Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King-Chapter 594 - 340: Accident
Hearing that somewhat raspy voice, Zhang Yang instinctively turned his head to take a look.
In sight was a man completely unfamiliar to him, looking to be in his early thirties, around a little over 1.7 meters tall, not exactly fat, but definitely not thin either—let's call it an average build.
The man had an outdated center part hairstyle, a long face, a pointed chin, and narrow eyes that gave off a very cold feeling.
If one had to describe the feeling in animal terms, those eyes resembled that of a snake.
"Qiu Wu! I've already severed ties with your people! What do you want now?"
Seeing Qiu Wu come over to stir up trouble again, Han Mocheng's previously smiling face instantly turned cold.
"I don't want anything! We used to be in cahoots, so seeing you from afar, what's wrong with coming over to say hi?"
Qiu Wu smirked, took out a cigarette and lit it in a very practiced manner, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke.
"You..." Han Mocheng was at a loss for words, temporarily stunned.
At this moment, Wang Yan took a step forward, slightly tilting his head to glance at Qiu Wu, the first to speak up, "Buddy, Xiao Han is our friend! What do you want?"
"Damn! Which zipper wasn't closed that let you out? What's any of this got to do with you? Zhang Yang hasn't even spoken; who the hell are you?"
Qiu Wu gave Wang Yan a disdainful glance, not even bothering to look directly at him.
From Qiu Wu's words, Zhang Yang understood that this guy must have done his homework before coming here, and it was no longer suitable to just watch and wait.
This idiot was being too arrogant; Zhang Yang was worried that, given my brother Yan's temper, he might slap this idiot across the face if he got in a bad mood.
"Damn it!" Wang Yan was about to explode, but Zhang Yang grabbed him.
"Do you have business here, fellow angler? I'm Zhang Yang. If you have something to say, say it to me!" Zhang Yang looked at him calmly, speaking slowly.
"Rumor has it that the president of your Famous Fishing Tackle Company is a young and handsome man, and now that we meet, there seems to be some truth to it!
I've come over just to say one thing, and then I'll be on my way!
Our Northwest Wolf company has already signed a three-year non-compete agreement with Han Mocheng, so if your team is thinking about bringing him on board, it's not a good idea. You might end up in a lawsuit!
You're a smart guy, and the waters here run deep. I advise you not to take sides lightly, or you might end up offending people!"
Zhang Yang had no recollection of Qiu Wu, but once he mentioned Northwest Wolf Fishing Tackle Company, Zhang Yang did have some memory of it. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
This company in his previous life didn't operate for very long; from gaining some notoriety to going out of business, it lasted less than three years like a flash in the pan.
Wolf King Qin Xiao was an exceptional angler who had consecutively won two FTT substation championships, and Northwest Wolf Company became famous because of his victories.
Zhang Yang had competed against Qin Xiao several times in the past, with a record of three wins and one loss, having a clear upper hand.
As for Qin Xiao's personality and the team's strength in real life, Zhang Yang had no idea.
"Offend someone? Who? Qin Xiao?? I, Zhang Yang, have never liked stirring up trouble, but if anyone thinks I'm a pushover, they're welcome to try me!" Zhang Yang grinned, his tone filled with arrogance and disdain.
"You're a real badass!!" Qiu Wu, seeing Zhang Yang unbending, seemed displeased.
"Just a little badass, not a big deal! Just enough to deal with some small fry!" Zhang Yang replied nonchalantly.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it YOURSELF! I gave you face, didn't I? I'll give you three seconds to disappear from my sight! Otherwise, suffer the consequences!!" Wang Yan stepped forward, pointing his index finger at Qiu Wu's nose, teetering on the edge of anger, ready to lash out with a slap at any moment.
This time, Zhang Yang didn't intervene. He had seen many arrogant people, but Qiu Wu was particularly rare, and letting Brother Yan put him in his place was a good idea.
Despite his outward bravado, Qiu Wu could still recognize the seriousness of the situation.
Seeing Brother Yan give him an ultimatum, he didn't dare to mess around any further.
"I've delivered the message, and I hope President Zhang will think it over! I've got other matters to attend to, so I'm leaving!" Qiu Wu threw out two polite, superficial remarks and turned to leave.
"Darn, blowing hot air! I thought he was the real deal! A paper tiger!" Wang Yan smirked disdainfully.
After Qiu Wu left, Zhang Yang turned to Han Mocheng, "What's going on, care to share?"
Han Mocheng looked conflicted, hesitating for a few seconds before saying, "I used to be with the Northwest Wolf Competition Team for a while, but some things happened that conflicted with my principles, so I filed for resignation!
What Qiu Wu said about the non-compete agreement is true! I did sign a contract back then!"
