"See you later, buddy!"
"Alright! See you in the afternoon! Caught some good fish this morning!"
...
Zhang Yang exchanged a few pleasantries, carrying his fishing box out of the mixed pond competition area.
Just at the entrance, he saw Liu Zi and Meng Fan had already come out ahead of time. Liu Zi's face drooped, looking as if he'd been slapped in the face, his expression management completely failing.
"What's up, Liu Zi? Didn't fish well?" Zhang Yang asked casually.
Without asking it was fine, but as soon as the words left his mouth, Liu Zi's eyes turned red, and he began to sob uncontrollably.
"Boss, it's my fault. When I was cleaning out my fishing box, I accidentally left a bottle of lubricating powder inside and got caught during a random check. I fished 147 pounds, but my score got canceled!" Liu Zi said while tears streamed down, feeling completely overwhelmed.
"Damn it!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang couldn't hold it in any longer.
