Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

Yang Bai walked to the mirror and looked at himself. He tilted his head back and saw many hickeys on the base of his neck, as well as bite marks from Zhang Ning.

It wouldn't be good if this made it into the newspapers.

He opened Su Wanqiu's makeup cabinet and found that the pearl cream she used to conceal blemishes was gone.

He walked out, clutching his neck.

Su Wanqiu looked at him and asked, "Why are you covering your neck? Do you have a rash?"

Yang Bai smiled and shook his head. "It's nothing. I got bitten by a little bug yesterday and it blistered. After I applied the medicine, I put on some pearl cream to cover it up, otherwise it won't look good on camera."

Zhang Ning glanced at his seat and instantly remembered that he had bitten Yang Bai last night. He immediately lowered his head, his face flushed, and began to eat.

Su Wanqiu looked at Zhang Ning and shook her head slightly. Something must have happened between the two of them yesterday.

However, she neither said anything nor asked.

Yang Bai opened a wooden box, took out a box of pearl cream, applied it to his neck, and then looked at himself in a small mirror.

It won't be over until all the hickeys and bite marks from yesterday are covered up.

After finishing our meal, we played with Qiaoqiao for a while, and it was already eight o'clock.

Yang Bai and the three women arrived at the village entrance together. A procession of two hundred people, beating drums and gongs, stood there. Two educated youths held two poles with red couplets on them.

The couplet reads: "A warm welcome to our reporter visiting Haiba Village."

Ma Hou stood in front, looking very energetic. When he saw Yang Bai coming over, he quickly called him over.

"Yang Bai is only missing you. How's our situation going?"

Yang Bai smiled and nodded, "It's not bad, just a bit too formal."

This reminded him of the first time he went down to inspect the factory in his previous life, when he was also welcomed by the La Liga.

He felt quite embarrassed at the time, but after experiencing it many times, he no longer felt that way.

But today...

I wonder if the reporter can handle this.

Yang Jun, Liu Dade, and others also arrived one after another.

Yang Bai pulled Liu Dad aside and asked in a low voice, "How are the families of those three people being taken care of?"

Liu Dade nodded in reply.

"Everything is settled. The household registration transfer is in the process of being processed, and we are temporarily settled in an empty room in the educated youth compound. The 500 yuan subsidy has been issued, and the approval for the homestead is also being processed. Everything is going smoothly."

They are all veteran fishermen, so jobs are easy to arrange. For now, they're being placed in the village's fishing team. Should we later transfer them to the county dock fleet so they can go out to sea with us?

After a moment's thought, Yang Bai knew what to do.

These men previously worked for Wu Anshun, and the steel ships were the core of the fleet, so they absolutely could not be assigned any tasks rashly.

"Let them work in the wooden boat fleet first to gain experience, so that they are reliable, honest and upright, and then gradually transfer them to other positions."

"Remember to treat everyone equally. Don't bully them just because they came before Wu Anshun."

"If anyone bullies you, get out of the fleet!"

They were all people who had made meritorious reports, and they were able to bring their families along; they are all real men.

Internal strife is also a major taboo in a fleet. If outsiders don't feel a sense of belonging, it's easy for them to develop grudges.

Liu Dade solemnly agreed: "Okay, I'll go back and make the arrangements immediately."

Shortly after, a Jeep pulled up, with the words "News Coverage Vehicle" written on it.

Ma Hou laughed and shouted, "Fire off the cannons! Beat the gongs!"

Firecrackers crackled and popped, creating a deafening noise, while bronze drums and gongs pounded incessantly.

The onlookers at the village entrance applauded.

The jeep came to a smooth stop in front of the crowd, and several people got out as soon as the door opened.

Some people were carrying cameras, while others were carrying recording equipment.

Leading the way was a woman with short, ear-length hair, exuding a neat and capable air. She carried a canvas bag over her shoulder and held a leather notebook and a pen in her hand, clearly the reporter who had come to conduct this interview.

Ma Hou was the first to step forward and shake hands.

"Hello, I am Ma Hou, the Party Secretary of this village."

He introduced Yang Bai, who was standing next to him.

"This is Yang Bai, whom you will be interviewing today."

The woman smiled and nodded, shaking hands with Yang Bai as well.

"Secretary Ma, Comrade Yang Bai, hello. I am Huang Ying, a reporter from Fuhai Daily."

She looked at Yang Bai with some surprise in her eyes. She had interviewed many skilled craftsmen, and each of them was dressed in a dusty, travel-worn style. Yang Bai, on the other hand, was dressed in a suit and had a somewhat bourgeois air about him.

However, as a journalist, she didn't care much, because she herself would interview Westerners, so she always kept this suit at home for interviews.

"Hello, Comrade Huang Ying, where would be a suitable place to conduct the interview first?"

Yang Bai asked.

"Let's go to your house. Your house isn't far, is it? If it's far, we'll get in the car, in case the equipment gets damaged."

Huang Ying pointed to the car, saying that they were able to travel to the countryside in a jeep thanks to the equipment.

They treasured their equipment very much, and using a vehicle to transport it was entirely for its protection.

Yang Bai nodded.

"It's a bit far. Get in the car, and I'll give you directions."

Yang Bai sat in the passenger seat, giving directions to the people who came to interview him.

He brought the reporters to his home.

At this moment, the area outside was crowded with onlookers.

Huang Ying looked for a spot with good lighting and moved two chairs there.

"Comrade Yang Bai, please have a seat."

She gestured for them to proceed.

The two sat down together.

Huang Ying opened the leather notebook, opened the fountain pen, and asked with a serious expression.

"Yang Bai, are you ready?"

Yang Bai straightened his collar and nodded.

"Sure, go ahead with the interview."

Huang Ying glanced at the notebook and asked.

"Comrade Yang Bai, as a model worker in maritime production, what's the highest number of fish you can catch in a day?"

Yang Bai laughed.

"How much we can catch in a day depends on how much my boat can carry."

A boat can carry a maximum of 10,000 catties and can only scoop out 10,000 catties. If a boat can carry 30,000 catties, I can scoop out 30,000 catties in a day.

I haven't encountered any ships over 100 tons yet, so I can't make a definitive statement on the remaining tonnage.

In his previous life, with large ships and nets, and with good coordination, he could fully load a 150-ton ship.

Huang Ying buried her head in her notes, and said after she finished.

"It turns out that the current ship is too small, which is limiting Comrade Yang Bai's abilities."

"I heard that you caught a 200-pound bluefin tuna and helped Fuhai secure a large foreign exchange order for tuna. How did you feel at that time?"

Yang Bai answered the following questions fluently, and even handled Huang Ying's difficult and nitpicking questions with ease.

She became increasingly curious about the man in front of her, but he showed no sign of nervousness.

His logical thinking, speaking skills, and the humor he displayed could not possibly be expressed by a fisherman who had not received higher education.

Even when he interviewed many famous local figures, none of them could speak at the same level as Yang Bai.

Huang Ying's conversation with Yang Bai felt like she was talking to a local official, or even a Western capitalist elite.

"Comrade Yang Bai, I am very satisfied with today's interview. How about you?"

Yang Bai nodded.

"Like you, this is my first time in the newspaper, and it is an honor to be interviewed by a mature reporter like Ms. Huang Ying."

Huang Ying turned a page of paper and looked at the two women waiting on the side.

"This is the last question. It's a bit on a private topic, so you can choose to answer it or not."

"Su Wanqiu and Miss Zhang Ning are both your ex-wives, so why are they still living under the same roof?"