Secretary Chen walked over to the father and son opposite him and asked with a smile, "What's going on? Why are you two arguing on the boat?"
Ye Yaodong turned to glance at him and said matter-of-factly, "We're not arguing. This is just how my dad and I talk."
Afraid of interfering with their salvage work, Ye Yaodong had deliberately gone to the opposite side of the boat to cast his net by the gunwale.
"What are you doing with a fishing net? Working so hard, not wasting a moment?"
"Yeah, most of the day has gone by, and only now does he remember to get a net and catch some fish..." Father Ye grumbled.
Secretary Chen smiled. "There don't seem to be any fish down there right now. Can you catch anything?"
"I'll give it a try. I'm not expecting much, just passing the time. I've got nothing else to do anyway, so I'll try a couple of casts." Ye Yaodong straightened out the net and shook it. "Step back a little, or I might hit you when I throw it."
"All right, all right..."
Secretary Chen answered and quickly stepped aside, then looked out at the sea, wanting to see what he could catch.
Where were the fish they had been talking about?
"Shit! Why is it a person?"
Ahem... Ye Yaodong stood awkwardly behind the crowd, exchanged a glance with Father Ye, then rubbed his nose. He hadn't known it would be such a coincidence either, that he would actually catch this soldier.
He looked at the officials. "I suggest all these People's Liberation Army Comrades go get oxygen together. They've been taking turns diving at high intensity all day. Although they've had breaks, they've been holding their breath too long and too often. That can easily