the fishing this morning.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Fan asked a lot about black pit fishing.

When it came to Zhang Yang's performance, he didn't hide it, and answered many beginners' fishing questions in simple terms. The relationship between several people quickly became closer because of the common hobby of fishing.

The food starts at twelve o'clock, and the meal doesn't end until almost two o'clock.

After drinking a catty of wine, Lao Zhao and Zhang Yang each had half a catty. They happened to be slightly tipsy, but not yet drunk.

After eating and drinking, I went downstairs to pay the bill, but the front desk said it was settled in advance. It turned out that Meng Fan paid the bill while he was in the bathroom.

The statement that the unit can be reimbursed made Zhang Yang, who originally insisted on his own treats, a little uncomfortable.In the end, it still took advantage of the unit and let it go.

After a series of contacts, Zhang Yang also gave Meng Fan a very high evaluation. He speaks very humbly, understands the rules in doing things, cares about other people's feelings, and is very mature in dealing with others.

What surprised Zhang Yang even more was that while this young guy had an almost obsessive obsession with fishing, he also had a very high understanding of fishing.

Many questions asked during the meal seem to have no connection with each other, but after listening to Zhang Yang's answers, I have learned to draw inferences from one instance and see the inner essence through phenomena.

In Old Zhao's original words, this guy is also a wonderful person!
After having this meal together, in the following week, Meng Fan came to the store to play with Zhang Yang almost every now and then.

When I lacked equipment, I came to make up for it. When I went to steal a donkey and encountered a problem, I came back to ask Zhang Yang. I passed by after finishing fishing in the afternoon, so I also came in to say hello and stay for a while.

Although the catch of donkey stealing has not improved significantly, from the questions he asked, Zhang Yang vaguely knew that this guy's understanding of the sport of fishing was improving at a very fast speed.

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On the other hand, he was used to dealing with Zhang Yang, and Lang Junfeng's actions made Meng Fan more and more disgusted.

His classmate Xiao Li called him to play in Lao Lang's shop together again, but Meng Fan resolutely refused, and in turn dragged him to Zhang Yang's shop.

Shopping, drinking tea, and chatting about fishing, I only came here twice, and Xiao Li, who realized the difference between the shop owner and his personality, also turned his back and became a loyal customer of Zhang Yang's shop.

The days passed quickly, and before I knew it, more than ten days had passed.

At this time, another good news spread in the fishing group. The Mengcun fishing ground has been prepared and is ready to officially open on the weekend!
I have been paying attention to the publicity of this news. After confirming the news, I immediately organized the customers in the store to prepare for the opening of the Mengcun fishing ground.

Why are you so excited about the opening of the new fishing ground?

It's very simple, Mengcun is very close to Zhangjiatun, and Zhang Yang, the owner of the Mengcun fishing ground, is very familiar with him in his previous life.

The relationship between the fishing tackle shop and the boss of Heikeng is actually a bit of a deadlock, they are all in the same circle, relying on the support of the other party to support the mess!
Zhang Yang intends to sponsor some products and hold a competition to expand the influence of the black pit, but he doesn't want to invest his money on an unreliable and treacherous pit boss like Diao Changhe.

Zhang Yang was very happy to hear that the fishing ground in his memory had opened.

With a new base, the rules of the fishing ground are transparent, and there is no need to endure all kinds of open and secret struggles in the Youfang fishing ground.

There is no winner if you play tricks behind your back, but when it comes to making gestures on the stage, Zhang Yang is not afraid of anyone.

Soon, it was the day when the Mengcun fishing ground opened.

It was dawn at five o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Yang and the other six or seven people gathered in the store early, and then rushed to the Mengcun fishing ground together.

Today's opening fish market is also quite tempting, with 36 fishing positions, 1000 catties of fish, and a fee of 120.

Half a ton of fish was definitely considered a big deal in Heikeng at that time. There was no price increase for the increase in quantity, and a fishing fee of 120 was also charged if there were too many fish. Many fishermen who liked to play Heikeng signed up when they heard the news of the opening .

Early in the morning, everyone on Zhang Yang's side parked the car and unloaded their equipment, and Lang Junfeng and his friends also came behind.

Lao Lang has never gone fishing in the Youfang Fishing Ground since Zhang Yang arranged for a collective turn-off last time.

Seeing Meng Fan and Xiao Li, whom he used to regard as a fat sheep, mingling with Zhang Yang quietly, his originally happy mood suddenly became uncomfortable.

Zhang Yang met Lao Lang face to face and greeted with a grin.

"Hey, Brother Lang is here too! Long time no see!"

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a few days, Brother Zhang Yang's team has grown again!" Lang Junfeng said with a half smile.

"Hey, let's eat together! You can't compare with Brother Lang! How many people are here today?"

"Six! Fishing is not very good recently, and I haven't played much! I heard that this place opened for a thousand catties, so come and play more!"

"Oh, hehe, that's great! Let's go get ready first, and we'll talk when we have time!"

"Ok!"

After a few pleasantries, the two groups found an open space to prepare. The gate of the fishing ground was open, but there was a small gate pulled up by barbed wire, and they were not allowed to enter for the time being.

Everyone was packing up their equipment when they heard a call from the charging speaker: "Before the fishing starts, everyone is not allowed to enter the fishing spot in advance!"

Hearing the movement, Zhang Yang subconsciously turned his head and took a look.

With a small crew cut, a Chinese character face, camouflage trousers on the lower body, and a hurdle vest on the upper body, the person yelling from the loudspeaker is none other than Meng Xiangqiu, the owner of the Mengcun fishing ground.

(End of this chapter)