A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

As the helicopter was still landing, the fishermen closest to it instinctively covered their mouths and stepped back.

Amidst the whispers and surprised glances from the shore, the cabin door was pushed open.

A large, waterproof bag, tightly bound with rope, landed with a dull thud.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure leaned out of the hatch.

The man gripped the safety rope tightly with one hand, lightly pushed off the machine with his toes, and slid down the rope to the ground. His movements were skillful and showed no sign of haste.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he casually untied the rope around his waist, glanced around indifferently, and then raised his arm to wave lightly towards the cabin.

The pilot in the cockpit nodded slightly, maneuvering the fighter jet to slowly climb. The roar faded into the distance, eventually shrinking into a blurry black dot on the horizon before disappearing completely.

On the shore, all eyes were fixed on the man who had just landed, and no one uttered a sound.

The man was in his early forties, tall and upright, with broad and straight shoulders and a dignified and steady posture.

Years of outdoor experience have given him a tanned complexion that makes him look sharp and capable. His jawline is clean and sharp, his nose is high and straight, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and there are deep lines between his eyebrows and eyes that show the wisdom of life.

He was wearing the most ordinary cotton casual clothes, simple in style and without any logos.

They would be completely inconspicuous in a crowd of ordinary people, and would be swallowed up in an instant.

Yet, it is precisely this simple attire that cannot conceal the inherent aura of superiority and nobility within him.

Without needing to put on airs, simply standing there quietly exudes a calm and composed demeanor that comes with experience, making him stand out from the surrounding rural environment and commanding the entire scene with his presence.

This man was Gu Cai Pang's father, Gu Shang.

Hello everyone.

Gu Shang spoke first, his voice deep and magnetic, unassuming, "May I ask who the owner is here?"

The fishermen closest to him seemed to snap out of their daze and instinctively raised their hands, all pointing at the small wooden house.

Gu Shang followed the gestures of the crowd and looked toward the door of the small house.

At a glance, I saw Yang Qi, who looked slightly dazed and confused, and the familiar, round, and honest-looking figure beside him.

His lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Outsiders would never guess that this elegant and handsome mature man and the chubby little boy in front of them are actually father and son.

The two are strikingly different in appearance, physique, and temperament; if no one pointed it out, no one would associate them together.

Gu Shang pulled himself out of his thoughts, concealed the faint smile in his eyes, and calmly walked towards the cabin.

Yang Qi felt a slight tightness in his chest and subconsciously stood up.

Although he had only recently graduated and lacked experience, he could tell that the man in front of him was no ordinary person and was a big shot he couldn't afford to offend.

Knowing full well that the background of such a person was not something he could easily inquire about, he dared only to remain cautious and reserved, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

"The boss?"

Gu Shang walked up to him and stopped, his deep eyes gently scrutinizing him.

At just over forty years old, he shows no signs of aging and exudes a mature and composed charm.

He smiled faintly and said in a friendly tone, "To manage a reservoir on your own at such a young age, to be a boss, you are quite accomplished at such a young age."

Yang Qi regained his composure and quickly waved his hand in response, "Brother, you flatter me. It's just a small business, pure luck."

"That's too modest."

Gu Shang's smile remained unchanged as he asked directly, "How much does it cost here? Let me register."

Yang Qi quickly stepped aside and pointed to the price list beside him: "Two hundred for half a day, 350 for a full day. Half a day is divided into morning and afternoon. Brother, do you want to fish for half a day or a full day? I'll register your information."

Upon hearing this, Gu Shang glanced at Gu Cai Pang, who had his back to him, out of the corner of his eye, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

He initially intended to give his real name, but after a moment's hesitation, he simply changed it to: "Gu Tianyu, Quan Tian."

Gu Caipang, standing behind him, twitched his ears and his face fell. He thought to himself, "That old bastard, he has his own name but doesn't use it. He insists on using mine and borrowing my name again."

"Okay, Brother Gu. It's 350 all day. Just scan this QR code to pay."

Gu Shang raised his hand to scan the code, his fingertips lightly tapping the screen, his movements relaxed and casual.

The next second, a clear notification sound of the payment arriving rang out on the phone:

"2800 yuan received via WeChat".

Yang Qi froze, then looked up abruptly, his face full of astonishment, thinking he had misheard.

He quickly looked down to refresh the bill, and after confirming the numbers on the screen several times that they were correct, he finally spoke with a face full of doubt:

"Brother Gu, did you pay the wrong amount? It should only cost 350 for the whole day."

"No?" Gu Shang asked calmly, "350 per day, right?"

