Golden Fishing Village

On the sea, Yan Qingcheng's face was as dark as water.

Director Cao paced anxiously, staring at his phone.

He had no hope for the strange young man Ao Muyang, thinking that he was just trying to show off his strength, so he put his hope in the ace diver he contacted.

But the other party's car was stuck in the city. Because there were so many people carrying many tools, they just drove a minibus. This was good. It would have been difficult for the car to drive due to poor traffic conditions, let alone a large bus. A space minibus?

Others were also anxious. An assistant brought Yan Qingcheng a cup of coffee. Yan Qingcheng shook his head and his expression became even darker.

The surrounding employees, whether they were senior executives or divers, were all frightened and trembling. Everyone tried their best to suppress the sound of gasping, for fear of provoking Wu Zetian's displeasure.

In the quiet atmosphere, a blue business yacht came through the waves.

The yacht ran straight towards the blue boatman's speedboat. When he heard the roar of the engine, Yan Qingcheng looked up and his face looked as ugly as ever.

Director Cao took a look and his expression didn't look good. He said, "Mr. Yan, this is the ship belonging to the CEO of Titan Shipbuilding Industry. He should be on the ship. You go to the cabin."

Yan Qingcheng said coldly: "Why should I go to the cabin when Nong Xingbiao is here? Let him come, you idiot!"

The luxury business yacht slowed down and approached. A middle-aged man with a rough appearance stood on the bow deck and smiled. He held a glass of champagne in his hand and looked high-spirited with a smile on his face.

The two ships were almost touching each other, and the middle-aged man laughed: "Hahaha, Qingcheng, we are really destined, are we meeting each other again?"

Yan Qingcheng smiled charmingly, glanced at the middle-aged man with his big watery eyes, and said: "Hey, Mr. Farmer, what kind of wind brought you here? It's really strange that it blew you into our blue boatman's port. "

The middle-aged man said: "The wind didn't bring me here, someone called me here. Qingcheng, I heard that you are in trouble here? I'll come over to see if I can help."

Yan Qingcheng said: "I can't tell you what the trouble is. There are just a few things that have fallen into the water. Do you want to help? That's good, please jump down and help me look for it."

These words made the middle-aged man choke. He laughed twice and said: "Haha, you're welcome. So, Qingcheng, I have reserved a seat at HK Getan. As long as you agree to go to the dinner with me, then I’ll help you fish it out. No matter what you drop, I’ll fish it out for you, okay?”

Yan Qingcheng smiled sideways, his face glowing: "Go ahead and dream."

Being rejected so simply and neatly, the middle-aged man was a little angry and sneered: "Okay, you can find it yourself, I will watch it here. Well, I haven't watched the excitement for a long time, especially the lively performance by a beautiful woman like you." , that’s even rarer.”

Yan Qingcheng was about to retort when a young man staring at the computer suddenly shouted: "Mr. Yan, Mr. Cao, Mr. Sun, come and see, there is a signal, the laser transmitter has sent back a signal!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingcheng was not in the mood to argue with the middle-aged man.

She turned around quickly and asked, "Is the signal okay?"

The young man said happily: "No problem, absolutely no problem. Ah, the second signal has appeared, great. Where is the salvage team's ship? Hurry up and put the electromagnetic connection pipe head!"

The middle-aged people on the business yacht were still waiting to watch the excitement, but they saw Yan Qingcheng and others with happy faces.

He coughed and said: "Stop acting, Mr. Yan, what you threw into the sea are probably the batch of composite silica nanosheets obtained by Northern Foreign Trade from Fukushima Prefecture in Japan. These things can easily react with water. …”

He talked a lot, but Yan Qingcheng didn't even look at him, which made him very angry.

A small and medium-sized salvage ship came over. After the specific location was determined, a diver jumped into the water with a pipe.

About five or six minutes later, someone floated up from the sea. Yan Qingcheng saw the fully transparent diving helmet and cheered: "Ao Muyang, he's up, pull him up quickly."

With the help of two employees, Ao Muyang boarded the speedboat and took off the heavy diving suit. He smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, fortunately you have fulfilled your mission."

Yan Qingcheng reached out and held his arm and said: "Mr. Ao, thank you so much!"

After the positioning was completed, all that was left was the salvage work. This did not require Ao Muyang to do it, his work was completed.

Nong Xingbiao on the business yacht spat, waved his hand angrily: "Let's go."

Ao Muyang looked at the ship and asked, "Isn't this the diver invited by Mr. Cao?"

It's a bit inappropriate to say that he stole someone else's business.

Director Cao said enthusiastically: "No, those people are still blocking the city. Don't pay attention to the people on this boat. How about it, Mr. Ao, are you tired? I'll arrange for you to take a rest."

Just when Ao Muyang was about to speak, Yan Qingcheng said: "Mr. Ao, you go and rest first. You don't have to worry about the fishing boat. It must be the most cost-effective fishing boat. In addition, I will host a banquet at the hotel at noon. You must attend."

The other party was so enthusiastic that he couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

Still getting into the Maybach, the driver took him to the nearest five-star hotel and directly arranged a presidential suite for him.

Ao Muyang smiled bitterly and said, "You don't need the presidential suite, do you?"

The accompanying Director Cao said: "We must have the presidential suite. You have helped us a lot this time. Besides, this suite is a long-term private room of our group. You can go and live in it."

Originally, he planned to buy a fishing boat in the morning and return in the afternoon, but now it seems that he will not leave so easily.

At noon, a stretched Lincoln drove to the hotel entrance. Yan Qingcheng came to pick him up in person and took him to a hotel.

After they got on the road, the car drove towards the city. After a while, the driver said, "Mr. Yan, there is a car following us."

Ao Muyang's heart moved, and he subconsciously thought of the Accord mentioned by the taxi driver when he came, so he wanted to look back.

As a result, Yan Qingcheng sneered and said, "Don't worry, it must be Nong Xingbiao."

As she said, she turned her head and explained to Ao Muyang, "This Mr. Nong is the son of Nong An, the founder of the famous Giant God Ship Industry. He is a very boring person. He may provoke us later. I hope Mr. Ao will forgive him."

Ao Muyang nodded to show that he understood and did not ask too much.

The Lincoln drove into the city and headed towards the CBD, and then stopped at the door of a restaurant he was quite familiar with: HK Ge Tan.

Yan Qingcheng didn't know the relationship between him and the restaurant. After getting off the car, he took the initiative to introduce: "This restaurant is from Hong Kong, specializing in Hong Kong-style cuisine and French cuisine. I took the initiative to invite you to dinner here. I don't know what Mr. Ao means?"

Ao Muyang is not picky about food. He said: "I haven't eaten French food for a long time. Thank you very much for Mr. Yan's arrangement."

HK Ge Tan has no private rooms. There are more than ten tables in the spacious hall. When the waiter saw Yan Qingcheng coming, he immediately took them to a table near the south window. This is a prime location. The large French window next to it is the ocean.

Not long after the two sat down, Nong Xingbiao and his men walked in.