In the zoo, Mr. Song's word was the law, and by the side of Shuijun Lake, Suming was the law!
"There's not much point in involving the police station with this matter. At most, they'll grab those little ruffians, give them a brief education, and release them. It doesn't really 'cure the illness or save the people.' To deal with these types, you have to let them know that Ma Wang has three eyes!"
He made a direct call to Dong, and before long, Dong arrived with seven or eight young security guards who stord down to Shuijun Lake, grabbing necks and pressing down shoulders, dragging and kicking those little ruffians all the way to the security office.
"There's no law and order anymore!" Mr. Dong slamd his leather belt heavily on the table with a dull thud.
Don't be fooled by Mr. Dong's friendliness in normal tis; he was a bonafide reconnaissance soldier who had retired from the military, and one who had seen action—a tough character. With just a darkened face, he could scare soone to death. His fighting skills were also exceptional; with a baton wrapped in rubber, he greeted those little ruffians with a rciless flurry of blows. They were beaten so badly that each one cried for their fathers and mothers, none capable of getting up, and strangely there were no visible injuries.
"Dong, that's enough. They're just kids who don't know any better. Why bother with them? Keep at it for another ten minutes, then send them to the police station," Suming suggested kindly.
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"Hello, everyone. I'm Nangong Yan, an intern reporter from Yangchuan Television Station, reporting live from the zoo, where I am covering the fish-riding activity. The zoo's fish-riding activity has been running for a full two weeks, providing the public an excellent place for leisure and entertainnt. According to our research, our city's zoo is the first in the country, and even the world, to popularize the fish-riding project..."
On TV, behind reporter Nangong Yan was a long line of visitors waiting to ride the fish.
The fish-riding activity had been running smoothly for two weeks, other than so minor issues with ticket scalpers at the start, and was a huge hit every day.
In order to ensure the fish's stamina, Suming adjusted the opening hours based on the zoo's flow of visitors, setting them to four days a week—Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday—with only one hour in the morning and three hours in the afternoon.
Because Suming employed a strategy of scarcity marketing, limiting the availability, he could ensure that there would be a long period when the big fish would not be left idle.
He had calculated the inco from this period, and at this rate, the five fish and one alligator turtle would collectively generate a revenue that would far exceed that of the pleasure boats, approaching one hundred fifty thousand in just one month!
Sixty yuan for a ride was actually a price made for the benefit of the public. If he wanted, he could charge two hundred yuan per ride, and people would still be willing to pay. But since it was a zoo, aside from making money, he also had to consider public welfare. It wasn't necessary to earn an extra few hundred thousand at the risk of being labeled sothing detrintal, which could affect future developnt.
He had called Professor Chu and decided to give Liang Shi, as an internship wage, three thousand yuan.
Managing the big fish was practically Liang Shi's major, so Professor Chu naturally had no objections. After expressing gratitude, he asked Suming over the phone to take good care of Liang Shi.
If it were a master's student studying sothing like computer science, three thousand yuan for a month's internship salary would be considered quite average. But Liang Shi's field of study was rather niche, and most people didn't get any internship stipend at all, being able to eat was good enough, and finding a job after graduation was difficult. Now, not only was Liang Shi well-fed and well-accommodated, but he was also earning three thousand yuan. He could probably be considered the best off among his peers.
Since Suming had contracted Shuijun Lake, there was no need to pay extra managent fees to the zoo. Deducting what was paid to Liang Shi and the expenses for the fish and alligator turtle's food and drink, the pure profit from the fish-riding activity in one month exceeded one hundred thousand yuan.
With this addition to the pleasure boat inco, the entertainnt activities on Shuijun Lake were already generating over one and a half million in revenue for Suming per year!
Of course, during winter the pleasure boat business slumped, and the fish-riding activity was also subject to weather conditions—no swimming during rain, snow, or cold weather. Even so, on an annual basis, the entertainnt activities on Shuijun Lake would still bring in a substantial inco of a million yuan!
Even for Suming, this was a sum that couldn't be ignored—it was a stable inco! Even if the fish farming business suffered an unexpected setback, Suming could live comfortably on the inco from the entertainnt activities alone.
In fact, looking at it now, it seed highly unlikely that the fish farming business would run into major trouble.
The only enemy, Zhou Jin, was still in the hospital and could never have imagined that the garfish he had sent were now traitors to their cause, not only causing no damage to Shuijun Lake's fishery but spending their days in the reservoir eating Zhou Jin's fish;
At the sa ti, due to contact with spiritual power, the fish in Shuijun Lake had beco very friendly to humans. A large number of tourists flocked to Shuijun Lake to ride fish and go boating. Far from disturbing the fish, this interaction actually promoted the growth of various species.
The fish in Shuijun Lake were now well fed, living in a good environnt, getting plenty of exercise every day, and were in good spirits, so it was impossible for them not to thrive. All that was left was to wait a few more months for them to grow up, and then discuss supply issues with Zhao Yun.
Reportedly, there were already people from other areas looking to emulate Suming by training large fish to start a fish-riding business.
But only Suming knew clearly that without the help of Animal Friends, at best, they could only get professional breeders to ride the fish briefly. To popularize it as a lucrative entertainnt business was practically impossible.
The only regret was that there were too few large fish. It would have been even better if there were a few more fish weighing over a hundred pounds. Each big fish was like a cash cow, constantly earning money for Suming.
However, this was not sothing that could be rushed. It was rare for ordinary dostic fish to grow so large; it required great fortune.
In recent tis, the garfish had swept through Huating Reservoir, consuming countless fish of various sizes, but they had not seen any weighing over a hundred pounds; even those over fifty pounds were rare.
Without weighing over a hundred pounds, they simply could not support the weight of a person. Even with Suming helping with his spiritual power, it wasn't enough, so to be selected for the 'cavalry team,' they had to et the threshold of weighing at least a hundred pounds.
Suming had developed a habit; when everything was going smoothly, he would disappear from everyone's sight, stay away from the hustle and bustle, and imrse himself in his primary work, mixing with the animals.
Animal Friends was his foundation, and Suming had never forgotten that. Therefore, even his various business ventures were built on the basis of Animal Friends. If he forgot this and only focused on making money, indulging in the glittering world, his future achievents would end there.
Perhaps it was because he had offspring late in life, but ever since the arrival of the wolf pups, the Wolf King had been distracted, sitting by the cage alone, staring blankly at the outside world, sotis ignoring his food when offered.
Suming had casually thrown a piece of beef to the Wolf King just now, but he remained unchanged, glancing at the at before continuing to look outside, brooding deeply.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The sound of scratching glass ca as the red fox next door lay on the glass, its bright little eyes staring at the piece of beef the Wolf King had not touched, scratching the glass with its paws.
Suming picked up the beef and tossed it over the cage. The at fell next to the red fox through a gap on the top of the cage, and the red fox happily dragged the big piece of beef into the bushes.
"Eat slowly, don't choke yourself to death!" Suming shouted to the red fox across the cage.
Just then, the Wolf King suddenly stood up, gazing out of the cage, and let out a mournful and long howl.
"Awoo..."
As the Wolf King howled, the other wolves also raised their heads and began to howl outside the cage.
The wolf pups, just awakened by the noise, also didn't understand what was happening. They stared at their father, puzzled, and then instinctively joined in the howling with the Wolf King, though their voices sounded milky and were slightly hoarse.
"Stop howling, this can't be rushed, take it slow!"
In the entire zoo, the only one who understood the Wolf King's feelings was Suming.
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