Chapter 1184 - 1181:

"Swearing someone into a corner? On New Year's Eve, isn't that a bit much?" Ah Qing remarked upon hearing Sister Zhiyu's words, her expression slightly strange as she indicated it might be a bit inappropriate.

Sister Zhiyu never spoke empty words. When she said she swore at her dad until he was crouching in a corner, then that meant her dad was definitely crouching in a corner, head in hands, in defense mode.

But doing such intense swearing during the festive season might have a bit of a negative impact?

"I don't know what to say; on New Year's Eve, to arrange a matchmaking for me, it's like he's got nothing else to do."

Chen Zhiyu complained with a face full of grievances. Originally, the family was having a reunion dinner, but forcibly pulled in a group of people instead. She was already troubled with business matters recently, and now her father added to it, almost causing her to explode with anger.

"In the past, I had time for dating, and he would nitpick. Now, being busy with work, he pushes me to go on a blind date. Anyone who can hold their temper must be made of clay..."

"Moreover, the matchmaking candidate is just a mess; I don't even know where my dad found him. Young, sleek hair and face, speaking pretentiously old-fashioned, sitting in the private room, I'm afraid my phone suddenly opens for GPS, and Ahmei barges in."

Chen Zhiyu had evidently bottled up a lot of anger. Upon hearing Ah Qing inquire about her situation, she spilled all the reasons for her anger and her discontent.

"Hmm? I heard you just now mention, is there an issue with the fishing venue's operation?"

Ansheng gossiped while asking about the matter Chen Zhiyu had mentioned moments ago.

Regarding the fishing resort industry, although initially saying she didn't want shares, Chen Zhiyu still gave dividend rights, allowing annual earnings from dividends.

"It's not really anything major, just that during the New Year period, we entertained some wealthy guests, and the bait was practically gold-plated, directly making the fish in the rivers picky..."

Chen Zhiyu shook her head while discussing the current troublesome issue at the fishing site.

Brother Fu's bait used a mix of river shrimp and tender corn, alluring the fish in the rivers into bewilderment, daily haunting them, making them eventually disdain and mock ordinary bait.

Typically, when fishermen would bait, the fish would swim into the spot and feast.

Now, after the fishermen finish baiting, the fish in the rivers won't bite but instead swim to the shore to see what the fishermen are baiting with.

If it doesn't suit them, they'll turn and leave. Some even squat at the shore, looking at the fishermen: smacking their lips, tch tch.

"Nowadays, it's no longer fishing; according to statistics, in January, 2000 bags of fish hooks were sold, while nets and extended metal rods sold over a thousand units."

"We now have to sail out daily to gather the shoes the fishermen throw into the river." Chen Zhiyu said:

"Fishing doesn't compare to netting, netting doesn't compare to throwing, and throwing doesn't compare to catching the fish off guard with a kick."

The fish in the rivers are becoming increasingly savvy, aspiring for better pursuits, shedding worldly desires.

"That's nothing difficult—close the venue for two days, release the foul fish from the fishing site, and bring in a new pool of fish." Upon hearing this, Ansheng couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"The service industry must do its job well; allowing them to sabotage the fishermen, where can we find people to bait the fish!"

"The orcas are still waiting for their fries!"

"They're practically disrupting ecological balance, messing up the entire food chain..."

Master Fuli slapped the table with his paw, grandly entrusted all training matters to Chen Zhiyu.

The point of concern for Chen Zhiyu wasn't hard to think about—having fewer big fish in the venue might affect revenue.

But allowing it to run wild isn't feasible; Ansheng straightforwardly proposed that the big fish should be certified for their roles.

"Earning money is really tough..."

Listening to the dialogue between Little Fox and Sister Zhiyu, Ah Qing's face lit up with a hint of astonishment as she looked at Sister Lin Ying and quipped, "Now even fish need licenses..."

"All I can say is that standardized operations are a growing pain every mature company needs to experience." Lin Ying explained with a sip of milk tea from the shop, smiling at Ah Qing.

The fishing site isn't a single entity but is tied to the entire Qingao Island resort, no longer a small enterprise, naturally can't ruin its reputation.

"Whoosh—"

During the chat, time gradually reached nine o'clock. Suddenly, in the sky, a bright light exploded, vibrant fireworks rose in the sky, creating a thunderous sound.

The radiant light projected through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the restaurant's private room.

The chatter inside the room paused at the moment the fireworks erupted.

"Wow—"

A series of fireworks ascended, followed by a large formation of drones rising from the ground, in the sky painting a dazzling galaxy of light.

Fireworks rained down from the sky, akin to stray meteors, exceptionally breathtaking.

Ah Qing walked to the window, face shining brightly, looking up at the continuously transforming drone formation.

"This is definitely cool!"

Under the blaze of vibrant fireworks, Ansheng couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

Drone fireworks shows did exist in his previous life too.

But Ansheng never got to see one, being single and alone, unable to find company, friends around him either leading wives with kids or families gathered around the TV.

Ansheng could only flop onto the seat, with fellow single buddies playing mahjong or cards—it left no time to watch fireworks.

"Xiaolan, look! Fox, opening Heaven's Gate with a sword!"

The fireworks show gradually reached a climax—up in the sky, the drone formation transformed again, creating a pixelated Nine-tailed Fox leaping forward in the night sky, wielding a hammer akin to a long sword, heavily striking at a circular hoop in the sky.

As the hammer swung, the sky's hoop burst into colorful fireworks spreading outward.

Ah Qing pulled Ansheng along, eagerly pressing against the floor-to-ceiling window to watch the spectacular sky performance.

Except.

The more Ansheng watched, the stranger his expression became.

A pixelated Nine-tailed Fox could be said to be just an accidental arrangement.

But as the Nine-tailed Fox left, the sky's drone hoop transformed into a large white dog, while another set of drones rose into a sun, and Doggy jumped to devour the sun.

The Nine-tailed Fox made a comeback...

Foxes, Doggies, snakes, hedgehogs—eventually even an Orca jumped in.

"Was this fireworks show sponsored by our Spirit Beast Gang or the Security Bureau?"

Ansheng asked, full of strange surprise, turning to Chen Zhiyu sitting at the tea table with Lin Ying.

The drone shapes include some local Sea Suppression Tower or similar features, but in their choice of animal performances, there aren't traditional creatures like dragons, phoenixes, or qilins.

They're all oddly niche, yet coincidentally the stars of Spirit Beast Gang.

Could this possibly be a case of internal favoritism?

Otherwise, why are all the Spirit Beast Gang members' heads posted up there?