Super Zoo

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The public channel on the radio is not encrypted, so as long as you are within the range of the radio's transmission, you can hear the conversations on the public channel. The sand dredging boats operate on the river surface, and for the sake of convenience and safety, they are likely to be equipped with radio equipment.

In other words, the conversation that the fishermen just had on the radio could very well have been overheard by the people on the sand dredging boats.

"I wasn't careful, I wasn't careful!" Gu kept slapping his thigh, looking extremely dismayed.

Being young and with less exposure to the sinister aspects of society, Nangong Huang didn't understand and asked, "So what if they heard it, what's the big deal?"

"Gu, let's drive the boat over there and take a look," Suming said with a stern face.

Before Gu's fishing boat had gone halfway, they heard a commotion over the radio interspersed with a strange young voice taunting, "Don't get cocky, our boss has taken the knife fish, the money is all there for you..."

Throughout the public channel, aside from that arrogant voice, all the other fishermen unanimously maintained silence, no one daring to speak up.

Then there was a burst of noise, and the radio communication from the boat across cut off.

"Oh no!" Gu sighed while steering the boat, "It's rare to catch knife fish, and we were too elated to remember this. If those people heard us, what good things can we keep safe?"

"Uncle Gu, what are they trying to do?" Nangong Huang asked, puzzled.

"You live off the land or the water you're near, and the sand dredging boat owners don't just dredge sand, they also have business in the fish market," Gu replied, looking at Suming and shaking his head with a wry smile, "Mr. Su, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep those knife fish."

"You mean they are trying to intercept us?" Having come from a 'little ruffian' background himself, Nangong Huang was quick-tempered, "Why should they? There's always an order to things, right? Are they going to rob us in broad daylight? If it's about who offers more, I don't believe they have more money than my brother-in-law!" Having spent tens of thousands on clothes for this kid the last time, Nangong Huang had a blind faith in Suming's financial power.

"It's not like they'll rob us, but they'll surely offer less than the market price," Gu explained, "They're the local bullies, and our fellow villagers still have to make a living on the Yangtze River. When they ask for something, who dares to offend them?"

"Enough of this. Let's drive the boat over and take a look," Suming waved his hand.

Zhao Yun stood at the bow of the boat with his arms crossed, shaking his head regretfully. Nangong Huang, unable to suppress his anger, exclaimed, "Mr. Zhao, all of you are respected figures in society, and you just respond with a wry smile when bullied? You don't fight back at all? If you ask me, you should just do what you need to boldly. If anything happens, my entire family are police officers, we've got you covered!"

Lately, the boy had started to show some sense, finally acting like a proper second-generation under Suming's guidance and realizing he could leverage his family's influence.

"The police of Yangchuan City don't have jurisdiction over Huayin County," Zhao Yun shook his head and nodded towards Suming standing at the bow, "You think I'm just wryly smiling for nothing? You still don't understand your brother-in-law. He could stir up trouble out of nothing; if someone really provoked him, do you think he would let it go?"

"Don't teach the kid bad habits, Mr. Zhao. I am a respectable person!" Suming turned to glare at him.

By the time they met up with Liao's fishing boat, a small boat from the opposing sand dredging vessel had already left. Gu set up a plank several meters long, and Suming wobbled onto Liao's fishing boat.

Liao was about the same age as Gu, in his forties, a lean man with dark skin who was squatting on the deck, smoking gloomily.

The deck was a mess, pots and pans overturned, and a large fishing net was pulled into a tangle and thrown aside.

As Suming boarded the ship, Liao looked up with a helpless, bitter smile.

On his dark, wrinkled face was a very clear slap mark,

"Liao, did they get physical?" Suming frowned deeply and asked in a heavy tone. It was one thing to cut in line when selling fish, but physical violence was another matter altogether, fundamentally different.

Even in the days when Zhou Jin bullied the market, in most cases, he would not resort to hitting people in the fish market, after all, both the market and the Yangchuan fisheries relied on these grassroots workers to survive.

"Ah, don't mention it. I said the fish were already reserved and argued with them for a bit, then those fellows started hitting. I'm really sorry, Mr. Su, for not keeping the knife fish for you. My family still needs to make a living on the river, I really couldn't afford to fall out with them..." Liao was a decent man, having been beaten yet still apologizing profusely to Suming for not keeping his promise.

"It's alright, it's alright." Of course, Suming couldn't blame Liao, so he asked, "How much did they offer you?"

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Liao was indignant, "A thousand yuan a kilo, originally they said it would be five thousand, but those youngsters didn't bring enough cash, so they only gave me two thousand—still owe me three thousand."

"Liao, are you out of your mind? For such a large knife fish, Mr. Su would pay three thousand, and they only give you one thousand, that's plain robbery!" Gu came up from the gangplank and couldn't help interrupting upon hearing what Liao said.

