Chapter 353

Market.

Gao Qiangqi brought people and looked at the nine-section shrimp.

"Gentlemen bosses, you all saw that, right?"

"You came all this way; we definitely can't let you leave empty-handed."

"There's only one dragon fish, but there are plenty of nine-section shrimp."

"It just depends on whether you can eat it all."

Gao Qiangqi, reeking of alcohol and with a flushed face, shouted.

Opposite him.

Seven or eight bosses stood there, each wearing watches and big gold chains—not to mention their bellies, each bigger than the last; at a glance they were clearly wealthy.

They looked at the lively nine-section shrimp, their eyes shining.

"Boss Gao, you have this good stuff—why not bring it out sooner?"

"Exactly."

"We were halfway through our drinks, and you pull this stunt."

"Alright, enough talk—I'll take all these nine-section shrimp."

"Damn, on what basis? Just because you have the biggest belly?"

"Boss Gao, 150 per catty—I'll take them all."

Hearing these people shout, Gao Qiangqi laughed even more brightly, belched, and exhaled alcohol fumes.

So refreshing.

Today at the drinking table, he nearly got cursed to death by this bunch.

He was drinking when A Jin called.

Only then did he learn that Wu An, on this trip back, had actually managed to get nine-section shrimp and large yellow fish!

"A An, good brother!"

"You really saved my brother."

Drinking with these guys who treat alcohol like water, plus being repeatedly forced to down drinks, he had already prepared himself to drink until he passed out under the table today.

Upon finding out, he stopped drinking and directly brought these people to the scene to see the nine-section shrimp.

Gao Qiangqi chuckled and said, "Gentlemen bosses, take it easy—don't let our small shop fool you; we have plenty of goods."

Upon hearing that, someone asked, "What do you mean? Besides the nine-section shrimp, do you have any other good stuff?"

"Old Gao, quit being mysterious."

Gao Qiangqi said, "Old Shi, look how anxious you are."

"I'm saying, we also got some large yellow fish."

"But it's not here; it's still at the dock, not unloaded yet."

"Come with me; we'll make a dark purchase right on the spot—no need to go back and forth."

Shi Zong, called Old Shi, who apparently has a close relationship with Gao Qiangqi, pulled Gao Qiangqi toward the exit: "What are we waiting for? Let's go quickly."

Gao Qiangqi's remarks contained a lot of information.

The large yellow fish just salvaged from the sea are wild and fresh; bringing some back would make this trip worthwhile.

"Hehe, if Boss Jing knew, he'd probably regret it so much his intestines would turn green."

"That's right; Boss Jing was still cursing as he left—if he had just been patient, he wouldn't have returned empty-handed."

"If you ask me, he deserves it—what kind of boss is he, really just a high-paid worker, still working for foreigners."

Gao Qiangqi listened to everyone gossiping about the person who had already left, and smiling, said, "It's my poor hospitality."

"Next time I get a chance, I'll make it up to Boss Jing."

"Come on, the car's here—let's go to the dock."

He greeted them and headed out.

"Boss Gao is still generous."

"That grandson Jing He, when he left, his curses were foul."

"Alright, let's say less."

"Go, go, go—let's head to the dock."

……

Dock.

Wu An watched the approaching group, rudely shoving people aside so that the person in the middle could walk forward with a bu bu step, his brows furrowing: "What kind of people are so overbearing?"

A Jin tiptoed to take a look and said, "It's Boss Jing."

Wu An asked, "Do you know him?"

A Jin sighed: "I guess so—this Boss Jing has a few Japanese restaurants under him, mainly doing business in the provincial capital, and he came this time for the dragon fish."

"In the end, he couldn't beat the bosses from Gang Cheng."

"I heard he had left, but I didn't expect him to come running to the dock."

While speaking.

This group walked over, with Boss Jing in the middle, dressed sharply in a suit and tie, even sporting a pen, quite the show-off.

Judging by his appearance, Wu An took a dislike and asked, "Are you from Japan?"

A Jin shook his head: "No."

"Just like us."

Wu An silently cursed that the signature philtrum beard of Japanese men was nonsense—actually, that beard style isn't exclusive to Japan.

It's not common anymore.

After the people came in, Wu An gave it two looks; actually, the well boss's moustache isn't just under his nose—just the two side whiskers aren't as noticeable as the middle one.

The well boss and the others came up to Wu An and A Jin.

A Jin smiled and greeted the well boss.

The well boss glanced, kicked the basket holding a pile of miscellaneous fish with one foot, and said, "What junk is this? Where are the large yellow fish?"

Wu An looked and instantly became annoyed.

A Qing shouted, "Hey, what are you kicking? Believe it or not, I'll break your leg!"

Look, you've broken this basket.

You have to compensate.

Wu An instantly felt much better.

Still, A Qing is dependable, speaking up for me.

Jing He was taken aback, ignored A Qing, looked at A Jin, and displeased said, "A Jin, this person wants me to compensate—won't you say a couple words?"

A Jin nodded, looked toward A Jin, and said, "This person is a big boss from the provincial capital, runs several Japanese restaurants, does big business."

Upon hearing this, Jing He smiled and nodded.

Then, hearing A Jin's subsequent words, the smile on his face froze.

"A Qing, rest assured, such a big boss will definitely compensate for kicking your basket." After saying that, A Jin turned his head to look at Jing He, smiling and asked, "Well Boss, right?"

A Qing snorted twice: "If he doesn't compensate, he won't be leaving."

"..." Jing He was choked half to death, and after a moment asked, "Where are the large yellow fish? I just came to the dock and heard everyone talking about the large yellow fish."

"Quick, take it out so I can have a look."

A Jin felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Well Boss, my boss hasn't arrived yet; I need to wait for him..."

Jing He gave a cold chuckle twice and said, "So you mean you won't let me see it?"

If your boss knew I asked you to show me the large yellow fish but you refused me, would he teach you a lesson?

You're just a worker...

A Jin's face was awful, and quite a few people around were watching.

Wu An stepped forward and said: "Now the large yellow fish is on my boat; asking A Jin is useless, you should ask me."

You are?

Fishing boat owner

Then take out the large yellow fish.

Not taking it out.

... You...

Don't threaten me; I won't fall for that. Wu An waved his hand like shooing a fly and said, "Move aside, don't block my unloading."

Jing He's face was full of anger; he hadn't expected that at this dock he would repeatedly suffer humiliation, a stinking fisherman being so arrogant, cursing in his heart, he said aloud: "Xi Lao, hear me out first."

You sold these goods to Gao Qiangqi, right? He's offering a purchase price, which is far lower than the retail price.

I want to buy from you.

Let's cut out the middleman; you can make more money.

Having said that, he lifted his chin, looking at Wu An with a smug expression, as if waiting for Wu An to say something nice.

Wu An spat on the ground: "You really are a big smart aleck."