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

"Interesting?"

Yang Bai was a little confused; he didn't understand what it meant.

Ren Haiping patted him on the shoulder.

"Yesterday, the Secretary of the Anshan Prefectural Committee visited his relatives, and she is the daughter of the Secretary of the Anshan Prefectural Committee, Qiao Manman."

Yang Bai was taken aback. "What a coincidence?"

The person he rescued was the daughter of the prefectural party secretary!

Anshan, Yang Bai was in a trance.

"Zhang Ning's hometown is in Anshan."

"Zhang Ning? Your second ex-wife?"

Ren Haiping asked, having noticed Yang Bai and having looked at his file, which contained detailed information about his family.

Yang Bai nodded.

"Yes, what a coincidence."

It was such a coincidence that he could hardly believe it.

No wonder she could afford to go fishing; she must be from an ordinary family. I never imagined she was so extraordinary.

Ren Haiping crossed his arms, the sea breeze ruffling his Mediterranean-style hair.

"It's a coincidence, but there's a reason for it. Qiao Tie, the secretary of the Anshan Prefectural Committee, has been separated from his wife and daughter for many years."

"Qiao Manman has been free-spirited since childhood and is known among the children of cadres for her love of the sea."

"Every week she would find out where there were big fish, and then she would go fishing there."

"Yesterday, the criminal deliberately spread the news that there were large yellow croakers, just to attract Qiao Manman from the neighboring village."

"It was all so that he could make headlines after his death and let the whole country know about his wife's infidelity."

"So that his wife's family members would be gossiped about behind their backs when they walk down the street."

After clarifying the situation, Yang Bai couldn't help but shake his head.

"If he succeeds, it will be big news."

However, he didn't want to go to her; if he wanted to repay her, he would naturally come to her.

If you have a spoiled, pampered attitude, going there would only be humiliating for you.

The last batch of fish has been counted.

The clerk came over with the form.

"Captain Yang has finished counting. Please take a look and sign it."

Yang Bai glanced at the list.

This batch of Grade 1 tuna is less than the previous two days. After three days, there are very few tuna left in that area, and most of them are Grade 2.

Yang Bai signed the form and handed it over.

"Give."

"Huang Wenshu,"

Ren Haiping called over Huang Wenshu.

He held a small black wallet in his hand, unzipped it, took out two tickets, and handed them to Ren Haiping.

"Comrade Yang Bai, you have made a great contribution with the sewing machine and motorcycle vouchers and the 30,000 catties of tuna. The commissioner specially applied for them for you. They are preferential personal vouchers."

"Furthermore, there are rumors that the commissioner will come in person in seven days to learn from the experience of the fastest-growing seafood company."

Yang Bai developed the Widow Sea, securing two major contracts in a short period of time, and the fleet he cultivated consistently achieved great success.

The output of Haian County State-owned Aquatic Products Company has jumped, ranking second only to the regional aquatic products company.

Yang Bai accepted the two coupons. "Thank you, Commissioner Chen and Director Ren."

He never expected to receive a motorcycle voucher with preferential treatment for individuals; he had originally hoped to rely on the collective.

These coupons were issued on a per-vehicle basis and were registered for use. In the 70s, only those who had made significant contributions, such as returned overseas Chinese and provincial model workers, could obtain them.

He was somewhat surprised.

With the sewing machine and motorcycle in hand, Yang Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

All the efforts were worthwhile.

Seeing this, Hou Sanli also took out a stack of industrial coupons.

"Yang Bai, one hundred and fifty industrial vouchers should be enough for you."

Yang Bai smiled and nodded, "That's enough, there's still money left after selling the motorcycle and sewing machine."

"Okay, I'll pay you when the money is settled. I'll go take care of things now."

Hou Sanli left.

After all the fish have been collected, the seafood company still has a lot of work to do.

Yang Bai carefully put all the coupons into his wallet, knowing that this transaction would likely take more than two or three days to settle.

There were a total of 30,000 catties of tuna, 80% of which were grade one, 10% of which were bluefin tuna, and there was even a 200-catty bluefin tuna.

The total is estimated to be around 300,000, which is a huge sum of money.

Even after all the deductions, I only end up with less than 100,000 yuan.

But it is still a huge sum of money.

"Big brother!"

Just as Yang Bai was about to board the boat, he heard Yang Jun's voice.

Looking back, I saw him grinning broadly, waving and shouting.

He was surrounded by fishermen from the same village.

And Wang An.

"Captain Wang, I'm still a little reluctant to part with this hundred-ton ship."

Yang Bai spoke from the bottom of his heart. If he had a 100-ton ship, he wouldn't have to sail his small steel boat every day to catch such a small amount of fish, and his income would probably be several times higher.

Wang An sighed.

"Comrade Yang Bai, I also work for the higher-ups, but I don't earn as much as you do leading the team."

"How about we switch places? I'll give you my 100-ton ship?"

Yang Baitian caught big fish every day, and when he returned to the brigade, he would share the remaining money with his brothers.

Yang Bai is now living a very prestigious life in the village.

He drives a 100-ton ship, and his monthly wages are fixed.

One was working for the collective, the other for the state-owned company.

They had grievances they couldn't express.

Yang Bai shook his head. "I'm not talking about working for a state-owned company. I'm thinking about when I can own this big ship."

Wang An waved his hand repeatedly, "Comrade Yang Bai, you can't say that. A hundred-ton ship is a Class A controlled material under the state's plan. No matter how much money you have, you can't get one."

"I know, I just said it casually, I wouldn't even let you dream about it."

Yang Bai was genuinely tempted by the 100-ton ship, but it wouldn't be open to the public until 1982.

Even if you had extraordinary abilities to acquire such a massive ship, you'd be labeled a speculator the very next day.

"Captain Wang, come aboard for a moment."

Yang Bai pulled Wang An and ran to the ship's warehouse, locking the door from the inside.

Wang An was stunned. "Wait, what does Yang Bai mean?"

Yang Bai picked up the fishing rod that was placed in the corner and said.

"Captain Wang, there's no one here. Sell me the fishing rod, I'll pay five hundred yuan."

Good imported fishing rods are really rare. Even on the black market, most of them are substandard. If you buy one and the quality is bad, you'll have to suffer in silence.

This imported pole is really beautiful, but it involves some of Wang An's long-forgotten memories, so he doesn't know if he can get it. He'll have to give it a try anyway.

As for labeling someone?

There were only two people in the warehouse; whether they threw it into the sea or gave it to themselves, no one would know.

In this day and age, there is no surveillance.

Wang An stared blankly at the pole.

In fact, after ten years, he had long since gotten used to life at sea with his brothers.

He also increasingly understood his father's helplessness and choices back then, and his resentment towards his father gradually came to be understood as he grew up.

He simply didn't want to face the ideals shattered by reality, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yang Bai, you should know why I didn't touch this pole, right?"

Yang Bai nodded. "I've heard about it from your brothers on the ship. What are your thoughts on your father?"

A faint, bitter smile appeared on Wang An's lips.

"I used to be ignorant and resentful towards my father, but now that I'm older, I've begun to understand him. Without the money he risked his life to earn, let alone dreams, it would be difficult to even survive..."

He wanted to say something more, but stopped there, touching his fishing rod.

"This fishing rod has a good owner, so I don't want it for money. You can have it. It's just sitting on the boat and nobody uses it anyway. Just take me fishing in the Widow's Sea when you have time."

He tore paper and pen off the table and wrote down the address.

"Yang Bai, remember to invite me."

Yang Bai accepted the paper and nodded.

"must."