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The surveillance cameras in the store were turned off as the Electric Trailer slowly maneuvered to pull the yacht out of the door. The vehicle parked in the middle of the road, blocking it entirely. It was early morning, and there were no passersby or cars in sight. However, it was safer to block the road; if a car happened to come by and crashed into it, not only would there be no one to cover the damages, but they might also end up needing to pay for repairs.
After selecting a spot to launch the yacht, there was no need to call for a crane. Sections of the sliding rails extended from the Electric Trailer and connected to the dock below. The back end of the Electric Trailer lifted up, and several ropes gently released the yacht, allowing it to glide down the rails into the water.
Once the sliding rails were retracted and the ropes secured back to the dock, he hurried onto his yacht for a quick tour, hoping to take it out for a spin under the cover of night. Sitting in the driver's seat, he noticed that all the gauges remained unresponsive, flashing red lights and sounding alarms. There was no fuel or water—only electricity left, which meant more expenses ahead!
With no fuel, there was no way to set sail. Every boat must report before leaving port—both to Maritime authorities and Border Defense. It required some time on his phone to complete all necessary notifications. This yacht wasn’t even registered; if it went out to sea, it would be stopped immediately, leading to serious trouble.
With no fuel and nothing else to do, he pulled out the Five-Star Key and locked up the yacht before heading home for some sleep. Tomorrow he would have Shipyard handle all necessary registrations and refuel before anything else!
He decided not to add water just yet; he could fill up later in the villa area where they had filtered spring water—much better than the tap water here.
Carrying a Router home, this small device was an accessory for the yacht. Plugging it into his home Router would save him four hundred dollars on Internet fees after an hour at sea.
Last night, Old Zhang had pleased Aunt Zhang quite well; when he woke up this morning, his legs felt weak. They had been in Nanchang for two days now—working hard during the day and playing hard at night—Old Zhang had lost several pounds over that time.
Looking at Aunt Zhang lounging beside him, Old Zhang shifted slightly and said, “Dear, let’s go play at Ganjiang today! We can set up a tent there tonight and save some money; I brought one along! The one with Atmosphere Light!”
Old Zhang was making quite a sacrifice just to fish at Ganjiang—both in energy and stamina. “You shameless old man! You’ll need to find a secluded spot for that tent! Should we rent a car?” Aunt Zhang asked with tender concern as she traced circles on Old Zhang’s chest.
“Yes, we should rent a car. I’ve found a good spot; it’s a bit far—over thirty kilometers away.”
“Let’s rent a car first and then buy some ingredients and drinks. After that, I’ll handle fishing while you cook. Don’t forget to buy plenty of oysters; I love those!” As soon as he finished speaking, Old Zhang threw off his blanket and dashed into the bathroom with his phone.
He sent a message to Shi Chui asking him for coordinates. They had passed through Lianxi Town earlier; it was quiet by the river at night—perfect for setting up tents.
Old Zhang was indeed coming over today; he had really traveled all the way to Jiangxi! Sending coordinates to Old Zhang, Shi Chui glanced at Shui Bi Zhang and Da Gui Wang beside him.
Except for Old Zhang from Shandong, Old Li, and San Shixiong, everyone here recognized Old Zhang.
“What do you want?” Hearing Shi Chui mention Old Zhang’s name made Shandong Old Zhang look up sharply at him. Shi Chui’s voice had been low earlier; he hadn’t caught everything but was sure he heard Old Zhang’s name mentioned.
Shandong Old Zhang felt his ticket wasn’t wasted; although expectations weren’t high, he had gained quite a lot during these few days. His records had been broken multiple times already; he currently weighed forty-one pounds less than before, causing his return date to be pushed back repeatedly.
"Not calling you, just Old Zhang from Sanya is coming over to fish together later. You're older than him, so in Jiangxi, you're Da Zhang to avoid confusion." Turning around, he handed a cigarette to Da Zhang, and Shi Chui chuckled.
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