The next message was from Xie Lingxun.
Xie Lingxun: Brother Lu, the typhoon has made landfall! Dancing.jpg
Xie Lingxun: I checked the weather forecast. The typhoon should leave this Saturday. Can we head out to sea next Monday?
Lu Ao backed out and checked. Next Monday was the twenty-sixth. If they delayed any longer, this would be pushed into November.
Lu Ao readily agreed: No problem. If the typhoon is gone by next Monday, we'll set off.
Xie Lingxun: Thanks, Brother Lu!
Xie Lingxun: Then I'll let them know to prepare. Including me, there'll be seven of us. We'll pay you three thousand yuan a day. You provide food, lodging, and the boat. We'll probably be out at sea for five days. How does that sound?
Lu Ao: My boat isn't very suitable for offshore fishing. I'll find another boat for you.
Lu Ao: If you're only going out to catch GT, you won't need five days. Around three days should be enough.
Xie Lingxun: That fast? Then I'll discuss it with them again?
Lu Ao: Mm.
Lu Ao: Let me know after you've discussed it.
Xie Lingxun: No problem.
Lu Ao went on to reply to the others.
More than half an hour later, he had finally replied to every message.
Lu Ao checked the time. It was already 9:23.
Usually, it was almost time for them to go to bed.
Seeing his gloomy expression, Song Zhou checked the time too and chuckled. "How about we push bedtime back an hour tonight and play for a while first?"
Lu Ao immediately agreed. "No problem. Let's finish the tasks in the game first!"
Lu Ao quite liked playing games, especially with Song Zhou.
Song Zhou played with him for an hour and a half, and Lu Ao still wanted more.