Then the fishing competition began.

But it was different from what Xu Damao and Sha Zhu imagined. In their imagination, they were hooking fish one by one, and they kept catching fish until the other party gave up.

But in fact, the two people didn't catch a single fish in half an hour, but Jia Dongsheng kept fishing, one after another, and never stopped catching fish.

Small crucian carp, big carp, big silver carp, big bighead carp, big black carp, big catfish, they fished for three hours straight without stopping, which made the two people who made the bet very autistic.

In three hours, Xu Damao only caught five fish, but he was very happy.

It was not for any other reason, but because Sha Zhu only caught four fish, which was exactly one less than Xu Damao.

"Hahahaha... Shazhu, I killed you twice today. Remember, when you see me in the factory in the future, call me Uncle Mao respectfully. OK?" Xu Damao became arrogant when he succeeded and laughed triumphantly.

"How could this happen?"

Sha Zhu muttered to himself with a look of disbelief on his face. He only caught four fish in three hours. This didn't make sense!

"Silly Zhu, do you hear me? Don't play dumb with your uncle Mao, or I'll go to the factory and tell everyone in the factory that you don't keep your word, don't admit defeat in a bet, and can't afford to lose."

"Hmph, don't worry. Your Master Zhu is a very important person. He will keep his word. Wait until you see me at the factory and we'll talk."

As soon as these words came out, Xu Damao showed a cold smile: "Huh, I still see you talking again, have you forgotten that you are still sweeping the toilet?"

When Sha Zhu heard this, he was stunned. He really had forgotten about this. What should he do? Should he really call Xu Damao "Uncle Mao" in front of countless people in the factory?

He deserves it!