Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Chapter 716 - 413: Situational Awareness

Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Chapter 716 - 413: Situational Awareness

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After receiving the call, Zhang Yang had mentally prepared himself for dealing with someone like Old Xu, who had a certain sentimentality, but encountering a big shot with a 99999 license plate exceeded his expectations.

Despite his surprise, Zhang Yang maintained a composed expression.

He nodded towards Xiao Zhang, "Alright, got it!"

...

On stage, the award ceremony was still ongoing. The awards for the 20th to the 11th place had concluded, and it was time for the top ten to come up in order.

On Zhang Yang's team, since many participants had won awards, they took six of the top ten spots.

When the ninth place, YoYo, was called to the stage, the audience saw a tall female angler come up, and the crowd instantly became excited.

Being a host herself, YOYO was completely unfazed in such a situation. She went on stage with a package of Yellow Storm bait, and after receiving her prize and certificate, she confidently struck a pose facing the camera.

YOYO, as the first to wear the Famous Fishing Tackle Company's uniform on stage, didn't stir much discussion among the anglers below, apart from a few kindly comments about her being a rare beauty and some whispers in private.

But when more and more anglers came on stage wearing the Famous Fishing Tackle Company's sun-protective clothing and carrying bait packages, the discussion below noticeably grew louder.

The Famous Fishing Tackle Company? Many had heard of it, but not necessarily used Zhang Yang's products.

As for the bait package with the Yellow Storm name, it was also the first time people had seen it.

Could it be a new generation of powerful Divine Bait? How did so many anglers from the Famous Fishing Tackle Company achieve such great results?

Before Zhang Yang, the champion, took the stage, Wang Yan and Zhou Chu had already interacted briefly with the host as the second and third place winners, sharing a few humorous remarks in their acceptance speeches about thanking the organizers and sponsors, posing with the bait packages before stepping down, fulfilling their duties as professional anglers.

"Next, let's invite the champion of today's competition, Zhang Yang, to come on stage and receive his glory! Please welcome Zhang Yang!!!"

Under the enthusiastic invitation of the host, Zhang Yang boldly walked up to the award podium.

Today's host was a man with slicked-back hair and gelled, an unfamiliar face. Zhang Yang hadn't seen him before, and he didn't seem to be part of the community. He looked somewhat like a wedding emcee.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang Yang! Before you came on stage, I was already taken aback by your total weight of over a thousand pounds when I checked the results! I didn't expect you to look so young!"

Zhang Yang slightly pressed his lips together and grinned, "You too, we're both young fresh meat!"

"Haha, Mr. Zhang Yang, you're not only good at fishing but also quite humorous!"

"Learned from you!" Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

"Since you're the champion of today's first match, why not say a few words to the crowd?

I noticed that your team performed quite well in this competition, care to share any fun and useful secret weapons with the anglers?"

Hearing the host say this, Zhang Yang suddenly found him even more charming. Everyone loves a little flattery, and this host was clearly a pro at handling interpersonal relationships.

With just a few words, he had lifted Zhang Yang up and shrewdly noticed Zhang Yang's need to advertise his own products. This guy could be a valuable friend, with full marks for insight.

"Haha, it's funny you mention it. The main purpose of our participation in this competition was to promote our company's new products! Here, I've brought the new bait package with me!"

Zhang Yang's mental fortitude was extremely high. Such an award stage, surrounded by hundreds of spectators, didn't cause him any psychological pressure.

He confidently displayed the bait package to the audience and cameras around him.

"Oh? Yellow Storm? What a powerful name! Is it an upgraded version of the Yellow Surface bait for competitive fishing?"

"Yes! This is a new competitive fishing bait our company has just successfully developed and tested, addressing many of the pain points ordinary anglers faced using the old version.

This should be the first official public appearance so far!

Our company's new bait has had a major upgrade in raw materials and formulation compared to the original Yellow Surface, and at the same time, to accommodate the level restrictions of most ordinary anglers, the flavor and state of the bait have undergone a deep upgrade.

The Yellow Storm bait has a flavor that carp love, so even if you have no idea about additives, just following our recommended formula ratio will work for over ninety percent of competitive fishing situations. If you are an expert angler, then our bait's effect will further enhance your performance!

Only at high-level competitive ponds like Jinghai Garden can the bait's performance receive a more comprehensive test!

True to expectations, our team of six, including two female anglers, achieved excellent results, proving that our product's effect stood the test, and we welcome partners from all over the country to discuss cooperation!"

"Haha, with what you said, even someone like me, who isn't great at fishing, wants to give it a try!"

"No problem, I'll send you a few packs to try out later!"

"I'll thank you in advance for that!

Now that the acceptance speech is over, let's invite Mr. Wang Defa, the sponsor of today's competition, to come on stage to present the award to the champion!"

Hearing Zhang Yang casually advertised his product on the award stage through a smooth Q&A with the host, Wang Defa, the main sponsor and naming rights holder, was grinding his molars in frustration in the backstage rest area.

Clearly, he was the one who paid for the sponsorship naming rights, but in the end, it felt like he made the wedding dress for Zhang Yang. Compared to Zhang Yang's advertising effect, Wang Defa felt like a big fool.

Feeling aggrieved but helpless, who could blame them for achieving the results?

On the competition field, nothing matters more than the catch, which speaks louder than words. After hearing the host's introduction, Wang Defa walked onto the stage with a stiff expression.

The ceremonial lady brought up a giant check model with the ten thousand prize written on it and handed it to Wang Defa.

And Zhang Yang, meeting Wang Defa's gaze, looked back openly.

"Young man, your fishing skills aren't bad!" Wang Defa muttered with a stiff smile.

The original conversation between the two of them was face-to-face without a microphone, heard only by Zhang Yang, Wang Defa, and the few people nearby, including the host and the ceremonial lady.

But the host seemed unaware that Wang Defa was a bit heated and thought he wanted to chat with the champion, so he expertly handed the microphone over.

Zhang Yang: "Just a stroke of luck! You're too kind!"

"To take the championship from me indeed shows some skills! My team was careless today and didn't perform well. There's still another day tomorrow; hopefully, our team can excel and perform better!" Wang Defa said with drooping eyelids.

"Hehe! Thanks for your good words! I went to have my fortune told a couple of days ago, and they said my luck was pretty good. I'll do my best tomorrow and aim to come up again to accept the prize from you!"

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