His mouth sprayed like water from a sprinkler, and the fat on his face trembled with anger, no longer able to maintain his usual gentle and refined expression.
Like a wolf that has been starving for three days, it is about to choose a person to eat.
President Inoue wasn't one to mince words either; he slapped the professor's fingers away.
"Professor Takahashi, please control your emotions. My losses are no less than yours. Baka! My losses are all real money!"
Those nearby, seeing that the two were about to argue, quickly stepped forward to mediate.
"Please calm down, both of you. The most important thing right now is not to argue and determine who is at fault."
"Yes, yes, we need to think of some ways to remedy this situation."
At this point, a graduate student from a fishing family offered them a feasible suggestion:
"It hadn't been two hours since the incident, and the bluefin tuna hadn't gone very far."
Let's find some speedboats and go tuna hunting.
Finding a school of tuna could mitigate some of the losses. Most importantly, it will allow our research to continue.
The professor belatedly realized that this was Inoue's territory, and he couldn't afford to have too much of a conflict with Inoue.
Quickly seize the opportunity and say, "Yoshi yoshi, Koizumi-kun, your idea is good, I think it's feasible."
"Inoue-kun, I'll leave the finding of the ship to you. Our university is also sending researchers to go on the tuna hunt. Is that alright?"
President Inoue immediately perked up; recovering each fish meant reducing the financial loss from losing another fish.
"I immediately contacted the fishing company and asked them to send all their fishing boats to help us catch tuna."
Be prepared to board at any time. Researchers from your university are also welcome to board, as this research absolutely cannot be interrupted.
All the fishing boats of the Hokkaido Fisheries Company were mobilized, and the fishermen along the coast also voluntarily joined the hunt for bluefin tuna.
Whether to return it to the Inoue family after catching it or not is another matter; as long as it's caught, there will be a considerable income.
As for who to sell it to, that's entirely up to them. No, it's all about money; whoever offers the most money gets it. The area immediately became lively again.
Chen Hong spent the morning playing in the Sea of Japan with the dolphin tour group before bidding a reluctant farewell to the dolphins and returning to her space.
Chen Hong had a sumptuous lunch with Black Tiger. The bamboo fungus stewed with rooster was indeed delicious. Chen Hong had stocked up on a large pot of it in her space, enough for her to eat for half a month.
After dinner, I ate a large piece of durian. The durian from this place tastes exceptionally good—rich, fragrant, and mellow. Once you've tried it, you can't stop eating it. I can even smell the enticing aroma of durian in my dreams.
Even Black Tiger, who used to avoid the smell of durian, can now eat half a durian by himself.
This dog, who loves enjoying delicious food, is making rapid progress in his pursuit of culinary delights.
Durian tastes delicious, but the cleanup is a real hassle. After eating the durian, Chen Hong washed Black Tiger thoroughly, even brushing its teeth.
Even when you bring your eyes close to Black Tiger's mouth, you can still smell a faint durian aroma.
Helpless, Chen Hong forced Black Tiger to eat a cucumber to get rid of the smell.
As the owner, Chen Hong replicated the same actions on herself.
She even changed all her clothes and carefully smelled herself up and down. Now there shouldn't be any durian smell, right?
Chen Hong secretly left the space, only to suddenly discover that there seemed to be many more fishing boats at sea, and even fishing boats and luxury yachts had appeared in this area.
Chen Hong observed that they were all Japanese citizens.
She was completely baffled. Was the Japanese going to conduct some kind of military exercise? Or some other maritime activity?
Why have all the nearby Japanese ships set out?
Chen Hong was startled: Oh my god, is an earthquake about to happen here?
She forgot that Japan is an area prone to earthquakes and volcanoes.
It's very likely that the weather bureau issued an earthquake warning! But that doesn't make sense either. If an earthquake actually occurs, wouldn't it be even more dangerous for ships at sea?
When an earthquake occurs, it can cause huge waves, and in severe cases, even tsunamis. Why don't the Japanese take shelter on the plains and instead sail out to sea? Are they trying to feed the fish?
This isn't right, that isn't right either. Chen Hong couldn't figure it out at all. She just felt that the Japanese had a problem with their thought process and that they were not on the same wavelength as ordinary people like her.
I haven't turned on the fishing boat's radio for several days. I've already cut off all communication equipment on the boat, so naturally I can't receive weather forecasts.
Chen Hong started to get anxious. She needed to quickly find a secluded spot, launch the boat, and check the current weather conditions.
She can prepare in advance if there is an earthquake, typhoon, or tsunami.
Run when you need to run, hide when you need to hide. Don't take advantage of your space to fight against extreme weather.
Chen Hong swam in the sea for more than an hour before finally spotting a small island.
Moving to the other side of the island, under its cover, they were preparing to launch the fishing boat.
But then he suddenly remembered that the two Japanese fishing boats he had just passed by, the Shima Maru and the Kazuma Maru, were the same fishing boats that had driven him away on the day he first arrived in the Sea of Japan.
No wonder those two fishing boats looked familiar when she passed by earlier; it turned out they had a history.
I didn't even intend to compete with them for the fish, yet they dared to drive me away so aggressively.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com