"Haha, the more fish you stock, the better the quality, naturally the catch is greater! I'm just benefiting from President Diao's generosity!" Zhang Yang grinned as he spoke.
"You've caught way too much. If everyone fished like you, I'd be skinned alive!" Diao Changhe pulled a long face, looking like someone who has suffered silently.
Zhang Yang was mentally prepared when he decided to sell his catch to him this time.
Seeing Diao Changhe's displeased face, Zhang Yang remained calm and continued with a smile: "That's not how you do the math!
The fishing fees are collected by you, but once the fish are stocked in the pond, they're no longer yours. Whatever is left after everyone fishes is what you have!
If I were the owner, the more others fish, the happier I'd be!
Let me, a fellow, bring up the fish, and you can use the catch results to advertise the fishing ground. It's better for our own people to benefit than outsiders, right, President Diao?"
