Chapter 687 I'd rather pay money than give you tuna



Upon hearing Feng Ye's words, everyone on the yacht changed their expressions.

They never expected that a single tow rope would cause such a huge problem.

Even more unexpectedly, the amount of compensation was so high.

Six thousand yuan is naturally not a big problem for them.

The problem is, they weren't prepared at all and thought they would only have to pay for one net at most.

However, not providing compensation is not an option.

Anyone in that situation would not let it go so easily.

The key point is that what the other party wants is tuna, but they don't want to use tuna as compensation.

For a moment, they all fell silent, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"We're not asking for an exorbitant price; we're being quite reasonable. We haven't even factored in the cost of taking you back yet."

"That's right. A yacht this big would burn a lot of diesel fuel. You're getting a bargain by only getting one tuna."

"Sigh, Ah Ye is just too kind. If it were me, I would have asked for at least ten thousand or eight thousand."

"Hmm, if we go even further, asking for twenty or thirty thousand wouldn't be excessive."

"Hehe, let's go all out and ask them for fifty or sixty thousand. Anyway, their yacht is damaged, so they won't dare not pay."

"Unfortunately, the boat belongs to Ah Ye, so it's not up to us to decide."

"Yes, what a great opportunity to make money..."

Ye Chenliang and Du Yulin kept talking back and forth, putting pressure on the people on the yacht.

Although Feng Ye knew they were trying to help, he was still completely exasperated by what he heard.

If we really do what they say, wouldn't we offend people to death?

Although the sea is so vast that finding a ship is almost impossible, they have nothing to fear from retaliation as long as they do not dock at Tuo City.

However, this is completely unnecessary.

He's not the type to take advantage of someone in distress; he just wants the other party to compensate for their losses.

As for their claims that they suffered a loss, that's obviously impossible.

No matter what, he wouldn't do a losing business; he wouldn't let himself suffer a loss.

He was just taking advantage of the other party's ignorance and deliberately exaggerated the losses.

First of all, the net of fish that was just caught was indeed worth a thousand yuan, or even more.

But that's the price on land. Selling it to the fresh seafood collection boats, even if you don't get a 50% discount, you're lucky if you get 60%.

Another point is that it can't receive six networks in eighteen hours, at most five.

He eliminated the time spent in the middle of hauling in and unhauling the net, which would have taken at least half an hour in total.

Therefore, including the broken cable, the total loss is actually less than four thousand dollars.

Towing the yacht back to Tuocheng will not consume much more diesel fuel.

They were originally going to return to the shore anyway, and an extra hundred or two yuan worth of diesel would have been enough.

Moreover, they also have a ship full of cargo, as well as cargo from the Harvest Ship, which they can sell for several thousand more when they dock.

Therefore, all things considered, not only will you not lose money, but you can actually make a lot more.

Ah-Can and the other two were actually well aware of these circumstances, but they all kept it to themselves and tacitly cooperated with Feng Ye in putting on this act.

"Give us a straight answer, whether or not we will compensate you."

Seeing that they remained silent, Ah-Can grew impatient and urged them on.

The people on the yacht were genuinely taken aback by Ye Chenliang and Du Yulin's words, worried that Feng Ye and the others might suddenly change their minds and ask for an astronomical sum.

On this vast ocean surrounded by water, they are lambs to the slaughter.

The man in the floral shirt glanced at his companion beside him, and after receiving tacit approval, gritted his teeth and said, "We'll pay, we'll pay."

But you have to guarantee that after we pay compensation, you'll have to tow our yacht back to Tuocheng.

"Of course."

Feng Ye nodded and patted his chest, saying, "As long as you compensate us for our losses, we'll tow it wherever you say we'll dock."

To save a person, one must see them through to the end; to see a Buddha through to the Western Paradise, one must see him through to the Western Paradise.

As long as the compensation is in place, he would be happy to safely send these newbies back to shore; it would just be a matter of burning a little more diesel.

But it also allows you to do someone a favor, so why not?

He didn't care whether the other party would be grateful or not.

The group breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Feng Ye's assurance.

They were genuinely afraid that the other party would take the money and then abandon them there.

"Okay, I'll go get the money for you."

As he spoke, the man in the floral shirt turned and headed toward the yacht's interior.

"etc."

Feng Ye stopped him: "Who said you had to give us money? Didn't we say that all we had to do was give us the tuna?"

They all said in unison, "No."

Perhaps sensing that Feng Ye and his group were not arrogant and were relatively easy to talk to, they refused very firmly this time.

Ah-Can glared, about to explode in anger, when he heard the man in the T-shirt say, "We'd rather pay you money than give you tuna."

Feng Ye frowned, somewhat puzzled.

However, before he could voice his doubts...

Ah-Can spoke first: "I'll accept money, but it has to be six thousand."

"Can."

The man in the floral shirt readily agreed and turned to get the money.

Feng Ye stopped insisting.

Anyway, as long as they compensate for the losses, he can make money by selling the tuna.

He estimated that the bluefin tuna was worth at most a little over five thousand.

Now that the other party is willing to give cash, and even more, that would be even better.

Collect money directly; it's simple and convenient.

A moment later, the man in the floral shirt came over with a wad of cash.

"Here's six thousand yuan, please count it."

Feng Ye took the money, handed it to A-Can, and then gave him a strange look.

What's the point of carrying so much cash out here on the high seas? There's nowhere to use it.

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