Usually, whether it's a private pond or a reservoir, Zhang Yang always outfishes everyone, and old Lang would naturally be quite low-key. But today was different. Old Lang led a team and completely loaded up at the reservoir, so of course, he had to say hi and show off a bit.
"Hey! Xiao Zhang!! What are you doing at the seafood market? Buying seafood? Not many stalls are open at this hour!" Lang Junfeng hit the brakes, parked the car, rolled down the window, and waved at Zhang Yang.
Although Zhang Yang wasn't too fond of old Lang, they were at least acquaintances. Since the other took the initiative to greet him, Zhang Yang also braked and pulled over.
"President Lang just came back from fishing?" Zhang Yang glanced at the other cars behind and noticed they looked quite similar in formation to how Zhang Yang's team looked when wrapping up a fishing trip.
