Chapter 1182

But before we got out of the hotel, there was a slight discordant note immediately behind us. Only the waitress at the front desk said to herself, "who do you think you are, Miss Ben?"? Are you Cheng's daughter?

Qi mengyan's hearing is excellent. Naturally, she heard the waitress's voice. She stopped, turned around, frowned and asked, "what did you say?"

The waitress pretended that she had nothing to do with her pen, humming and ignoring it.

Qi mengyan clenches her teeth and wants to be powerful. I quickly grabbed her arm and gently advised: "forget it, bear the wind and calm the waves for a while! We are now living in a foreign land. "

Qi mengyan said angrily, "what's wrong with the foreign land? We have branches all over the country and miss Ben's home is everywhere! "

I give her a thumbs up: "you are powerful!"

Qi mengyan asked, "do you satirize me?"

I shook my head: "No. Just hope you can keep a little low profile. OK? "

Qi mengyan really didn't have the same understanding with the waitress. She snorted coldly and walked out of the hotel quickly.

There happened to be several taxis on the roadside of the hotel, so Qi mengyan and I came up to chat up. In front of a Santana taxi, we knocked on the window. The bareheaded driver opened the window and asked us, "by car?"

Qi mengyan said: "not for the moment. Excuse me, is there a better fishing ground in or near Shijiazhuang? "

The bareheaded driver glanced at us in dismay and impatiently said: "what kind of fishing ground is not fishing ground? It means nothing."

Qi mengyan explained, "it's the place to fish!"

The bareheaded driver shook his head: "No. There is no fishing place in Shijiazhuang! " After that, I started the car, but I didn't want to chat with us.

Qi mengyan frowned and said, "there is no fishing ground for such a big Shijiazhuang? Joke! "

The bareheaded driver snorted: "believe it or not! I don't have time to serve you. I want to ask the place to look at the map. I don't care. "

After that, the driver drove out of the gas door.

Qi mengyan stamped her feet and scolded: "Why are people so unfriendly here? Why is it so difficult to ask the way?"

I put a cigarette in my mouth: "it's normal. Don't talk for a moment, I'll ask. "

Qi mengyan looked at me suspiciously: "see what tricks you have!"

Then we went to another taxi. The taxi driver was a beautiful young woman. I sat directly on the copilot. Qi mengyan waved to me. I said to her, "get on the bus!"

Qi mengyan passively gets on the car: "what do you want to do?"

I ignored her and asked the driver, "take us to the nearest fishing ground. There are more fish!"

"There are many fishing places in Shijiazhuang, such as Zhaojiazhuang fishing Park, bull hanging fishing, Jiulong lake fishing ground, militia reservoir fishing ground..." the driver asked with a smile The driver of the beautiful woman obviously knows Shijiazhuang very well. She went out of a dozen fishing places in one mouth and asked us definitely, "which one to go to?"

I said with a smile, "the wild is the best. I like to fish wild! "

"Then go to Minsheng River," said the driver

I nodded, "go and have a look!"

So the female driver took Qi mengyan and I straight to Minsheng river. After observing the terrain, I called Chen Fusheng to report the situation: Mr. Chen, step on Minsheng River better. The scenery here is good, suitable for many kinds of fishing methods.

Chen Fusheng is satisfied and says: good. Then hurry back. I'm ready.

I said: OK.

So I took a taxi directly back to the hotel. Chen Fusheng could not wait to wait at the door of the hotel. Seeing me back, he immediately asked to leave.

I am ashamed in my heart: don't you need to be so urgent?

Mei is still opposed to Chen Fusheng's dictatorship, and puts forward the opposite opinion: "if you want to go fishing, I will go shopping with Xiao Qi!"

Chen Fusheng frowned and said, "you should keep pace with me!"

Sister Mei said angrily, "if you go to work, we must be in step with you. But the problem is, you go fishing. "

Chen Fusheng sighed a little, but he didn't force any more. He just told Qi mengyan, "protect your eyebrow sister well, and don't be too high-profile when you go out!"

Qi mengyan nodded: "don't worry, Mr. Chen, I will!"

In this way, the four of us split up for the time being. I drove the Honda full of fishing tackle to Minsheng river with Chen Fusheng. Chen Fusheng closed his eyes slightly and drove to the middle of the road. Suddenly, he opened his eyes like a corpse and said to me, "at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, it's the time when fish love hooks the most!"

I was startled by him, calmed down, and quickly echoed, "yes, yes, Mr. Chen!"

When Minsheng river came into view, Chen Fusheng leaned forward slightly, and felt his chin to enjoy the scenery on both sides of Minsheng river. There are many fishermen on the bank. Every tens of meters, there are many sea poles and handpoles. It's a harmonious scenery constructed by fishermen. The trees on the bank are luxuriant, as if they have not been stained yellow by the autumn wind.

