Wu An arrived at the office.
I knocked on the door.
Gao Qiangqi's voice came out: "Come in, why are you knocking?"
Push the door open and go inside.
There were quite a few people in the office.
Gao Qiangqi, A Jin, A Qing, Lao Futou, and the restaurant owner, General Manager Qin, greeted him first: "A An, it's great to see you again."
Wu An was taken aback.
Does President Qin's attitude mean he needs to see him for something?
Gao Qiangqi, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, was sitting at the tea table, brewing tea. He greeted me, "Come and sit down. I've been out and about; a friend gave me some tea."
"Try it and see how it is."
Wu An casually sat down: "Brother Qiang, you've got the wrong person. I drink tea like a cow."
He looked at Aqing and Old Fu.
Seeing the two people drinking tea, their faces still showing signs of exhaustion, I realized that the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say them at all.
That's all.
It's all about making money.
Those two worked so hard, but in the end, he was the one who benefited from it all.
He talked a lot, and it was a bit like he was being hypocritical after getting the benefit.
I drank a cup of tea.
Gao Qiangqi took out several stacks of money, put them on the table, and said, "It's a total of 73,000 yuan. I rounded it down to the nearest whole number, and there's still some left."
Wu An looked surprised.
I never expected that Ah Qing and Old Fu could earn so much money after a day and a night at sea.
Apart from the fish traps, they relied entirely on themselves.
He was quite surprised.
Gao Qiangqi added, "They refused to accept the money at all, saying they would wait for you to come."
Wu An smiled.
He immediately divided the money, giving Aqing 11,000 yuan, which was 15% of the total, and giving Lao Fu 7,300 yuan, which was 10% of the total.
He didn't go this time, so we'll count it as 10%, and then give each of them half a percent.
Aqing didn't say anything, nor did he ask for money. Eleven thousand yuan was a lot of money, and he didn't have a bag on him. It would be uncomfortable to walk with the money in his pocket.
Let Wu An hold the money; we'll deposit it directly later.
Old Fu put the money away, grinning from ear to ear.
Although we had been at sea for a day and a night and had been caught in the rain, holding so much money made me feel energetic and I wasn't hungry or tired at all.
Despite feeling happy, I still yawned every single time.
Wu An asked curiously, "They didn't explain it clearly over the phone. Did you also do longline fishing at Pan Shui Pit?"
Old Fu said with great familiarity, "The income from fish traps accounts for the majority. Besides shrimp and crabs, there are many snails, such as whelks and conch, which are all valuable and high-quality products."
"Panshui Pit was alright too, we basically got something from it."
"Perhaps because it was just me and Aqing, the fish in the puddle were not as easy to catch as before; it was a bit of a struggle."
"There were quite a few goods in the last water pit, but before we could finish catching them, the water level rose."
Upon hearing this, Aqing couldn't help but slap her thigh.
Clearly, he still harbors some resentment about this matter.
This is similar to fishing. You catch a big fish, and you net it, but just as you're about to put it in the fish basket, it falls back into the water.
That would be absolutely agonizing.
As Wu An listened, he realized that the reason he had been constantly increasing his luck value and letting it be consumed each time he tried to enter the water pit was because of this.
He had long ago discovered that the fish caught in the water pits where the luck points were consumed were easier to catch.
It's effortless.
It's easy to clean up puddles.
Catch the big fish, release the small fish.
"We were late because of longline fishing."
"We were busy until it got dark, and it was raining. Anyway, there was food and drink on the ship, so we decided to stay at sea for the night."
Old Fu finished speaking and smiled.
Wu An said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Old Fu shook his head; in truth, he didn't find it hard at all.
Firstly, although we spent the night at sea, apart from not sleeping very comfortably, there wasn't much else to it.
Secondly, the workload for the captain in Wu'an was actually not very heavy.
If he weren't so old, he could work for days without getting off the boat.
pity.
He wanted to work on the ship every day, but fate wouldn't allow it.
When it's windy or rainy, you just have to rest.
The weather forecast says the next two days will be bad. Yesterday's forecast said it would be good weather, but the weather changed in the afternoon.
But there was nothing we could do.
Weather forecasts are just forecasts, after all. The weather is unpredictable, and no one can say they can predict it with certainty.
Old Fu distributed the money, told them that the fishing boats were all packed up, and then got up and left.
Aqing didn't leave.
Once I got a signal on my phone, I called Li Juan. I'm not in a hurry to leave right now.
Wu An originally planned to chat with Gao Qiangqi and then leave, but Gao Qiangqi asked A Jin to find a room where he could sleep and arranged for A Qing to sleep for a while.
Wu An didn't interrupt.
He could tell that Gao Qiangqi had something to tell him.
"Come, have some tea."
Gao Qiangqi poured three cups of tea. President Qin sat down from the sofa. The tea table was on a hard wooden bench. President Qin was used to comforts and couldn't sit on such a bench.
Gao Qiangqi said, "Old Qin, at this age, it's time to cultivate your mind and body."
Mr. Qin patted his belly and said somewhat nonchalantly, "This belly full of fat can't be scraped off by a few cups of tea."
"Alright, we're all family here."
"Ah An, I need to talk to you about something."
Wu An put down his teacup and asked, "What is it?"
"I want to invest in bed and breakfasts."
"Um?"
"And me too," Gao Qiangqi said with a smile. "I've been pretty busy lately, and I have some time and spare money. It's just sitting there anyway, so I might as well do some investing."
Wu An said, "Brother Qiang, President Qin, it seems you know I'm short of money."
The two nodded with smiles.
Wu An felt a warmth in his heart; these two weren't taking advantage of his misfortune, but rather offering help in his time of need.
wrong.
Mr. Qin might not be so sure.
But Gao Qiangqi, besides wanting to make money, wanted to help him even more.
“Of course I’m happy to invest if you’re willing,” Wu An sighed and said. “Originally, I planned to take it one step at a time, doing as much as I could with the money I had.”
"But in the end... greed got the better of him, and he swallowed an elephant."
He couldn't help but smile wryly.
People, you know.
Greed is human nature.
Moreover, he knew the prospects of this deal, and driven by profit, he naturally found it difficult to give up the "meat" he could get his hands on.
Gao Qiangqi said, "He is a bit greedy."
"However, taking a steady and cautious approach is not necessarily the right thing to do."
"What is a 'wind'? It's a wind that comes and goes in a flash."
"This guesthouse, although requiring a significant initial investment, is easy to replicate."
"If you are a step behind, someone else may be a step ahead of you. In the end, it may be someone else who gets to eat the crab."
President Qin added, "Instead of you going it alone, why don't we join forces? That way, we can deal with whatever happens together."
Wu An nodded in deep agreement.
These two guys are right.
If Gao Qiangqi and President Qin offered him money under these circumstances, would he accept it?
Of course we need it.
Of course.
Some things need to be said upfront.
He's the one who runs this guesthouse, so he definitely wants to keep the reins in his hands.
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