"Signed it, so what? Does it affect our fishing? We'll tackle problems as they come; it's just fishing, not breaking the law. Can Qin Xiao really shut us all down?!
Zhang Yang grinned, dismissive of the so-called non-compete agreement.
Initially, Zhang Yang hadn't even considered bringing Han Mocheng onto the team, but because he was taking advantage of his hospitality and Han Mocheng was reliable in his conduct, they became friends, fishing and competing together.
Qiu Wu's assumptions prior to coming over were completely wrong, thinking that Han Mocheng had found a new backer and came to exert pressure.
"Sorry for causing trouble for you guys!" Han Mocheng said softly.
"Trouble my ass, whatever happens, we've got your back! If it's a legal issue, our company has legal advisers! If it's a fistfight, we know how to handle those long-haired guys! You don't need to worry about anything, just focus on the competition!" Wang Yan declared boldly.
Zhang Yang also smiled: "Yan bro is right! After the competition, don't think too much! Let's go find a place to have a drink!"
...
On the other side, Qiu Wu strolled back to his team. A man with sharp eyebrows and handsome features was fiddling with his phone, chatting with someone on WeChat.
"Brother Xiao! I talked to them! That Zhang Yang doesn't seem to care much!" Qiu Wu reported truthfully.
"Doesn't care? What did he say?" Qin Xiao put down his phone and looked at his subordinate with curiosity.
In Qin Xiao's view, Zhang Yang was just someone who got lucky, riding the wave of social media to rise to fame, but his young age was a disadvantage.
"I told him Han Mocheng has a non-compete agreement with our company and that he shouldn't easily take sides; otherwise, he might run into trouble!"
"Damn, isn't that a blatant threat? What did he say?" Qin Xiao frowned upon hearing Qiu Wu's words.
"He said a little bit of swagger isn't that impressive, but it's enough to handle some nobodies!"
It seemed Qiu Wu didn't catch the derogatory tone in Zhang Yang's words and quoted them quite vividly.
"Tsk tsk, young and successful, he's certainly arrogant! Alright, got it!" Qin Xiao nodded and continued to focus on the messages on his phone.
"Boss, what do we do next? Although Zhang Yang is young, his team seems pretty tough!"
"What do we do? Just chill, what else can we do? The message was delivered, so they should be aware! If they don't mess with us, we'll leave them alone too!"
Without raising his head, Qin Xiao continued texting on WeChat, while Qiu Wu slyly glanced over and noticed Qin Xiao chatting with at least three or four accounts with female avatars, and the conversation was quite explicit.
"Oh! Got it!"
...
Back to Zhang Yang and his crew, after the first day of the competition, everyone got into their cars and left the Jiulong Mountain Villa competition site. Han Mocheng also drove behind them back to the hotel residence.
On the way back, Zhou Chu, who was rarely on the other car, called Zhang Yang.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Yang didn't avoid Liu Zi, who was driving, or Xiaobao in the back seat, and casually answered the phone.
"Hello? What's up, Brother Zhou?"
"Captain, I just discussed with Qiangzi and Wang Yan, and we decided to give you a call to remind you!
You see, this Han Mocheng, with all the effort he's put into getting close to us from the start, could there be some ulterior motive?"
The voice on the phone was very rational and serious, showing it was a well-considered call.
Upon hearing the topic, a smirk unconsciously curved on Zhang Yang's lips.
"There's another sentence you didn't say, right? You're afraid I'll be used, taking a bullet for him? I think you're overthinking it!"
"Exactly! Why couldn't it be? After all, there's no emotional foundation! To put it bluntly, it's just barbecue mutton friendship!"
Zhang Yang paused for a second and slowly said: "An inexplicable intuition!
It's fine, anyway, I haven't promised him anything, and our company's team structure is healthy, we're not considering hiring more people!
If we get along, we can hang out together; if not, we can part ways!"
"That's good then!"
"Anything else?"
"Nope!"
"Alright then!"
"Okay!"
...
After hanging up, Zhang Yang placed the phone on the dashboard and closed his eyes, pinching his brows as if resting.
Though it looked like he was resting, Zhang Yang's mind was racing through memories of his interactions with Han Mocheng.
From following him behind the car fishing, to later chatting, to organizing a barbecue mutton feast, each incident flashed rapidly in his mind like a carousel.
Han Mocheng indeed showed keen interest, but there were no logical issues, and the idea of teaming up for the competition was Zhang Yang's own suggestion, which the other party initially hesitated.
Considering these clues, Zhang Yang felt his judgment was accurate.
As for Qin Xiao and the Northwest Wolf Fishing Tackle team, that was completely unexpected!
