Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

Jones and Peter chatted on the pier, their eyes drifting to the sea from time to time.

"No, it's already past seven o'clock. Why hasn't a ship returned today?"

Pete was equally confused, murmured, and looked at Jones, "Have you reported it to your boss? Does your boss agree with Josh's approach?"

Jones snorted softly, "Reducing the price, of course he agrees. He hopes that these fishermen will give us the fish without paying."

Peter smiled silently, but then sighed, "Our boss also agreed. I really don't understand, are they really not worried at all?"

"There is nothing to worry about. I didn't see the situation of the fishermen yesterday. They went back to their homes as soon as they were blocked. It is impossible to expect them to fight for their own interests.

Our boss also felt confident after hearing about this situation. "

Jones is still a little resentful. They are a bunch of cowards with no organization or courage. No wonder they can continue to suck blood.

After all, he works part-time, and the price has little to do with him. And because he has been collecting fish here for a long time, he has become friends with many fishermen.

In terms of distance and distance, he was a capitalist, so he still felt that the fishermen were closer to him, but it was impossible for him to speak for the fishermen. This was a matter of professional ethics.

Another half hour passed, and the interest of the two in chatting had almost disappeared. So far, not a single ship had returned, and no matter how slow they were, they still felt that something was wrong.

Finally, the lights of the approaching fishing boat were seen in the distance, and the two of them arrived at the edge of the trestle.

"Yves, why are you so late today?" Jones asked curiously.

Yves whispered in his eldest son's ear and asked him to go back first. When he saw his son going ashore and leaving, he sighed and followed him ashore, "Today is so unfortunate. By 6 o'clock, I couldn't catch a single fish.

The sea area I was in was actually full of sharks, causing my fishing line to be broken for a long time. "

"No fish today?" Jones frowned slightly.

"Damn it, Jones, please don't keep reminding me, okay?" Yves was quite dissatisfied. After speaking, he snorted heavily and left the dock with his things on his back.

The two looked at each other, and Jones looked at the retreating figure and cursed, "You know how to lose your temper with me. Why were you so timid when you went to the town government yesterday?"

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with us, right?" Peter persuaded with a smile.

After waiting for another moment, Robert's boat came back, and this time it was Peter who came up to meet him. However, before he could ask, Robert was already cursing, "Bullshit, the whole day has been wasted."

"Robert, is it so late today?"

"Of course I'm waiting for the fish. It's really unlucky to be in the Air Force until so late." Robert replied,

Then he cursed and left. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Peter couldn't ask any more questions.

Initially, the two of them thought that these two ships were isolated phenomena, but then the fishing boats began to come back in large numbers, and each ship was an air force. This had to arouse their suspicion.

It is normal to say that there are few fish in one day. No one can say for sure what happens at sea.

But the two of them have been collecting fish for so many years, and they have never encountered a collective air force. Not a single boat caught a fish in a day. How is this possible?

By around ten o'clock, when all the fishing boats came back, there really wasn't a single fish.

"Robin, are you in the Air Force?" Jones asked one of them. There were about five or six ships in the last batch of ships.

Robin's acting skills were obviously not up to standard, so he forced himself to smile and nodded.

"Robin, are you kidding me? I clearly saw you laughing. How can you still laugh after being in the Air Force?"

Robin simply stopped pretending and burst out laughing. When he was done laughing, he straightened his face and said, "My wife gave birth to a son for me. Do you think I should be happy?"

Peter narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man on the other ship who was also grinning, "Avery, your wife also gave birth to a son?"

Aifu paused for a moment, thinking of Gene's instructions, and quickly put away his smile and nodded seriously: "Yes, Peter."

"Fart, Avri, your wife ran away two years ago, don't think I don't know."

Ai Fuli was embarrassed for a while. He answered so smoothly that he forgot that he didn't have a wife. In a hurry, he pointed at Robin next to him and said, "Actually, his wife is pregnant, and I also played a role."

Pete was stunned for a moment, let me go, there is so much information.

Robin was startled, and then he rushed over and pressed Ai Fuli on the deck. He stared wide-eyed and said, "Tell me, was it you who climbed over the wall last time I went home? You bastard, tell me, you and I When did your wife get involved?"

Ai Fuli couldn't laugh or cry, brother, you are taking the acting seriously, and you can't explain it at this time.

Jones and Peter looked at each other. The amount of information was even greater. They were stunned for a moment and quickly jumped on the boat to separate the two.

After persuading the two of them to leave one after another and turning around the pier, Robin chuckled and said, "Avery, how was my performance just now?"

"Son of a bitch, I thought your wife was really cheating."

"Avery, my brother, I doubt anyone will doubt you, because we took a bath together." Robin said and raised his little thumb and shook it.

"Well, I understand why your wife ran away."

Unexpectedly, Alfry was not angry either. He took out a toothpick from nowhere and said, "Robin, you know, this is only enough to fit between the teeth."

The two people who were originally acting actually started scolding each other. They were so angry that they almost took off their pants and took a ruler to measure them on the spot.

On the dock, Jones and Peter were silent for a long time. After a while, Peter said: "I think we need to talk to Josh."

"What did you say?" Jones blew out a smoke ring, his tone surprisingly calm.

"Do you think they are the real Air Force? It's obvious that they have a better place to sell them."

After saying this, Peter suddenly laughed, and his smile gradually became more and more bitter, "I thought they were in disarray yesterday, but now it seems they are just playing tricks on us. They must have discussed it long ago.

The reason for the demonstration yesterday was just to show the people in the town that they were not at fault. "

"Then who do you think their fish was sold to, and where was it traded?"

"You can't tell because they are so united. If anyone tells us, he will definitely become a public enemy in the team, unless we arrange for a ship to follow quietly tomorrow.

Or..., in my opinion, it must have something to do with that group of Orientals. "

"The most likely place for the transaction is Cape May or Wheelers, but no matter where they are, if they use the quota issued by Dennis and sell the fish to other places, it is illegal." Jones remained calm, and there was no trace of Annoyed look.

Peter was a little unhappy, feeling like he was being cheated on.

"Jones, it's just that they don't want the $200 per tail index money. There's not much harm."

"Aren't they afraid that the government won't give them quotas for next year's season?"

Peter glanced sideways at Jones, feeling that his old friend was a little slow-minded today, "First of all, when we went to negotiate yesterday, we said that the entire Pennsylvania and Connecticut would have the same price.

As long as they can get a higher price, they can accuse us of lying,

Secondly, why do you think they made trouble yesterday and why it ended in an anticlimax? It was a gesture to tell us and the government officials that they are not easy to mess with.

As for the targets for next year, does the government dare not release them?

That is the basis for their survival. At that time, they will not only ask for explanations with their mouths, but will even surround the government with guns. "

"what should we do?"

"Report it."