479: Chapter 479 Finally, We t 479: Chapter 479 Finally, We t A group of people quickly arrived at the first location, a large reservoir.
Calling it a reservoir, it was actually just a section of a river that had been cut off, it’s just a pity that there didn’t seem to be any power-generating facilities like turbines below.
Such places are more suitable for fish farming but make it easy for fish to escape.
This place isn’t suited for breeding fish fry; however, there’s no issue with rearing adult fish.
But Zhao Guang could already imagine that in the early days, many people would be waiting for the sluice gates to open, then waiting to pick up fish.
Maybe this could even beco an industry, supporting quite a few people.
Normally, this kind of thing would be a joy to see, but when you’re the one who’s going to be the big sucker, it’s kind of depressing.
“Look, there they are, they’re coming,” soone called out from a distance, a crowd waiting at the site.
Seeing the convoy, everyone sprang into action.
They all knew this was a major project, as the higher-ups had inford them earlier.
Once the project was completed, everyone in the vicinity would benefit.
Not to ntion the tourists who would likely co in droves.
It might have been hard to imagine before that people would co to a reservoir especially to see fish farming.
But when the fish in question are White Marlins, that’s a whole different story.
These creatures will be as common as five pigs—no, even more widespread and far-reaching than that in the future.
“Where, where, I don’t see them.”
Li Dujuan looked through the crowd, but where was that familiar figure?
Zhao Yan wore an odd smile, “Look, there.
Isn’t that the most conspicuous one over there?”
“Most conspicuous, how is it conspicuous?
I don’t see it, Dad, do you see him?”
Zhao Feng also frowned, wondering how he couldn’t recognize his son after such a short ti.
Could he be developing dentia?
He’d never heard of a father not recognizing his own son.
But he couldn’t admit to that, so Zhao Feng glanced around as he spoke, “Ah, ah, isn’t that him over there?”
Li Dujuan was surprised.
How could she be the only one who couldn’t recognize him?
How could a mother fail to recognize her son?
One only hears of people getting beaten so badly their mothers can’t recognize them.
Could her son have been beaten up?
No, that couldn’t be right.
Seeing their expressions, she demanded, “Exactly where is he, Yanzi, tell clearly.” Li Dujuan was getting annoyed, and seeing this, Zhao Yan didn’t dare to beat around the bush any longer.
Pointing ahead, Zhao Yan said with suppressed laughter, “That one, the penguin over there, isn’t that him?”
A penguin?
Wait, the most dazzling penguin in the crowd, that was supposed to be a joke, right?
Looking closely, that face did indeed look familiar—it really was Guangzi, the rascal.
Zhao Feng looked over nonchalantly, ah, that really was his son.
He was about to say sothing, but then Zhao Feng thought better of it and kept quiet.
Speaking now would just reveal that he hadn’t recognized him earlier, how embarrassing.
Forget it, he’d settle with the kid when they got ho.
Look at what he’d learned in his ti away.
Didn’t he see all the officials around?
Couldn’t he just tone it down a bit?
Dressed in a ridiculous outfit in such cold weather, while others were dressed neatly in Sun Yat-sen suits, really made him stand out.
Even if he was afraid of cold, wearing a down jacket would be better than this nonsense.
As Zhao Feng was thinking this, Li Dujuan had already walked over.
The crowd parted instantly—after all, this was the mother of the big boss.
Who would dare to stop her?
“Aiyo, Mom, how co you’re here?” Zhao Guang sighed.
He knew he would run into her eventually.
But he couldn’t act too surprised; doing so would only make things seem stranger.
Acting is so exhausting, especially in front of one’s family.
“What on earth are you wearing?
Take it off right now,” Li Dujuan didn’t care for explanations and started pulling at it.
Zhao Guang quickly dodged, “No, wait, this is art, it’s art.” He had beco an artist, Zhao Guang wanted to cry but had no tears.
But what could he do?
To improve, he had to choose art.
“What art?
I think you’re just bored.
Take it off right now.”
“I can’t, I don’t have much on underneath,” Zhao Guang whispered.
“Oh really?
I’ll show you art,” Li Dujuan’s hand seed to conjure a stick out of nowhere.
Where had she gotten that?
Then, without rcy, she started hitting Zhao Guang’s backside.
Though the thick padding ant he couldn’t feel it, Zhao Guang was mortified, embarrassed.
Scanning his surroundings, Zhao Guang noticed everyone suddenly looking down, ostensibly fascinated by tiny stones on the ground.
Others looked up as if captivated by the clouds in the sky.
But the older n and won in the distance were all laughing heartily, pointing and comnting.
To the uninford, it looked like the opening scene of a rural drama, perhaps “Mother Teaching Her Son”?
“Alright, alright, stop it.
What are you doing?
So many people are watching, leave the boy so dignity.”
“Talking about dignity?
With this outfit, what dignity is left?” Li Dujuan stopped when pulled by Zhao Feng.
It had been a long ti since she had moved like that, and she was slightly out of breath, exhausted.
Zhao Guang, however, was relieved; he had taken care of his mother’s health with special treatnts.
Actually, it was just that his mom hadn’t noticed that if she really pushed it, she would realize her limits were far greater than she imagined.
“Guangzi’s status is different now, a billionaire and a key figure in our hotown’s developnt.
If you do this and sothing happens, how will others talk about us?”
People from the countryside do indeed care more about others’ opinions.
If it were people from the city, most wouldn’t care about opinions; they are more concerned with benefits.
“Exactly, let’s talk about this at ho,” Zhao Guang quickly added.
Go ho?
He was kidding himself.
As soon as this ended, he planned to run, never letting them catch him.
When his Lifebound Battle Skill was complete, he could go back to looking normal.
“Fine, we’ll settle this at ho.”
“Alright already, what’s everyone doing?
Don’t you know what day it is today?”
Zhao Yan quickly addressed the older n and won, who finally rembered that this was not the ti to be entertained.
If they wanted their hotown to thrive and their households to beco wealthy, they needed to rely on this person.
Many began to feel a twinge of regret.
Had they known, they wouldn’t have laughed so much.
But then again, it really was hilarious.
“I think that costu is quite nice, I’ll have my son wear one too,” an old man suddenly said with an idea.
“Exactly, my husband also likes that sort of thing,” another chid in.
And just like that, these older n and won seed to beco ardent fans of costu suits.
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