The entire ocean is my fishing ground.

Chapter 83 attracted a powerful dragon crossing the river?

At Huangni Village Wharf, the huge red backdrop that read "Shao's Fisheries, Setting Sail" looked particularly ironic amidst the chaotic crowd.

The sirens had long since died down, leaving only the reporters' sharp questions and the creditors' angry roars.

"Shao Kun. My payment for the fish fry. Three million. If you don't give it to me today, I'm not done with you."

The owner of a farm who was calling Shao Kun his brother yesterday now had bulging veins on his neck.

"And there's the payment for my equipment. Mr. Shao, that's not what you said yesterday. You said we were strategic partners."

"Give me back my money. Shao Kun, you liar."

The bank representative, who had once been treated as an honored guest, also abandoned his previous politeness. A middle-aged man squeezed to the front and almost poked a document into Shao Kun's face.

"Mr. Shao, according to the supplementary agreement we signed, if force majeure causes the value of the mortgaged assets to become zero, our bank has the right to demand that you immediately repay all loan principal and interest. Please handle this immediately."

Shao Kun's secretary tried desperately to stop the crowd, but was pushed to the ground by an angry supplier, leaving a dirty shoe print on his expensive suit.

"Mr. Shao... Mr. Shao..."

The secretary's voice was choked with sobs as she looked desperately at Shao Kun, who was surrounded by the crowd.

Shao Kun's ears were ringing, and those faces that had once worn ingratiating smiles were now all distorted.

His trusted confidants, who were supposed to lead the applause, had long since disappeared.

He wanted to speak, to say something, to maintain his last shred of dignity.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth without warning, splattering onto the snow-white shirt of the bank representative at the front.

The world fell silent for a second.

What followed was even greater chaos.

He vomited blood.

"Call an ambulance immediately."

Shao Kun swayed, the world before his eyes spun, and the last thing he saw was the numb yet slightly gleeful face of the fishermen from Huangni Village.

He fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the platform, completely unconscious.

……

Dozens of nautical miles away.

On the deep blue sea, the Poseidon rested quietly.

Inside the bridge, a huge holographic screen is broadcasting live footage of the chaotic scene at Huangni Village Wharf.

The satellite signal clearly captured the moment Shao Kun collapsed, spitting blood, and the crowd that surged forward afterward.

Lin Chen held a cup of hot tea, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

Zhou Dazhuang couldn't help but smack his lips.

"Brother Chen, this old guy... he's finished just like that? That was way too fast."

"quick?"

Lin Chen put down his teacup.

"He leveraged capital he couldn't control and bet everything on a fragile ecosystem. From the moment he decided to buy out the fishing grounds, the ending was already written."

He had barely finished speaking.

[Business forecasting module activated...]

[Detection indicates that the target individual, Shao Kun, has zero commercial value, and his asset portfolio is about to enter bankruptcy liquidation proceedings.]

[Warning: Mysterious funds originating from offshore financial centers have been detected attempting to acquire Shaw Fisheries' debt portfolio at a low price through multiple shell companies.]

[Preliminary analysis: The intention behind this funding is not to collect debts, but rather to acquire the coastal fishing operation rights that Shao's Fisheries Group has mortgaged to the bank.]

[Risk Assessment: The new entrant's modus operandi is unknown; potential threat level: high.]

Lin Chen's eyebrows twitched slightly.

interesting.

Having just killed a local hyena, they attracted a fierce dragon that had crossed the river?

He originally thought that after Shao Kun's downfall, there would be a vacuum period in the provincial capital market, giving him enough time to make his plans.

It now appears that someone wants to directly seize the fruits of victory.

Meanwhile, in the provincial capital.

Marriott Hotel, Executive Chef's Office on the Top Floor.

Tang Zhen, the general manager of the Marriott Hotel, was pacing back and forth on the expensive handmade wool carpet, looking irritable.

"Still no news about Lin Chen?"

He asked Luo Yi, who was standing to the side, for the third time.

Luo Yi's expression was equally grim, and he shook his head.

"We can't get through on the phone, we've tried all the ways to contact them, it's like we've completely lost contact. It's not just us, the entire high-end restaurant circle in the provincial capital is going crazy."

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and a junior manager from the purchasing department rushed in, stumbling and scrambling.

"President Tang! Chef Luo! Something terrible has happened!"

"explain."

Tang Zhen's voice carried a suppressed anger.

"On the black market, a farmed grouper weighing less than two pounds is already being sold for eight thousand yuan. And it's dead. Even so, you can't get your hands on one."

"What?"

Luo Yi was so shocked that his voice changed tone.

"And...and the Li family's Haitian Pavilion and the Wang family's Imperial Kitchen, they started limiting their supply at noon today, and I heard they'll be closing tonight because...because the seafood boxes are empty."

Tang Zhen stopped and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling city below.

News of the red tide has spread throughout the city, and everyone knows that there will be no fish to catch in the near seas for a long time to come.

Restaurants that rely on top-quality live seafood have had their lifeline taken away.

In his Marriott Hotel's cold storage, only some frozen products remained.

If those discerning VIPs found out that they spent tens of thousands of dollars to eat fish that had long since died, Marriott's Michelin signboard would be smashed tomorrow.

"Lin Chen..."

As Tang Zhen read the name, his fists clenched unconsciously.

This young man always appears at the most crucial moment, and disappears at the most crucial moment.

Now, the whole city is looking for him.

Whoever finds him will control the discourse on top-quality ingredients in the entire provincial capital for the next few months.

But where is he?

At this moment, Lin Chen, who was being searched for throughout the city, was standing in front of the Poseidon's massive refrigerated hold.

The Pioneer and several other captured ships formed a ring around the perimeter, creating a temporary harbor at sea.

"Brother Chen, all external communications have been cut off. We are now in a state of complete silence."

Sun Heizi ran over to report, his face beaming with barely suppressed excitement.

"very good."

Lin Chen nodded.

He ordered the hatch of one of the hibernation pods to be opened.

A pure ocean scent wafted over. Inside the cabin, countless large, golden yellow croakers floated quietly in a pale blue active preservation solution, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

Each of these fish weighs over three pounds and is in perfect condition.

This is gold worth over 150 million.

"Dad, Dazhuang, start the classification process."

"All those weighing over four pounds are classified as premium grade and stored separately."

"Three to four pounds, grade one."

"The rest, level two."

"All operations must be performed with care, so as not to damage the fish in the slightest."

Lin Jianguo looked at the fish with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but ask.

"Xiao Chen, aren't we going back? If we go back now, we can sell these fish for whatever price we want."

"Dad, that's not enough."

"The market is currently in a state of panic, not despair."

He has to wait.

Tang Zhen sold the last frozen fish in his cold storage.

Those big shots who are used to delicacies from land and sea go crazy just to eat a bite of live fish.

When everyone thought the market was completely dead.

He will appear with this ship full of gold when everyone needs it most.

What he wants is not a high price, but the power to set prices.

It holds the pricing power over the entire provincial capital's seafood market.

Lin Chen looked at the warning about "mysterious overseas funds".

Want to pick some peaches?

can.

I'm just worried that your hands aren't strong enough.