"Huh? Is that a school of yellow croaker?"
"They glow?"
"It's a school of yellow croaker..."
"So schools of yellow croaker really do glow in the sea!"
"Holy shit, we actually ran into a school of yellow croaker..."
Not just the young men, but Fatty and the others were overjoyed too. Their eyes gleamed like wolves' as they turned to ask, "Are there any fishing nets? Are there any nets on the boat?"
"Right, right! Are there any nets on the boat?"
The young men were a little bewildered by their questions.
"Fishing nets?"
"No!"
"What would we bring fishing nets for?"
"Ah... no fishing nets?" Anyone could hear the disappointment in their voices.
Ye Yaodong was disappointed too, but he had already thought of that. This was a yacht, and they had come out to fish with rods. There was no way they would have brought nets, nor had they hired his group to catch fish. Still, he really did find it a pity.
Hong Wenle thought it was a bit of a shame too, but he was not particularly disappointed. He was simply curious; this was his first time seeing yellow croaker glowing in the sea as well.
"It's a bit of a shame to miss out because we didn't bring nets, but getting to see them is good enough. We don't necessarily have to catch them."
The men inwardly rolled their eyes. Only rich people like these could say something like that so casually.
Comparing yourself to others really could drive you mad.
They gazed longingly at the school of large yellow croaker, feeling as though something were clawing at their insides. It was like money dropping right before their eyes, yet they could not reach out and pick it up. It was unbearable.
The young men