Zhang Yang shook his head: "I used to hang out in the provincial capital for a while and didn't participate in many competitions, so it's normal not to know anyone!
Let's have a meal next time. I'm going to pack up and head back soon. There's no one watching the store, and I have to mind it in the afternoon! Locking up the store to go fishing during the National Day holiday is a bit extravagant!"
"Uh, fair enough! Once a stranger, twice a friend. Let's find a chance another day!"
"Definitely!"
Seeing Zhang Yang refuse without hesitation, Chen Xueqiang didn't insist further, nodded, and stood up.
Although he didn't catch many fish today, he gained experience and started chatting with Zhang Yang—something Chen Xueqiang found worthwhile for the trip.
After finishing a cigarette, Zhang Yang called out loudly: "Boss, selling fish!"
Liu Mazi, hearing the call, quickly pushed over a four-wheeled cart.
"You did well this morning! Packing up so early, not staying longer?"
