Start with a reservoir of 10,000 mu and create a legendary fishing ground.

In just a few days, a complete industrial chain was formed. You can fish for an hour for ten yuan, and if you catch a fish, you can get one cent per fish. You don’t do it to make money, you just do it for fun, and the business is very good.

All I can say is that for a long time to come, fishing will be a huge code to wealth, just like when the Internet era first emerged.

The country will definitely strongly support such things that can stabilize the social situation. The relevant departments have given the green light all the way, allowing this industry to develop rapidly.

Well, I have to say that the wisdom of the people is endless. I thought Qinglong Fishing Ground had completely dominated the fishing world, but I didn’t expect them to open up another track.

As Qinglong Fishing Ground develops its business towards catching giants and mutant fish, the fishing gear becomes more and more advanced, and the things that improve the strength of anglers also become more and more advanced.

Then they will focus on small, micro and portable products, and the market potential is also very large.

After all, the fishing world's cake is now made very big by Qinglong Fishing Ground, and any scraps are enough for them to eat their fill.

Of course, with Shen Qingli's business acumen, she thought of these things as soon as the super power world was exposed. Luo Tianxing also made a special phone call to talk about this matter.

In the end, Shen Qingli still did not step into this industry. There was no other way. Qinglong Fishing Ground was now very powerful and dominated the global fishing world. All the meat was in the bowl, so others had to have some soup.

If Qinglong Group really enters this industry, it will take less than a day to build hundreds of thousands of chain Qinglong micro fishing grounds across the country.

With the golden signboard of Qinglong Fishing Ground, it is an absolute advantage. Although it is also a micro fishing ground, no one can refuse the micro fishing ground of Qinglong Fishing Ground. Others can't even get a sip of the soup.

What's more, this is not in line with the development direction of Qinglong Fishing Ground.

At this moment, Wang Kongjun has arrived at the association's office center park.

There are soldiers with real guns standing guard at the door.

Those coming in and out are basically anglers who never leave their fishing bags.

When they saw Wang Kongjun, they all greeted him warmly with fawning and indescribably respectful expressions. After all, he was the god of their fishing world, well, a god in various senses, such as the God of Wealth, the God of War, and so on.

Before they could gather around, they were separated by a group of soldiers.

Soon, an officer came running over and saluted, "Welcome to your inspection, Commander. Do you have any instructions?"

Wang Kongjun waved his hand and smiled faintly, "No big deal, I'm just taking a look. By the way, who is the current head of the association? I need to talk to him."

"Sir, the people in charge of the association are Director Zhao Tianming and General Luo Beichuan. They are both in the office. I'll take you there."

When Wang Kongjun heard this, he was stunned. "General Luo? Could it be my second uncle?"

Then he chuckled and nodded.

Afterwards, he was escorted by a team of soldiers to the office area inside. There was no other way. Most of the people who came here were veteran fishermen. They were more excited to see Wang Kongjun than seeing their own father. This was also to avoid causing unnecessary confusion.

Wang Kongjun entered the internal area of ​​the association and saw more soldiers on guard duty.

Here, at a glance, all you see are soldiers and official government personnel.

Seeing Wang Kongjun's arrival, everyone greeted him with respect.

Some call him the chief, while others call him the governor.

Wang Kongjun chuckled and nodded slightly without saying anything more. After all, this thing was just a title to him and had no real effect.

In other words, he didn't need to know these official or military people.

Soon, Wang Kongjun arrived at the door of an office. The officer who led the way saluted and then turned and left.

Wang Kongjun knocked on the door, and a strong voice came from inside, "Come in."

Wang Kongjun pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a middle-aged man in military uniform writing something at the desk with a slightly frown on his brow.

When Wang Kongjun saw it, he was like, "Oh my god, it really is my second uncle."

He immediately smiled and said, "Hey, Second Uncle, I'm busy."

Luo Beichuan raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed, "Haha, what brings you here today? You didn't even tell me in advance so I could arrange someone to pick you up."

Wang Kongjun smiled and didn't say much.

As he spoke, Luo Beichuan stood up to greet him, patted Wang Kongjun's shoulder cheerfully, and then asked him to sit in the reception room.

While making tea, he smiled and said, "Hey, you're so powerful now. You've become my boss. You're the president of this association. But you haven't shown up for so long. I thought you'd forgotten about it."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Beichuan handed over the brewed tea.

Wang Kongjun took the tea and said with a sullen smile, "Ahem! Second Uncle, you're joking. What's the use of being a superior or not? It's just a title. Just pretend I don't exist. Let things be as they are."

Luo Beichuan didn't say much, just smiled and said, "Haha, that won't do. I won't bother you with small matters, but you must make the final decision on big matters. As the saying goes, if you speak of the devil, he will come. It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I'm just about to come over to find you."

Wang Kongjun was a little surprised when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "Second Uncle, if you have anything to say, just give me a call. Why do you have to come in person?"

Luo Beichuan smiled and said nothing more, then called out, "Xiao Li!"

A guard soldier hurried in and saluted, "Commander, what are your instructions?"

Luo Beichuan pointed at Wang Kongjun and said, "Xiao Li, go inform Director Zhao and tell him that our president is here. Ask him to come over quickly."

"Yes, Chief!" Xiao Li saluted, turned around and walked out the door.

Wang Kongjun didn't say much. He came here to talk about something, and it was convenient for Director Zhao to come.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing an executive jacket, walked in from the door. He looked at Wang Kongjun with a smile and said, "Greetings, Governor Wang! You came without even saying hello so I can make some preparations. You're welcome to come and inspect."

Before Wang Kongjun could say anything, Luo Beichuan had already waved his hand, beckoning Director Zhao to sit down, and interrupted unhappily, "Alright, Old Zhao, put away your bureaucratic style. It won't work with this guy. Although he has authority, he's not a manager."

Luo Beichuan then looked at Wang Kongjun and said with a smile, "Xiaojun, this is Director Zhao from the National Sports Headquarters. He's responsible for most of the association's reception and handling affairs. On my side, I'm mainly responsible for professional level review and assessment."