"Yes." Yang Qi nodded quickly.

"Then that's correct."

Gu Shang spoke calmly, showing no concern whatsoever, and made as if to turn around and go fishing by the pond.

Yang Qi quickly caught up, a possibility occurring to him, and tentatively asked, "Are you... prepaying for eight days' worth of services?"

Gu Shang chuckled softly upon hearing this: "You're quite clever. I heard you're setting up a farm stay here, so I came to try it out and stay for a few days."

"How many days will you be staying?"

Yang Qi was startled again, not expecting this important figure to want to stay overnight, and felt a little uneasy for a moment:

"Well, brother, the conditions in my farmhouse are simple, I'm afraid it will make you uncomfortable."

"I'm not picky."

Gu Shang waved his hand and offered a price, "I'll settle the accommodation by the day, 1000 per night, is that acceptable?"

Yang Qi gasped. Ordinary farmhouse accommodations were already cheap, yet the other party had quoted a thousand yuan a night without batting an eye. The disparity in their financial resources was obvious.

Seeing that he hesitated to respond, Gu Shang mistakenly thought the price was inappropriate, frowned slightly, and then raised the price: "If that's not enough, then it'll be 2000 a night."

"No, no! You've misunderstood, sir!"

Yang Qi quickly waved his hands, looking embarrassed, and sincerely explained, "It's because the conditions here are too poor and don't deserve this price. If you don't mind, a normal price of one hundred per night is enough; I absolutely cannot charge more."

He understood perfectly well that ill-gotten gains easily lead to trouble, while honesty and integrity ensure longevity.

Earn your hard-earned money steadily, and don't be greedy for any exorbitant rewards that you don't deserve.

Looking at his clear-headed, down-to-earth demeanor, and his lack of greed for windfall gains, Gu Shang felt a subtle appreciation in his eyes. He didn't press the matter further and nodded slightly.

"Alright, whatever you say. I'm going fishing now."

"Okay, feel free to do as you please. Just call me anytime if you need anything."

Yang Qi breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling much of the pressure in his heart ease.

The person in front of me is a top figure who is difficult for ordinary people to reach. If I try to curry favor with him and greedily ask for a high price, I will easily cause trouble.

Staying within one's bounds and knowing when to advance and retreat is the safest choice...

Gu Shang picked up the large bag from the ground, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and turned to walk towards the shore.

Before leaving, he glanced in Gu Cai Pang's direction out of the corner of his eye and sighed inwardly.

Well, this account is ruined.

Go back and discuss with Ruyan whether we should create another alt account.

When the fishermen on the shore saw the wealthy man walking over from the helicopter, they all unconsciously moved to the side.

Someone was looking down and tidying up their fishing box, pretending to be very busy.

Someone was pretending to look at the float, their gaze constantly drifting in this direction.

Gu Shang found a fishing spot where no one was around and put down his gear.

After observing the surrounding water, I began assembling my fishing tackle, line, and baiting the area...

After finishing, I took out a small jar from my bag, unscrewed the lid, and inside were snails marinated in a secret recipe. They were dark brown and emitted a smell that was a mixture of grains and fish.

He picked up a pea, smelled it, nodded in satisfaction, and threaded it onto the hook.

After baiting the hook, I stood up, gripped the fishing rod in my hand, pulled it back slightly, and then cast it.

The fishing hook landed steadily on the water forty meters away, and then the rod was stuck into the ground.

I sat down in the fishing box, where a traditional rod was prepared.

After Gu Shang left, Gu Cai Pang, who had been facing away from him, stood up and stretched, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Brother Yang, I'm going to go for a walk."

"it is good."

Yang Qizheng looked down at the payment records on his phone, not paying much attention.

Gu Caipang walked slowly along the dirt road beside the reservoir, passing several fishing spots, and finally sat down on a large rock on the opposite side of the Gu Shang Reservoir.

From this angle, you can see the entire surface of the reservoir, and you can also see that person in the distance.

Gu Caipang looked at the man, speechless, and also recalled many things.

In high school, he was a handsome, wealthy, and academically gifted young man.

His family doted on him and considered him their pride, and although they still are, there's no longer that pride in his eyes.

It all started with a serious illness. My body started to gain weight, and despite trying many methods, I still ended up as a several-hundred-pound fat pig.

Since he stopped liking to stay in crowded places and started to enjoy traveling and seeing different places.

"This is so annoying," Gu Caipang stood up and walked towards where that person was.

At the entrance of the small house, Yang Qi was finally able to calm down and digest today's achievements.