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The next morning, Shen Fei woke up.

He didn't stay in bed; he changed into his loungewear.

As I descended to the second floor, the butler, James, was already respectfully waiting at the top of the stairs.

Good morning, sir.

James bowed.

Good morning, James.

Shen Fei nodded, then subconsciously glanced around the living room. "Where's Miss Su?"

"Miss Su got up an hour ago. She said she wanted to take a walk around the manor by herself. She should be by Pearl Lake now."

Shen Fei was somewhat surprised, then smiled.

He walked through the living room, opened the glass door leading to the back garden, and a sea breeze carrying the scent of grass and salt rushed towards him.

From afar, he spotted the figure standing on the pier by Pearl Lake.

Su Man took off her shoes, leaving her bare feet exposed, letting the cool lake water gently wash over her insteps.

She was bending over, watching several colorful salmon frolic around her ankles, showing no fear whatsoever.

The morning light gilded her with a golden edge, and seeing this scene, Shen Fei's expression softened.

He leaned against the door and watched quietly, without making a sound to disturb them.

Until Su Man seemed to sense something, turned around, and gave him a bright smile when she saw him.

"Good morning, King of the Atlantic."

She greeted him with a smile.

"morning."

Shen Fei walked over with a smile, "It seems my people welcome you very much."

"Yes, they are very cute."

As Su Man spoke, she lifted her foot and watched the small fish scatter quickly, only to gather again as her foot landed. "I never knew fish could be so friendly to people."

"The fish here are sentient."

Shen Fei said this with a pointed remark.

A sumptuous breakfast has been laid out on the long table.

Golden toast, perfectly fried sunny-side-up eggs, bacon specially supplied by local farms, a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice made by James, and another glass of fresh milk that Pete bought from town.

What are the plans for today?

While taking small bites of her fried egg, Su Man asked, "Will you continue to take me to see the whales dance?"

"I'm not watching the show today."

Shen Fei wiped his mouth with a napkin, put down his knife and fork, and said, "Today, I'll take you to see the heart and brain that support my kingdom."

Su Man seemed very interested.

Half an hour later, a black Bentley Bentayga smoothly drove away from the manor and headed along the coastal road towards the depths of the fishing grounds.

Thompson Seafood is Newfoundland's largest seafood supplier, controlling 70 percent of the market here.

On the way, Shen Fei drove while explaining to Su Man, "Their method is very brutal. They use destructive seabed trawls to fish, and the ecosystem is destroyed wherever they go. I call that kind of thing an 'ocean crusher'."

"Then how will you compete with them?"

Su Man asked, and she could hear the disdain in Shen Fei's tone.

"They pursue quantity, I pursue quality."

Shen Fei smiled confidently, "I want to make the 'Dasheng Fish Farm' brand synonymous with high quality. And the place we're going to is the guarantee to make all of this a reality."

The car soon entered a modern factory area surrounded by high-speed rail wire mesh.

Unlike the fishy, ​​chaotic atmosphere of traditional fishing ports, this place is as clean as a high-tech industrial park.

The silvery-white factory buildings gleamed in the sunlight, and a sign at the entrance read "Dasheng Fishery First Processing Center" in English.

As soon as the car came to a stop, a middle-aged Chinese man in a white work uniform, who looked shrewd and capable, quickly came to greet us.

"Boss!"

"Zhang Xin, let me introduce you. This is Su Man, my most important guest."

Shen Fei introduced the two men, "This is Zhang Xin, the head of aquaculture and quality control at our fish farm."

"Hello, Miss Su."

Zhang Xin nodded politely, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Hello there."

Su Man responded with a smile.

Stepping inside the processing center, a wave of cold air hits you, but there's not a trace of odor.

The entire workshop was very clean, and the fully automated production line was operating efficiently.

The workers, dressed in uniform sterile work clothes, were busy at their respective posts, and everything was in good order.

"This is a very advanced cod processing production line in Canada."

Zhang Xin proudly explained, "From the input of live fish, to stunning them with electric shock, bleeding them, scaling them, cutting them, deboning them, and finally vacuum packaging them, the whole process is automated. The fish meat does not come into contact with human hands, ensuring freshness and sterility as much as possible."

Su Man watched as the fresh cod were quickly transformed into thick fish fillets in a cold, mechanical process. The efficiency of the entire process was impressive.

She suddenly understood the meaning of Shen Fei's earlier words about "brain" and "skeleton".

This is the prototype of a sophisticated and efficient business empire.

Just then, Zhang Xin's expression suddenly turned serious, and he whispered to Shen Fei:

"Boss, there's a small problem. The quality control team's taste testers just reported that a batch of top-grade cod fillets that arrived in the warehouse early this morning seems to have a slightly off texture."

"Um?"

Shen Fei didn't look up, but simply gave a faint "hmm".

"What about the machine's test data?"

He asked.

"The data are all normal. Whether it's fat content, protein ratio, or freshness indicators, they all meet our highest standards. However, the taste tester said that they could taste a very subtle earthy flavor. It wasn't obvious, but it was definitely there."