Chen Fusheng had a smile on his face and picked up a cigarette. This kind of pride is full of fishing lovers' love for fish and water, and a different mood of life.

When I stopped at the right place, I began to get fishing gear out of the trunk. I couldn't help but gasp at the variety of fishing tackle. Ten sea poles, seven or eight hand poles, plus fish guards, baits and accessories, filled the whole trunk. It took me a long time to sort out all these fishing tackle. Originally, there were fishing gear bags in the trunk, but the careless Secretary didn't pack the fishing rods, but arranged them on one side. After getting things out, Chen Fusheng only mentioned a hand pole and walked leisurely to the river bank and began to choose the fishing position. I carry heavy fishing tackle and follow.

Chen Fusheng watched the river carefully, frowning or surprised. Occasionally I will try the water depth with a hand pole. Finally, he found the right place to fish and stopped: "here it is!"

I put down the fishing tackle with relief and tentatively asked Chen Fusheng, "are you baiting?"

Chen Fusheng shook his head lightly: "make your own! What kind of bait do you use? Choose it yourself! "

"Mr. Chen is an expert, can you recommend him?" I said

Chen Fusheng patted me on the shoulder: "study for yourself, Xiao Zhao. Remember a word, chewing other people's chewed steamed bread, not fragrant! "

I was disappointed, but I chose several sea poles and a four and a half meter light hand pole and began to match the bait. Now, the fish are very slippery, and the requirements for bait are higher and higher. I managed to deploy a general kill bait that integrated a variety of commodity baits, and began to load bait and cast the rod smugly.

Chen Fusheng slowly chose several packages of commercial baits, put them in a small basin and add some Larch powder to mix them, and then picked up some baits and put them in front of his nose to smell, and continued to add other baits. What a professional fisherman.

After setting up five sea poles, I grabbed a handful of baits and began to fish with my hand rod. But what makes people headache is that the little fish crazily make hook, the bait is not waiting to fall to the bottom of the water, then the little fish snatch it all. Angry, I caught a few small fish, ready to behead them to the public, hanging on the hook on the water will make a nest of small fish scared away. But when I saw the little fish swimming in the fish box, I couldn't bear it.

But Chen Fusheng's side, also makes a fish to make fierce, but his complexion is very calm. He fished a dozen small fish in one go and then threw one into the river every other minute. Ten minutes later, Chen Fusheng caught a crucian carp with a weight of seven or eight. Then they began to fish.

But my side, but still small fish noisy joy. I watched Chen Fusheng raise the pole again and again. I couldn't help asking, "Mr. Chen, how can I drive away the small fish in the nest?"

Chen Fusheng smiled and said: "why, forget how you drove away the management team of the Urban Management Association last time?"

I'm dizzy! Dare Chen Fusheng use this as a metaphor? I said with a wry smile, "the last time I used violence!"

Chen Fusheng said: "then this time, you are like me, let the tiger go back to the mountain. Remember the story in the movie "let the tiger go back to the mountain". It's a good way to wipe out specific enemies, let the tiger go back to the mountain and follow them to find their concentrated dens. But if you want to drive away your specific enemies, you can also use releasing tigers to return to the mountains. But it's time to put it. We have to plan how much we can catch and how much we can put in between. "

I frowned at Chen Fusheng, thinking that Chen Fusheng, an old fox, would tell me these great truths in various ways every time he fished! But I have to admit that his metaphor is very appropriate. But I still question: "Mr. Chen, do you mean that I can get rid of the small fish as long as I put them back into the water? But the fish can't talk. How can we get away? "

Chen Fusheng said with a smile: "people speak, animals speak. Naturally, animals have their own way of communication. However, not all people are easily threatened and moved. What should we do? Then we can cut off their logistics and make them have no food and obstacles in their lives. Do they have any reason not to move their nest? "

I carefully pondered Chen Fusheng's words, and thought that he was too deep, borrowing things to describe people, borrowing people to describe things. "You mean," I said tentatively, "I can change the bait for the bait that little fish don't like?"

Chen Fusheng smiled faintly, but did not speak. I went on to question, "but all the baits that big fish like to eat, small fish basically like to eat."

Chen Fusheng said: "no, it's not. Just as children like sugar, adults like light. The taste of your bait is too strong, so you need small fish to eat. "

I almost suddenly realized: "so, is my spice added too much?"

Chen Fusheng said with a smile: "it's very simple! For example, if we absorb talents, can you recruit talents with a monthly salary of one million? "

I can't help complaining about Chen Fusheng's metaphor. He always wisely uses fishing to teach me how to be a human being. Although there is some truth, it makes me feel boundless. However, even if he asked, I can't help but reply: "with a monthly salary of one million yuan, it must attract high-end talents. Without a certain amount of real talent, who dares to apply?"