Wu An walked over and said, "Brother Qiang, Lao Mai, if you really want to go night fishing, I'll go with you."
Gao Qiangqi's face lit up with joy.
He's been working day and night on business lately, which has taken a toll on him.
I had some drinks today and was in a good mood, but Lao Mai wasn't too keen on going, saying that the fish weren't biting well at the Zhendong Sluice Gate.
Old Fang echoed, "Not many anglers have come here to sell fish today."
"Those two who came were there to buy fish."
Hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. It's not easy being a fisherman. You work so hard but can't catch any fish, and when you get home you get scolded by your family. You can only buy fish to make up for it.
They chatted like that, and Gao Qiangqi was about to give up the idea of night fishing when Wu An came over and said he was willing to go with them. Old Mai immediately changed his tune: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Gao Qiangqi and Lao Fang also got up. They both knew that Wu An was lucky; if others couldn't catch a fish, Wu An might be able to catch one too.
Wu An followed them outside.
After watching them leave, President Qin greeted them briefly, and Gao Qiangqi invited him to go fishing together.
President Qin shook his head and said, "I advise you not to go."
"The fishing group is in an uproar. People are saying that all the fish have disappeared from the Zhendong Sluice Gate today."
"Two fishermen got impatient and called the police, insisting that they find their fish."
"You should go home early, wash up, and go to bed."
Wu An looked at Lao Mai and Gao Qiangqi.
Gao Qiangqi said, "It doesn't matter, just treat it as a trip."
"It's fun to fish with my brothers."
"Let's have some barbecue on the way, eat and drink while we fish."
Old Mai shook his head and quickly said, "Don't."
"Let me tell you, it's all for nothing if you get plastic surgery."
"When you're catching fish one after another, you won't even have time to smoke, let alone eat or drink."
At this point, someone suggested, "Why don't you have a smoke before casting? It won't take long."
The person asking that question is clearly not a fisherman.
President Qin laughed: "Really?"
"You're catching fish one after another?"
"You might say it's possible under normal circumstances, but today? Heh..."
Gao Qiangqi patted Wu An on the shoulder and asked, "An, how about you give your brother a good time today?"
Old Fang also came over, staring at him expectantly.
These people are usually too busy with their aquatic product business to do anything else, and they don't have any other hobbies except fishing.
They're quite addicted.
Otherwise, how could Gao Qiangqi and Lao Mai, two seemingly unrelated people, possibly become friends?
It was through fishing that we became acquainted.
The same goes for Wu An.
The reason why these people can eat and drink together is simply because they share common interests.
Looking at the two greasy middle-aged men on his left and right, Wu An felt a little uneasy, took a half step back, and said, "I'll try my best."
"Let me show you how exhilarating it is to catch fish one after another."
Old Fang winked and said, "Ah An, I'm easily satisfied."
"..." Wu An decided to stay far away from this guy later, as far away as possible.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Everyone went out.
Driving Lao Mai's car, which is fully equipped with fishing gear and always kept on hand, Lao Mai says, "I have it in my car, so I can fish wherever I go."
When they passed a barbecue stall, Gao Qiangqi got out of the car and ordered a bunch of things. Several chefs grilled them together, and it was done in about ten minutes. Lao Fang went to the supermarket next door and got a case of chilled beer.
Judging from their practiced manner, they had obviously done this kind of thing many times before.
Wu An looked on, his smile somewhat complicated.
Having a barbecue and drinks with a few close friends, and going fishing together—this is the life that men in their thirties and forties dream of.
In my previous life.
He drifted through the city, all alone, with no relatives or friends. When he wanted to have a drink at night, he turned on his phone but didn't know who to contact.
Now.
Things are different now.
He is now living the life he once dreamed of.
As they drove towards the town's east sluice gate, they could see dejected fishermen leaving from time to time.
"It looks like the fish aren't biting well today."
"yes."
"But I still see quite a few people."
"People leave and people come; there are always those who are not satisfied, like us."
"Haha, that makes sense."
After parking the car, the four of them, carrying large and small bags, walked away, attracting the attention of many anglers.
"This will do."
"We have too much stuff, we won't go far."
"There aren't many anglers around here, so it's a good spot."
As Gao Qiangqi and Lao Fang were talking, he turned to look at Wu An.
Wu An naturally had no objections.
He doesn't have X-ray vision or any sensory abilities, so who knows which side of the fish is the best to bite?
Whatever.
Anyway, the luck value has the effect of attracting fish, as long as it doesn't attract a bunch of small fish.
Actually, it doesn't matter if it's a small fish, it's just for fun and not tiring.
Just as they finished tidying up, Lao Fang suddenly shouted, "President Qin said we were secretly photographed and the photos were posted in the group chat."
"What?"
What are you secretly filming?
"Calling us clowns isn't about fishing for attention, it's about making us laugh."
"Damn it, is this guy crazy? We've never done anything to him."
Wu An walked over to Old Mai and looked at the photo. According to the angle from which it was taken, there was no one there now.
The account that posted the photos in the group was called "Descending Tiger." Although Wu An hadn't seen the person or had any evidence, he guessed it was probably Lin Hu's bastard.
If he doesn't catch any fish, he'll really become a clown and be publicly executed.
His remarks were echoed by some anglers who said they were showing off, opening champagne halfway through before even catching a fish.
Bringing barbecue to fishing? Who are you trying to disgust?
Some people in the group even made bets that they wouldn't catch a single fish; there were all sorts of opinions.
This is in a group chat, where everyone is really letting loose and not afraid of offending anyone.
Gao Qiangqi and the others were amused by the situation. Seeing that Wu An remained silent, they asked, "An, what do you think?"
“My opinion doesn’t matter,” Wu An said, casting his line and baiting his hook. “Only by catching fish can you have a say.”
He added 5 points to himself, Lao Mai and Gao Qiangqi also added 5 points, and gave Lao Fang 3 points as a token.
It's still important to distinguish between those who are close and those who are distant, and those who are distant ....
The three of them followed suit and lowered their poles.
As time ticked by, the smile on Old Mai's face gradually froze, and he didn't catch any fish as quickly as before.
Wu An also sighed inwardly.
The fish aren't biting well today; even the small fish aren't making any noise, and there's nothing else he can do but wait.
Gao Qiangqi and Lao Fang didn't react much. That's how fishing is; it's impossible to get a bite as soon as you cast your line.
I waited for about 5 minutes.
Wu An's fishing rod finally started moving. When he pulled it up, he saw that it was a sea bass weighing about half a pound.
Wu An was somewhat disappointed. After waiting for so long, all he got was such a small fish. It seemed that the fish had gathered, but it was possible that the small fish were causing a disturbance.
Not long after.
Old Mai and his two companions also caught fish one after another. Although the fish were not very big, they were quite happy. They were serious anglers who enjoyed the process.
Gradually, the fish got bigger and bigger.
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