"It's good for me to stay hidden now," Lin Ziyan said casually.
She unfolded the drawing paper and slowly began sharpening her pencil.
In fact, she had considered all the possibilities and had other plans as well.
The more shrimp farms you cooperate with, the more solutions you'll need to devise for issues such as sales volume and transportation in the future.
It would be better to instill brand awareness in them now and create an industry chain.
"Why do I feel like you're holding back something big?" Lu Qiuying said suspiciously.
Lin Ziyan smiled slightly and squinted at the sea.
The seemingly calm sea may actually be turbulent beneath.
The county may now want her to pass on her skills or go to other fishing villages to provide guidance.
Having experienced sudden death in her previous life, Lin Ziyan now only wants to slack off and hand over everything she can to others.
"Just consider it me being lazy," Lin Ziyan said calmly.
After Lu Yunshen sat down, he looked at her profile and the curve of her lips made him unable to look away.
Lu Qiuying smirked, pulled up a stool and leaned forward to block his view.
"You sure know how to shirk your responsibilities. I bet the village secretary is worried sick." Yang Yanzhou raised an eyebrow and sat down to the side, just in time to see Lin Ziyan painting.
He leaned closer, puzzled, but still couldn't figure out what she was drawing.
At the entrance of the shrimp farm
Secretary Qin walked back and forth several times with his hands behind his back, but he didn't see Lin Ziyan. Sweat poured down his forehead.
Grandpa Lin seemed quite content, leaning against the shrimp ponds and watching the shrimp.
He swallowed hard, thinking to himself that he must buy some shrimp to take home for lunch later.
"The shrimp farms that cooperate with us can buy shrimp seedlings from here, and they can also get information on the stages of shrimp feeding?" County Mayor Qin Cheng asked.
Ah Jian nodded, "That's right, it's clearly written in our contract."
"The shrimp feed needs to be purchased from us..."
He briefly explained the cooperation method and wrote it down according to the notebook Lin Ziyan gave him.
The county head and the mayor asked many questions, such as when the shrimp were harvested and their sales volume.
Ah Jian could answer almost anything fluently.
"Secretary Qin, this young man from your village is quite good. He answered questions flawlessly; I couldn't find any mistakes," Mayor Min Ting said jokingly.
Secretary Qin forced a smile and said, "Mayor Min is joking. I'm just trying to make a living."
The county magistrate looked around the shrimp farm and nodded repeatedly.
"I heard your boss is a college graduate?"
"Old Qin, these young people these days are amazing," Mayor Min praised.
"Um, wait a minute. To express her apology, she prepared gifts for everyone before she left." Ah Jian hurriedly ran to the shrimp farm's office and took out the things he had prepared beforehand.
County Magistrate Qin Cheng and Mayor Min Ting exchanged a glance, both looking surprised.
They came today hoping the shrimp farm owner could come to the fishing villages to provide guidance, but the owner didn't even show up.
The shrimp farm manager who received them answered their questions as if he already knew the answers.
"These are the gifts I prepared." A-Jian carried several bags with patterns printed on them, all drawn by Lin Ziyan.
Several leaders looked surprised when they saw the pattern on it.
Mayor Min Ting opened the bag, inside was an instruction manual with the same pattern printed on it.
“Secretary Qin, I’m already looking forward to coming again next time.” Min Ting smiled meaningfully after reading it.
They then took a shuttle bus and left.
Secretary Qin was completely bewildered, watching their departing figures thoughtfully.
Grandpa Lin couldn't wait to ask Ah Jian to help him weigh the shrimp.
He didn't buy large prawns, just a pound of medium-sized prawns to satisfy his craving.
One yuan and eighty cents a pound, that's enough to buy two pounds of pork.
"Secretary Qin, do you want to take some back with you?" Grandpa Lin asked with a smile, carrying a black bag.
Party Secretary Qin, "..."
Now all he wants to do is find Ayan and find out what gifts she gave them that made these leaders leave satisfied.
…
Lin Ziyan, who was fishing for shrimp, suddenly sneezed.
She saw the hook move and immediately got up to reel in the line.
Lin Ziyan thought to herself that those leaders should have already left, and the village secretary was probably talking about her.
"Such a big yellow croaker!" Yang Yanzhou exclaimed.
Lu Qiuying was looking at Lin Ziyan's drawing board when she turned her head and saw a large yellow croaker. She immediately stood up excitedly.
"Ayan, you're incredibly lucky!" she praised.
Lu Yunshen smiled and slowly reeled in the line, as another large yellow croaker kept jumping around.
Yang Yanzhou looked at the two of them suspiciously, his lips twitching.
“It’s not just me who’s lucky,” Lin Ziyan said with a smile, putting the fish in a small bucket and then turning on the oxygenator.
She fishes not only to eat, but also to raise fish.
"Ayan, can my brother's be placed here too?"
"Otherwise, your eyes will roll back in your head," Lu Qiuying asked.
Lin Ziyan nodded and continued to put bait on the fishing hook.
Yang Yanzhou walked behind them, looked at the painting, touched his chin with his finger, and said,
"This painting... it looks like a harbor, but then again, it doesn't quite..."
Lu Yun Shen turned to look at Lin Zi Yan's drawing board. She was still adding color, but it was already visible.
Lin Ziyan applied the color very quickly; she had already planned out the color blocks.
Once all the colors are applied, the painting of the reconstructed port is complete.
She presented it in a comic book style, which wasn't too exaggerated.
“It’s the port of the future…” Lu Qiuying murmured.
In the distance along the coast, one can still vaguely see tall buildings and the lights of countless homes.
Will Fukushima really turn out like the picture depicts in the future?
Lu Qiuying was uncertain, but looking at her painting, she also felt a faint sense of anticipation.
"This is a gift for your new position." Lin Ziyan took out the drawing paper and handed it to her.
Yang Yanzhou looked at the painting and fell into deep thought.
Lu Qiuying did not hide the fact that the port was to be rebuilt from them.
He only intended to expand it a little, but he never expected it to completely overturn the current port design.
Lu Qiuying took the painting, her hands trembling slightly with excitement. "Thank you."
Lu Yunshen's eyes flickered slightly, a warm current seemed to flow through his heart, and he pursed his lips gently.
His gaze toward Lin Ziyan became even more intense.
Her beautiful and delicate profile was exceptionally captivating under the bright light, and her red lips were slightly upturned. This confident and carefree demeanor emanating from within drew his heart deeper and deeper.
Lin Ziyan turned to look at Lu Qiuying, her eyes crinkling into a smile.
Lu Yunshen's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes gradually deepened, as if he wanted to take in every smile.
"Brother Shen, your fishing rod is moving again," Yang Yanzhou reminded him.
Lu Yun Shen snapped out of his daze, looked away, and calmly began to reel in the fishing line.
He almost lost his composure just now…
Lu Qiuying and Yang Yanzhou exchanged a knowing glance.
Lin Ziyan paid no attention to them; she was currently thinking about her next plan.
If this trend continues, and every shrimp farm wants to make money, then the shrimp harvesting times need to be staggered.
She took out a notebook from her bag and jotted down a method she had come up with on the spot.
A gentle sea breeze brings a touch of coolness.
The sea surface looked as if it had been sprinkled with fine gold flakes, emitting a dazzling, translucent light.
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