"Look at yourself, you think you're high-class, huh? This rat-like creature is pretty good, isn't it?" Zhao Zhiming said, pointing to the still-alive rat-like creature in the water tank.
Seeing the rat-spotted king's pupils dilate rapidly, he exclaimed, "Damn, so many spots!"
"Of course I'd lie to you, buddy. Take a look and give me a good price."
Ye Cheng was quite worried at first, but seeing Wang Ke like this, he felt much more at ease.
Zhao Zhiming, who was standing nearby, offered him and Xiao Hu a cigarette and lit one, waiting for Wang Ke to see.
“Zhiming, I can take all these fish, but I won’t take the anglerfish. Not many people eat that stuff,” Wang Ke said, looking up.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Zhiming delivered a flying kick, landing hard on Wang Ke's buttocks.
"Damn, let me tell you, I caught this anglerfish, you have to keep it." Zhao Zhiming grabbed Wang Ke and insisted on showing him a photo of himself with the anglerfish. "See? I caught it myself."
"Okay, okay, you have to take what you caught. Alright, I'll have the chef develop a few inexpensive dishes using monkfish. Okay?"
Wang Ke shook his head helplessly; he was at his wit's end with this guy.
The approximate weight of the fish could be determined, and Wang Ke calculated the cost on the spot.
Two mouse spots: 2000 pieces.
Grouper: 3 pieces, totaling 600 yuan;
Blue grouper: 2 pieces, 450 yuan.
Shi Jiugong: 20 pieces, 320 yuan.
7 threadfin bream, 800 yuan.
Half a fish: 1 piece, 40 yuan.
Squid: 1 piece, 25 yuan
There was also Zhao Zhiming's anglerfish, priced as low as single digits, but fortunately it was big and heavy enough, so it came to 160 yuan.
The total came to 4395 yuan, but Wang Ke gave him 4400 yuan directly.
Holding the money, Ye Cheng suddenly asked, "Um, Brother Wang, would you accept something like tuna?"
"Tuna? We'll take it." Wang Ke nodded. "Our customers are quite diverse. They have high standards for what they're getting and are willing to try anything new. If you can catch a tuna, we'll definitely take it."
However, it seems we don't have much of this around here.
"Well, not many, but I happened to get one last time and sold it to someone else. If I need one next time, can you contact Brother Wang?"
Ye Cheng was rather modest, but Zhao Zhiming wasn't so modest; he readily took on the entire responsibility.
"Second brother, next time you have fish, put it here. If he doesn't accept it, call me."
Also, next time you come to sell fish, make sure he pays in cash. This guy likes to give people IOUs, so don't fall for his tricks.
Wang Ke pursed his lips and rolled his eyes, wondering who the outsiders were.
Ye Cheng carefully put away the money, then secretly took out three large bills and slipped them to Wang Ke, saying in a low voice, "President Wang, I'll need your help in the future."
Ye Cheng didn't need to bribe Mr. Qian, because that was his own money.
But this Wang Ke is just the manager here. He earns a salary, so of course we have to give him some extra money. Otherwise, why would he accept your fish?
The first time Zhao Zhiming was there, but the next time he's not, they can simply refuse to accept the money.
Therefore, Ye Cheng wanted to build a good relationship with them.
Ye Cheng didn't hide this from Zhao Zhiming; he would have to give Zhao Zhiming a portion later, and it would be more than this.
However, before Wang Ke could even accept the money, Zhao Zhiming snatched it away, shoved it back at Ye Cheng, and said, feigning anger,
"I brought you here, and you still need to stock up on goods for him? This is clearly looking down on me."
"No, it's just that Wang Ke can't work for nothing, he's doing it all for someone else," Ye Cheng said calmly.
Ye Cheng felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, but Zhao Zhiming and Wang Ke looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
Wang Ke smiled more subtly, while Zhao Zhiming laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at Wang Ke and saying to Ye Cheng, "You mean he's just an employee, right?"
Seeing the two of them like this, Ye Cheng knew he must have misunderstood something, so he could only give an awkward laugh.
"I misjudged you; it's mainly because you're too modest, Wang Ke."
"He's not exactly low-key. Strictly speaking, he's just an employee. It's just that the restaurant belongs to his uncle, so it's a family business. Therefore, he's practically a boss. You don't need to give him any kickbacks anymore. Why would a boss like him take kickbacks, right?"
Zhao Zhiming couldn't suppress his smile.
Wang Ke coughed lightly twice to compose himself before speaking to Ye Cheng.
"Brother, don't worry. I'll definitely take what I can, and I'll be honest about what I can't. This shop belongs to my uncle, but he's already put it under my management. I treat it like my own shop, so don't worry about it."
After making such a big blunder, the group laughed for a while, and then Zhao Zhiming left with Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng originally intended to just drop them off by the roadside, but Zhao Zhiming insisted on taking him to see the president of their association to finalize the competition arrangements, so Ye Cheng had no choice but to go along with it.
According to Zhao Zhiming, this fishing association is not an official organization at all; it was just started by a group of enthusiasts.
It started out so that everyone could exchange experiences and share new fishing spots; we didn't have much money.
Later, with the support of some big shots, they started organizing some competitions, with two main purposes: one was to spend money, and the other was to select a group of talented people to participate in major competitions.
Zhao Zhiming parked his car in front of a teahouse. As soon as he went inside, he started shouting.
"Guild leader, I've brought you a pro player."
A refined-looking man was sitting in the tea room, leisurely drinking gongfu tea, looking very cultured.
Upon seeing Zhao Zhiming enter, the chairman merely stood up slightly and pointed to the seat in front of him.
A large tea table, then four or five cups, then start waking up the tea, brewing, tasting the tea, and then start all over again.
Ye Cheng had never really liked this thing before, finding it a bit boring.
However, he's willing to drink tea if others are willing to make it, since it doesn't cost him any money.
Zhao Zhiming sat down casually, pulled Ye Cheng over, and said to the chairman, "Chairman, this is a master I found, from the common people. Ye Cheng, this is his friend Xiao Hu."
He then pointed to the president and said to Ye Cheng, "This is Jiang Weiyang, the president of our fishing association."
"Hello, Chairman Jiang." Ye Cheng greeted Xiao Hu.
Chairman Jiang continued pouring tea for everyone, then gestured for them to begin speaking.
"Old Zhao is planning to bring them into the association, right?"
"Yes, and then let me sign up for our fishing competition. I'm telling you, I'm definitely champion material."
"That's amazing?" Upon hearing that he had won the championship, Chairman Jiang looked at Ye Cheng with some curiosity.
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