"Dream on. You'd better just stick to sailing with the Harvest."
Feng Ye ignored him and turned to the others, saying, "I understand everyone's desire to go to sea with me, but we don't really need more people on board for the time being."
Although everyone was somewhat disappointed, they knew that Feng Ye was telling the truth.
The ship is only so big, and everyone knows how many people are needed.
However, everyone still expressed that if they were to hire someone in the future, they would definitely give them priority consideration.
What could Feng Ye do but smile and nod in agreement?
After all, we're all from the same village, and we see each other all the time, so we can't be too absolute in our words.
As for whether they will be given priority when hiring in the future, that remains to be seen.
As dusk fell, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Feng Ye returned home.
That evening, the television news aired as scheduled, pushing the fervor to its peak.
The villagers waited anxiously in front of the television early in the morning.
When the images of Feng Ye and his group of eight appeared, every household in the village with a television erupted in cheers.
So much so that by the next day, the way villagers greeted each other had changed; instead of simply asking "Have you eaten?", they would ask "Did you watch TV last night?"
The village was filled with whispers of admiration and praise for them...
Of course, there were also some who were envious and made sarcastic remarks behind people's backs.
Feng Ye didn't care about these idle rumors.
People can say whatever they want.
True achievement comes not from the evaluation of others, but from one's own efforts and perseverance.
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