Old William was extremely disappointed when he saw that Fu Wan was not going.
He was also planning to try his luck with Fu Wan and buy a few bluefin tuna.
Old William got into the car, but still felt uneasy.
Before he could even roll up his car window, he turned to Fu Wan and asked, "Fu, aren't you going out to sea the day after tomorrow either?"
Fu Wan was amused by his persistent look, and she shook her head as if she was having trouble.
"I'm going to Florida the day after tomorrow. I've heard the scenery there is beautiful."
Florida?
"That's a magical state," Old William thought to himself, and then looked at Fu Wan with delight, "Florida also has waters, and there are tuna fishing spots there. Fu, why don't you try your luck?"
After listening to Bai Qianzhou's translation, Fu Wan met Bai Qianzhou's gaze.
They were worried before that going to Florida for tourism wouldn't be a legitimate reason, but now they have a perfectly good one.
I went fishing at someone's request; after all, a fisherman can go anywhere!
“If Mr. William is also interested in seafood from Florida, I can give it a try.”
This was undoubtedly fantastic news for old William.
He has been in business for most of his life and has many friends in various states across the United States.
Even in Florida, if Fu Wanzhen catches another tuna, he has a way to quickly transport it back to Los Angeles.
Alternatively, the transaction could be conducted directly in Florida, where his friend also owns a seafood restaurant.
Upon hearing this, old William rummaged through his wallet for a while and finally found a black card.
It was a business card with the contact information of William's friend in Florida printed on it.
And the exact address of that seafood restaurant.
Fu Wan took the business card and smiled at old William, saying, "Mr. William, rest assured, if we find anything, we will definitely contact this gentleman."
Old William nodded, then said goodbye to Fu Wan and the others, before instructing the driver to drive away.
Fu Wan watched the car taillights disappear into the distance, and Fu Fengying's voice came from inside the house.
"Ah Wan, come and eat dinner, the noodles are getting soggy!"
"Okay, coming!"
Fu Wan responded loudly, and then she and Bai Qianzhou carefully closed the courtyard gate and walked side by side into the house.
"Keep this business card safe; we might need it when we go to Florida."
Bai Qianzhou nodded, still somewhat curious at the end.
"Are we really going fishing to send some to old William's friend?"
Fu Wan shook her head, a meaningful smile appearing on her face.
"I've heard that people in Florida like to do things unconventionally, and I'm afraid that the visa reasons we came up with might not work."
William's friend was a businessman, so he could be considered a semi-capitalist.
Putting everything else aside, it should be fine for blocking police questioning.
Bai Qianzhou had studied in the United States for several years and was already used to being questioned by the police without any reason.
I almost forgot about the fact that the police like to make things difficult for Chinese people.
The two spoke in hushed tones, and as they entered the room, Jack waved frantically at them.
"Come and eat some noodles, Auntie's noodles are especially delicious!"
Fu Fengying sat on the side with a smile, "Try it quickly. If it's mushy, I'll go to the kitchen and cook it again."
"No need, Auntie, this noodle is just right, it's delicious!"
"Auntie, would you like some?" Fu Wan asked Fu Fengying, picking up the bowl of noodles.
Fu Fengying shook her head, "No need, I've already eaten tonight."
Fu Wan didn't try to persuade her anymore. She picked up a mouthful of noodles and put it in her mouth. The noodles were indeed a bit clumpy, but the taste was still very good.
It's quite difficult to buy Chinese noodles in Los Angeles, so Jack and Song Zhirong eat Western food more often.
Fu Fengying would only cook them a bowl of noodles on occasional birthdays.
Today's noodles were made by Fu Fengying, who started with the flour, kneading, proofing, and pulling the dough. How could Fu Wan possibly waste it?
Bai Qianzhou was the same; the three of them were really hungry. They ate a bowl of noodles with eggs and beef, and drank the soup clean, not to mention the noodles.
The fact that the children finished all the noodles was the greatest affirmation for Fu Fengying.
She looked at Fu Wan and the others with a loving expression, saying, "Are you full? Would you like another bowl?"
Fu Wan, Jack, and Bai Qianzhou all shook their heads in unison, "We're full, we're full!"
Fu Wan further urged her, "Auntie, it's getting late. You should go to sleep. I'll cook fish for you tomorrow!"
Fu Fengying was overjoyed upon hearing this, and then turned around and went back to her room.
Fu Wan and the others returned to the kitchen with their bowls, only to find Song Zhirong smoking over the tuna.
Fu Wan frowned. Damn it, don't let it stink up her tuna too.
Upon seeing Fu Wan enter, Song Zhirong stubbed out his cigarette.
"Ahem, Fu... Fu Wan, right? Did you really catch this fish?"
"Are you really a fisherman?"
"Genuine or genuine."
Fu Wan put the bowl into the sink and saw that Song Zhirong was still frowning and thinking about something.
This cousin is very calculating. He doesn't look very old, but the frown lines between his eyebrows are even deeper than Ye Jianguo's.
He looks like a little old man.
"Do you have any other questions? Why don't we ask them all at once?"
This stifling and vigilant atmosphere is exhausting for everyone.
Song Zhirong hadn't expected Fu Wan to be so straightforward, which caught him off guard.
Seeing this, Jack stepped in front of Fu Wan to block her.
"Bro, you can't bully Wan!"
Bai Qianzhou didn't move forward, but he stood next to Fu Wan, his eyes fixed on Song Zhirong.
Song Zhirong couldn't help but laugh at their antics. Did he look like someone who would bully others?
"I just want to know, did you come here only to visit relatives?"
Fu Wan shook her head. "Not entirely."
"Will your goals harm my life and my family?"
Fu Wan shook her head decisively again, "No."
Song Zhirong stared at Fu Wan for a long time. This cousin was indeed different from his brothers and sisters who were trying to fight for the family property.
"Then I'm relieved. Welcome, cousin."
"And this one, brother-in-law? Is that how you address him in China?"
Fu Wan, who had been calm and collected, was so startled by his words that she hurriedly spoke up to stop him.
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is my friend."
Bai Qianzhou didn't say anything. For some reason, he suddenly found Song Zhirong much more pleasing to the eye.
Song Zhirong waved his hand, not caring whether he was his cousin's husband or not. The most important thing now was how to deal with this bluefin tuna that weighed more than fifty pounds.
"What should we do with this fish? By the way, why didn't you sell it to Mr. William?"
"Don't you know that tuna is expensive? If you exchange it for Chinese yuan, you could live on it for several years!"
Fu Wan shook her head, "I have the money. This fish wasn't easy to get. Let Aunt and the other family members have a taste!"
Hearing this, Song Zhirong was vaguely touched.
Yes, his mother has never eaten such a high-end thing as bluefin tuna. It's too expensive. Even he has only eaten it twice.
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