Ignoring Lin Ziyan, Chen Hai strode towards the innermost part of the beach.

The mud on the tidal flats was very fine and bubbly, as if it had been pierced with holes.

The group followed, their shock still lingering in their hearts.

"Professor Shen, those are shellfish over there, don't step on them!" the chubby girl shouted.

Lin Ziyan smiled and shook her head, continuing to watch the sea crabs.

The chubby girl didn't need any reminders; the experts were definitely more nervous than they were.

Shellfish require the least investment, and if they can be widely promoted, then all the mudflats near fishing villages can be utilized.

…

At this moment, Beijing Airport,

The only flight returning from Germany has just landed at the airport.

Jason sat in first class and glanced at the representative of Maiwei Group sitting behind him.

He didn't expect that Maiwei would send a young designer along this time.

With the reconstruction of Fukushi Port, various ship design companies are eager to get involved.

They all sent people to China, hoping to secure large orders from the country.

He happened to have a collaboration with Maiwei, so they sent someone to follow him.

"Hello Jason, I am Chen Niaoshu, the representative of Maiwei. I didn't disturb you when you were resting when we boarded the plane."

Jason looked her over.

She wore a professional suit, her hair was tied up, her posture was dignified and elegant, and her features were delicate—a standard image of a Chinese beauty.

"Hello, it's a pleasure doing business with you," Jason said with a faint smile, nodding politely.

Chen Niaoshu nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, her beautiful eyes gleaming.

This is her first time returning home since she went abroad.

There have been some changes in Beijing, but not many.

Chen Niaoshu never regrets her choice. She would not miss the opportunity to have better opportunities in Germany.