Little Majia Island at Night
"Cheers!"
"Bottoms up!!"
"No... Uncle, are you raising fish? You still have a sip left!"
"You little rascal...!"
On the beach at the pier, Chen Jianhai, Xiao Lang, Feng Di, and Uncle Hanshan sat around a small table, which was covered with skewers stripped of their meat. Next to them were two empty beer crates, and each of them had a face flushed with the effects of alcohol.
Uncle Hanshan finished a skewer of kidneys, took a swig of his drink, and shook his fan with his right hand. His red face beamed with joy.
People often say that old people are like children. Chen Jianhai had never seen this until now. Looking at Uncle Hanshan, he indeed had a bit of that old-child vibe. His round, shiny head made one want to reach out and touch it.
"Hic..." Chen Jianhai hiccuped, feeling a bit tipsy.
To think that just this morning he was the top search on the internet, writing a real-life version of a "licking dog" love story, and now he was out drinking with Xiao Lang in the evening.
All he could say was,
having a reliable team really saves a lot of worries!
"Calabash Baby, I really admire you!!"
Uncle Hanshan, feeling delighted, suddenly slapped Chen Jianhai's thigh,
"How are you so amazing? You found buyers for our fish. My earnings in the past few days have almost matched three months' worth of income."
"We're going to have a good year..."
Uncle Hanshan looked at Chen Jianhai with immense satisfaction. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
He patted Chen Jianhai's cheeks as if patting his own grandson.
Little Majia Island's fisheries were rich in resources and of excellent quality. Although Chen Jianhai had secured a cooperation deal with Wangchao Fisheries, he hadn't banned the fishermen from fishing in the northern sea.
After all, the catch, besides supplying to the hotel industry association, was also sold to Wangchao Fisheries.
For the upcoming Nanjiang Beer Festival, Wangchao Fisheries secured a theme tent and, to quickly capture market share, they set the purchase price of fish slightly higher than the market rate. This was like a savior for the fishermen; the more fish they caught, the more they earned. Every fisherman was working from dawn till dusk, returning with full loads each day.
In just a few days, the income of fishermen on Little Majia Island and Great Wealth Turtle Island skyrocketed. Moreover, with the increasing number of tourists, tourism income was also on the rise. The hard-earned savings from a year of work were growing, and everyone on the island had a cheerful face.
Chen Jianhai, feeling tipsy, grinned and said,
"I'm just okay."
"The truly amazing ones are my two brothers."
Xiao Lang straightened his chest proudly, and Feng Di also straightened his back, raising his glass to toast Chen Jianhai.
Chen Jianhai ignored Feng Di,
"I wasn't talking about you."
Feng Di put down his glass, feeling wronged.
Chen Jianhai looked at Uncle Hanshan. Although he had drunk a lot, he was still clear-headed,
"In a few days, Xiao Lang and I will head back to Nanjiang to prepare for the Beer Festival. We'll need your help to look after things on the island!"
Uncle Hanshan pounded his chest,
"Don't worry!"
"Your hotel is our entire island's hotel. With us watching it, no one will mess around!"
Chen Jianhai grinned, feeling reassured.
...
Actually, there wasn't much to manage at the island's hotel. However, with the current shortage of management staff, once the Beer Festival began, there would definitely be a lot of work at Langai Hotel.
Chen Jianhai couldn't let Wen Zifan come over to oversee the island hotel, so he handed this task to Qin Mengqiu.
Qin Mengqiu had been working at the hotel front desk for a long time, and was familiar with various departments and operations. Her ability to adapt and handle tasks made her a suitable candidate.
Xiao Lang, Skewers, Kidneys, Chicken Wings, and Feng Di packed their things early, ready to head back to Nanjiang and make a big fortune.
Feng Di gritted his teeth and closed his café, posting a sign saying, "Owner out on business, temporarily closed."
As for Lu Bin and An Xia, they chose not to go with them.
The two were still on vacation. Lu Bin was enjoying his work at the Sunset Bar, relishing the days of getting triple wages while being on vacation. An Xia was completely captivated by the children at the island's elementary school, acting as their accompanist and music teacher for the upcoming island talent show.
They agreed with Chen Jianhai to return two days before the Beer Festival. Since there were daily Ocean Star luxury ferries between the island hotel and Langai Hotel, they could leave whenever they wanted.
Chen Jianhai had no worries.
As the ship's whistle blew, the giant luxury ferry cut through the blue waves, with white foam splashing against its sides.
Chen Jianhai, Xiao Lang, Kidneys, and Chicken Wings, having been on cruises before, were past the stage of excitement and amazement. However, it was Feng Di's first time, and he was ecstatic, running around, taking videos with island friends, as happy as a fool.
After about 40 minutes, the ferry arrived at Fumanyu Wharf. They boarded Langai Hotel's shuttle bus and soon arrived at the hotel.
"Boss, you're back."
Wen Zifan had received the news early and was waiting at the hotel entrance.
"Whoa, why do you seem taller!"
Chen Jianhai was shocked to see Wen Zifan, feeling she looked taller than he remembered.
"It's because I'm wearing different shoes today. Do they look good?"
Wen Zifan's voice came through.
Chen Jianhai, not suspecting anything, glanced down at her shoes.
He saw Wen Zifan's slender legs smoothly leading into a pair of black pointed high heels.
"These heels are quite high!"
Chen Jianhai was taken aback.
They must be at least 8 centimeters, right? How can anyone walk in these? But he had to admit, they did look good!
"Nice."
Chen Jianhai honestly voiced his thoughts and then looked up, meeting Wen Zifan's amber peach blossom eyes.
Her eyes were bright and clear, the gentle hue softening her face, adding a touch of warmth and charm.
Normally, after exchanging glances, they would look away and continue with their work or conversations.
But now,
Chen Jianhai felt like a target.
Her peach blossom eyes were fixed on him, as if countless small flowers were shooting out from those amber eyes, aiming straight at his heart.
Chen Jianhai blushed deeply, quickly averting his gaze.
What's wrong with Wen Zifan today? Why is she staring like that?
Although he had banned secret photography in the hotel, he couldn't stop a female rogue from looking at him like that!
Seeing Chen Jianhai's blushing face and almost fleeing figure, Wen Zifan chuckled, her slender legs stepping confidently in her high heels as she followed him into the hotel.