"What can I do about it, you know what they're like. If I didn't give them the fish today, they'd come smash up my fishing boat tonight!" Liao said, his voice choked with anger.

"Gu, don't be so hard on him. We all have it tough."

Suming stood at the bow of the boat, one hand on the canopy, looking in another direction. Two speedboats had just appeared from the sand harvesting boat—one was heading towards Liao's location, and the other was aimed at the direction of Shen's boat, which had caught a Chinese sturgeon.

From a distance, one could see that a speedboat had already left the direction of Shen's boat and was quickly returning to the sand harvester.

"Shen, Shen!" Suming turned on the radio and asked, "What's happening over there?"

"Mr. Su, it's me, Shen!" Shen replied urgently over the radio, "They took the two sturgeons as well, didn't pay me a penny, and said I was illegally fishing protected animals. If it wasn't for the fact that they knew me, they'd have reported me to the water police! Mr. Su, I followed your orders exactly when I kept those two sturgeons on the boat. If they really report it, you have to vouch for me!"

Suming almost laughed in anger. These people really had the gall to blame the very theft they committed, accusing the victim of a crime?

In broad daylight, in a clear and righteous world, is there no law left? I didn't bother when this lousy boat dug holes all over the river, but now they even rob the fishermen of their catches, and they dare to rob my head?!

Suming had spent the past few days in Huayin County, visiting several households and truly feeling how hard the lives of fishermen were. Depending on the fishing season to make a living, a good year for those like Gu could only bring in fifty to sixty thousand yuan, enough to support a large family. Even more of them, like Liao, didn't even have a house, and had to live on fishing boats. They seldom encountered good luck; at most, a few kilos of knife fish caught after great effort might bring a little over ten thousand yuan.

Farmers and fishermen, they all earn money through hard labor, especially those working on the water. Fishermen literally risk their lives. Robbing fishermen, those people have utterly bad consciences!

"Gu, what is the name of the owner of that sand harvesting boat?" Suming asked with a grave face.

Having been with Suming for a long time, Su Meng could almost read his thoughts and occasionally communicated with him through spiritual power. So when Suming slightly frowned, Su Meng sensed Suming's mood swing and fiercely swung his fist into the wind, emitting a 'ho ho' growl from his throat.

"Don't you act recklessly!" Zhao Yun hurriedly grabbed Suming, "I know you can deal with them, but like I said, after you leave, they will definitely retaliate against these fishermen. The unfortunate ones will still be the fishermen; these people are ruthless and do not regard the law at all."

"Then that's great, I'll educate them about the law for free." Suming scoffed coldly, "Don't worry, I have a plan, and it won't involve the fishermen."

After finding out about the sand harvesting boat owner's background, Suming called Baldy, "I'm asking about someone, the one from Baihe Town across from Huayin County, named Wu Dacheng. Do you know him?"

Baldy, previously with Zhou Jin, was also a heavy hitter in Yangchuan City, well-known in society. Baihe Town was just across the Yangtze River from Yangchuan City; they were all from the same social circles, so Baldy should have some understanding of that Wu Dacheng.

After the incident with Zhou Jin, Baldy had turned over a new leaf and became a department manager at the fisheries company, working for Suming. Strictly speaking, he was working for Liang Shi, in charge specifically of dealing with all the wholesalers and retailers in Yangchuan's fish market. Continue your adventure at My Virtual Library Empire

Taoyuan Fisheries was now the largest and offered the best quality of freshwater fish in Yangchuan City. Baldy had a comfortable life every day and didn't need to bully and dominate the market like in the past. He just waited for those fish sellers to come to him for supplies. With an old hustler like him in charge, the fish sellers in the market didn't dare to default on their payments, so the entire Yangchuan fish market operated in an orderly and positive cycle. The market management had even commended Baldy recently.

The only thing that made Baldy feel a bit gloomy was not being able to work directly under Suming. In the end, following a good boss was crucial; although Liang Shi was decent, he was too bookish, providing no common ground for the two of them.

The moment he received a call from Suming, Baldy got excited: "Wu Dacheng, I know him! The man indulges in all five vices and is quite infamous in Baihe Town, nicknamed 'Five Ministers.' We've had a few dealings before! What's up, Mr. Su, did he offend you? Bastard, that old good-for-nothing, Mr. Su, I'll take people over right now and kill that old beast..."

"What brothers, don't be foolish!" Suming had a way with people like Baldy, wielding a big stick and a carrot. He was never stingy when it came to rewards and would never mince his words when criticism was due, to keep them from getting too cocky and causing trouble.

"Alright, I got it, I'll have a talk with him. Business has been good at the fish market lately, you've worked hard," Suming said.

"It's my duty, Mr. Su, when will you come to inspect?" Baldy said with relish.

"I'll come when I have time."