Report me for selling fake medicine? Why are you crying when your illness relapses?

"Do you think I'm too cruel?"

"Stop talking about these things."

"What on earth are you doing here?"

Chen Xuan said unhappily.

Zhang San came to talk about two things.

1: Novartis wants him to study the experimental results.

2: Zhang Xiaotian’s new medicine!

But Chen Xuan firmly believed that these two things were not the purpose of Zhang San coming here.

He knew very well how lazy this guy was.

If it were just these two things, he could have just told them over the phone and would never have gone there in person.

Now that you're here in person, there must be something else.

"Uh uh..."

"Brother Xuan, have you ever studied psychology?"

"I feel like you've thoroughly studied my 100-plus pounds."

Zhang San said this with a speechless look on his face, and then said shamelessly: "Hey, Brother Xuan, to be honest, I did come here for something."

"Well, I've been feeling a bit itchy lately, so..."

"Do you want to come to our village to fish?" Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows!

There is a reservoir in their village. The water in the reservoir is mountain spring water and the water quality is very good.

The villagers raise a lot of fish there, and they are quite fat every day.

Moreover, it has not been done since more than ten years ago, and no one dares to cast a net in it.

The largest one now probably weighs several dozen kilograms.

It is a fisherman's paradise.

As a playboy, fishing is naturally one of Zhang San’s hobbies.

I even flew to Antarctica to fish for polar bears!

It's very exaggerated.

It has crossed species and regions.

"Brother Xuan, why don't you take me there? Otherwise they won't let me fish." Zhang San looked at Chen Xuan with a pleading look.

Not everyone can fish in this reservoir, otherwise there wouldn't be so many big fish in it.

There are villagers around the reservoir almost all the time.

If you find someone from another village fishing, forget about your fishing rod.

The villagers in this village will fish there, but even if they catch a lot, they will only take one or two home to eat!

This fish will never be sold for profit.

Because of this,

The reservoir in Dam Village is a paradise for anglers. The fish there are not only plump but also of various varieties.

Black carp, grass carp, carp, crucian carp, silver carp...

He came here once a few years ago and never wanted to go back.

Later, he kept asking Chen Xuan for help, but the latter never brought him with him.

Now that he finally got the chance, of course he had to have fun with it.

"Okay, then I'll take you out to play." Chen Xuan smiled slightly and agreed to his request.

He doesn't like fishing and has no interest in fish, but since his good brother wants to go, it's okay for him to give it a try.

During this period, Zhang San also helped him a lot.

"Hahaha!"

"Okay, okay, we'll go right away. The things are all in the trunk." Zhang San was so excited that he almost jumped up.

……

With Chen Xuan leading the way, of course no one would stop Zhang San.

Even several of his peers from the same village saw Chen Xuan coming to fish and immediately went home to get their fishing rods.

For a moment, the reservoir seemed quite lively.

……

“Huh…that feels so fucking good!”

When Zhang San put a giant green shrimp that had been soaked for 20 minutes back into the hot water, the expression on his face was as comfortable as it could be.

He felt even better during these 20 minutes than the last 20 minutes he spent with that female college student in the hotel.

Adrenaline surged to the extreme.

"Still fishing? I see you're quite tired."

Chen Xuan asked casually as he dragged a carp weighing seven or eight kilograms to the shore.

"Damn, Brother Xuan, is this how you fish? Don't you want to take a walk? What's the point of fishing like this?" Seeing Chen Xuan's arrogant behavior, Zhang San said speechlessly.

"The results are all the same, so why bother pursuing the process?" Chen Xuan said, shaking his head as he put the big carp into the fish bag.

He planned to take the fish home and eat it.

We haven’t eaten fish at home for a long time, so today is a good day.

"Tsk, boring mortal!" Zhang San rolled his eyes.

No wonder Chen Xuan doesn’t like fishing.

With his attitude, there's no way anyone likes fishing.

When is the happiest time for fishermen?