Chapter 295

He pretended to joke and said, "Yang Liu, you need to ask clearly, Ye Cheng might not know what a white dolphin looks like; last time he even said his bird's nest sells for 20,000 per jin."

Speaking of this joke, several classmates laughed at once.

20,000 per jin—just thinking about it is ridiculous, yet Ye Cheng still insists it's true; who would believe that?

If Ye Cheng had any money, he wouldn't be dressed like this.

Yang Liu looked at everyone, puzzled; Wu Bin quickly explained the bird's nest story, and now Yang Liu also had some doubts.

She looked at Ye Cheng: "Ye Cheng, a white dolphin is that white or pink dolphin; you shouldn't have mistaken it—it's very precious, there are only a few thousand in the world."

"There are only a few thousand in the world, so Ye Cheng is even less likely to have seen one," Wu Bin said loudly.

Ye Cheng couldn't be bothered to explain; he simply took out his phone and opened the camera,

"Well, white is white; as for whether it's the one you're looking for, I don't know—I'm just a stinky fish seller."

Yang Liu took the phone, half-believing, half-doubting, looked at it, her pupils contracted instantly, and she looked delighted,

"This is it, this is it—Ye Cheng, you're amazing."

Yang Liu, possibly too excited, grabbed Ye Cheng's hand and started questioning him, making Wu Bin envy her to no end.

Hu Xiao Li's eyes shifted; she walked over with a cup of wine and said, "What's up, Class Monitor? Did the meat you were about to eat fly away? Are you upset?"

Wu Bin gave her a glance, took a swig of his drink, and said gloomily, "What's the use? A fisherman thinks he's something special."

Hu Xiao Li smiled slightly: "Class Monitor, if you later say we should have him chip in too, what would he do? Would he not be able to pay?"

Wu Bin's eyes lit up: "Exactly, given Ye Cheng's financial situation, he definitely can't pay."

Looking at Hu Xiao Li, his gaze gained a hint of admiration: "Your nickname 'fox spirit' is spot-on—you're sharp."

"Oh, look what you're saying—'fox spirit' isn't a nice nickname, and people don't like it." Hu Xiao Li pretended to be shy, tapped Wu Bin, then walked back.

Over there, Yang Liu kept asking Ye Cheng where it was for a while; Ye Cheng also couldn't say clearly where, and unlike nowadays with navigation, you can't just send a location and be done.

Yang Liu thought for a while, then said, "Ye Cheng, can you take me out to sea next time?"

Before Ye Cheng could answer, Wu Bin interjected,

"Oh, Yang Liu, you're making things difficult for him—he's just a deckhand; buying a boat costs tens of thousands, so he has no authority to let you come along."

Upon hearing Ye Cheng was a deckhand, Yang Liu felt a bit disappointed, but still said,

"Then Ye Cheng, go talk to your boat owner; if he's willing, we can charter the boat."

Since they said they were deckhands, Ye Cheng also couldn't be bothered to explain and gave a casual reply,

"Sure, I'll go ask."

"Yang Liu, hurry over—everyone's waiting for you to drink." Seeing Yang Liu finish speaking, Wu Bin went over, pulled her back to the group, and a crowd gathered around her to drink, leaving no time to bother Ye Cheng for a moment.

After Yang Liu left, Li Ming crept over and said,

"Brother, I'm leaving first."

"Huh? You're leaving just like that?" Ye Cheng looked at him, baffled, "You got something going on?"

Li Ming patted him, gave a mysterious smile, and said, "All I can say is quit while you're ahead—I'm sneaking out; later if they ask, just say I had to leave first."

Li Ming stood up; nobody noticed him as this guy walked out carelessly.

"Weird." Ye Cheng muttered softly, then kept eating his own food—better to eat than waste.

"Huh, where's Li Ming? How did he leave?" After a while, everyone realized, but they only said that and no one asked further.

Ye Cheng checked the time—it was past eight, time to go; he stood up, picked up a cup of wine, this being his first toast.

"Um, classmates, it's getting late; I need to head back to the village, so I'll leave now—let's meet again if we get the chance."

After saying that, he downed the beer in one gulp, intending to leave.

"Hey, Ye Cheng, wait—have you paid for today?" Ye Cheng was about to leave when Wu Bin suddenly said.

Upon hearing that, the other classmates looked at him in surprise—no, when did we say we needed money?

Wu Bin quickly gave them a few looks; everyone instantly understood—he was trying to embarrass Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng was a bit surprised; he remembered Wu Bin inviting him to eat and saying he'd treat, so how did it turn into splitting the bill?

"Actually it's not much—this table probably costs about 5,000 yuan; chipping in 500 yuan isn't too much, is it?"

Wu Bin glanced sideways at Ye Cheng; 500 yuan is probably about a month's wages for him.

Ye Cheng glanced at the others; they all turned away in unison, nobody wanting to pick up the conversation.

Ye Cheng realized this—Wu Bin was deliberately targeting him; interesting.

Li Ming just bolted so quickly—he must have known Wu Bin's routine all along.

"Huh? Still need money? I didn't bring any—I came straight out after fishing, thinking you were treating." Ye Cheng said exaggeratedly, putting on a mournful face.

"No way—you didn't bring money to eat? Even though I'm better off, I can't afford all this free food."

"Well, I've already eaten it—should I throw it up for you?" Ye Cheng said, reaching his hand toward his throat, pretending to do a live broadcast.

That disgusted the classmates; they looked at Ye Cheng with utter disdain—"Damn, what a disgusting person."

Yang Liu couldn't stand it either; she took out 500 yuan from her bag and placed it on the table,

"Wu Bin, don't make things hard for Ye Cheng—his fishing income might not be that high; I'll help him pay."

Seeing that, Ye Cheng was a bit surprised—this girl's heart hasn't turned bad; probably because she's relatively pure working at the research institute.

Wu Bin's original intention was just to embarrass Ye Cheng a bit; of course he'd prefer Ye Cheng to pay, but now that the goddess has forked over money, he certainly won't take it.

He immediately changed his tune to play the good guy, picked up the money and shoved it into Yang Liu's hands, then softened his tone and said,

"Oh, I was just joking with him—I said I'd pay, so why would you guys pay? Take this money back."

After saying that, Wu Bin turned to Ye Cheng and said,

"Ye Cheng, I was just joking with you—if you have something to do, go ahead; we'll keep eating a bit longer."

"Okay, then thanks, Senior Class Monitor, thanks, Yang Liu—I'm off." Ye Cheng waved his hand, not wanting to argue with that pretentious jerk.

Just as he opened the door to step out, Yang Liu called out, "Ye Cheng, I'll walk with you—I want to tell you more about the white dolphin."