Zhang Xin's expression was rather grim. "This batch of goods is intended for the 'Seashell' restaurant. If there are any problems, it will affect our reputation."

Antoine's "Conch" is their first brand to open up the high-end market, and it absolutely cannot have any problems.

"Take me to see it."

Shen Fei's expression remained calm.

The group arrived at the quality control room, where several researchers in white coats were analyzing a plate of samples, but they were all at a loss.

"How is it?"

Zhang Xin asked eagerly.

The lead researcher pushed up his glasses, his forehead covered in sweat:

"Mr. Zhang, all the instruments detected no abnormalities. We even used gas chromatography analysis, and the ingredients are no different from the previous top-grade products. But... that taste, all three of our expert tasters confirmed its presence."

"waste!"

Zhang Xin lowered his voice and reprimanded, then turned to look at Shen Fei with a serious expression, "Boss, this..."

"Get me a box of that batch of live fish samples."

Shen Fei gave the order.

Soon, a tank containing dozens of lively cod was carried in.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Shen Fei walked up to the water tank.

He didn't catch any fish, didn't check, and didn't even look at them.

He simply and calmly extended his right hand slowly into the cold seawater.

He closed his eyes.

The power of the Heart of the Ocean is activated the moment it comes into contact with water.

His consciousness instantly connected with all the cod in the tank.

Instead of issuing commands, he sensed the most subtle life information of each fish.

Their origins, their migration routes, their diet over the past few days...

Countless streams of information flashed through his mind and were compared.

Su Man looked at Shen Fei.

He simply put his hands in the water, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

Less than a minute later, Shen Fei opened his eyes, pulled his hands out of the water, dried them with a towel, and said to Zhang Xin:

"The problem isn't with the fish itself, it's with where it's produced."

"This batch of fish did not come from the deep sea in our No. 1 main pasture area, but from a shallow area near the western estuary."

"Recently, there has been a lot of rain upstream, which has washed a large amount of riverbed silt into the sea, causing changes in the composition of plankton in that area. They have been consuming too much diatoms mixed with freshwater silt lately."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xin and all the researchers were stunned.

His face was full of disbelief.

The researchers stared in disbelief, their mouths agape as if they'd seen a ghost.

The boss knew everything about things that the instruments couldn't analyze, just by putting his hand in the water for a minute?

It even specifies the fish's recipe and geographical location?

Is this science?

Zhang Xin immediately turned around and shouted to his assistant:

"Quickly! Check the A-7 fishing team's operation logs and GPS navigation records!"

A few minutes later, the assistant ran back with a tablet computer, looking shocked.

"Manager... what the boss said... is exactly right! Absolutely correct! To save trouble, Team A-7 didn't go to the designated deep-sea operating area, but instead illegally set their nets in the shallows on the west side! This is their navigation log!"

In the entire quality control room, everyone looked at Shen Fei with the same eyes they were looking at a god.

This ability to pinpoint fishing locations and fish diets precisely goes beyond the realm of science.

Su Man stood to the side, completely stunned.

She looked at Shen Fei, her eyes filled with shock.

She finally understood that the automated factory was just a facade, and that Shen Fei himself possessed an almost magical power of control.

No wonder he calls himself "King of the Atlantic"!

At this moment, Su Man truly understood the weight of this title!

"Downgrade all of these fish and prevent them from entering the high-end market. In addition, the entire A-7 fishing team is suspended for one week, and the team leader is dismissed."

Shen Fei calmly issued the order, then looked at Zhang Xin with a deep gaze, "Tell everyone that quality is the only bottom line for Dasheng Fishing Ground. Anyone who dares to cross it will be eliminated."

"Yes, boss!"

Zhang Xin nodded vigorously, about to turn around to relay the order, but hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer to Shen Fei and whispered:

"Boss, there's something else... The captain of Team A-7 is a distant cousin of a regional manager at Thompson Seafood. I suspect he's involved this time..."

Shen Fei interrupted him, letting out a cold laugh:

"I know. Getting rid of him is just the beginning."

"In addition, all fishing teams are hereby notified that, starting today, the shallows at the western estuary are designated as a Class I no-fishing zone. No one is allowed to approach or operate there. Violators will be dismissed immediately."

The crisis was averted within minutes.

After leaving the processing center and getting back into her car, Su Man was still in shock.

She opened her mouth several times, wanting to ask something, but didn't know where to begin, and could only remain silent in the end. However, her constantly flickering eyes betrayed her inner turmoil.

Shen Fei didn't disturb her; he simply drove steadily.

"Just now……"

"How did you do that? Don't tell me it's business analysis, that's practically... like magic."

Shen Fei smiled but didn't answer directly, instead keeping everyone in suspense.

"What you just saw is the 'brain' and 'skeleton' of my kingdom; they are responsible for thinking and functioning."

"And I am the one and only...heart and soul of my kingdom."