RBCT Chapter 108 It's time to close the net.
Chapter 108 It's time to close the net.
Zhou Dazhuang rubbed his eyes, glanced at the hold again, and pointed to the full hold of lobsters.
"Boss, did you raid the Dragon King's palace?"
The quantity and quality of these fish are clearly not from fishing.
Lin Chen's face remained expressionless; he simply raised his hand to wipe the raindrops from his cheeks.
He patted Sun Heizi on the shoulder, who was still frozen in place.
"I'm snapping out of it."
"Yes, boss."
Sun Heizi jolted awake, straightened his back instantly, and regained his fierce look.
"As planned."
Lin Chen's voice was flat, devoid of emotion. "All the lobsters, immediately pack them into the ecological simulation chamber. Zhou Dazhuang, your men are in charge of hoisting them, and you need to be quick. Sun Heizi, the convoy will split into eight groups and head straight to the provincial capital to deliver the goods to Tang Zhen and the others as soon as possible."
"clear."
The two answered in unison and turned to get to work.
The Huangni Village Wharf immediately became busy.
The roar of the deep-sea winch resumed, and one by one, specially made ecological simulation chambers were hoisted onto the deck. Workers used huge scoop nets to scoop out the ornate lobsters and put them into the simulation chambers.
The hatch closed, and the temperature control system was activated.
Lin Chen stood at the bow of the boat, watching the convoy's engines start, kicking up dust, and disappear into the misty end of the highway.
He mentally accessed the system panel.
[Congratulations, host, on completing the "Devil's Reef Extreme Fishing" mission! You successfully captured a large quantity of high-value marine life under extremely harsh weather conditions.]
[Task Rating: S+]
[Reward settlement: Points +15000.]
[Current total points: 28500.]
[The system has detected that the host's points have met the upgrade requirements. The system shop is about to undergo a Level 4 update, which is expected to take 24 hours. The shop will be temporarily closed during the update.]
With a massive influx of points, the previously grayed-out upgrade button in the system shop is now flashing with soft golden light.
Lin Chen's heart stirred, and he casually clicked on today's intelligence report.
Four pieces of intelligence appeared on the screen.
One of them, a gold one, was particularly eye-catching.
[Hidden Secret: Li Jiande, a restaurant owner in the provincial capital, lost out due to his failed alliance with Jianghai Group. A gambling agreement and a rotten fish incident caused his cash flow to dry up, and all his properties were seized and frozen by banks. To repay high-interest loans, he is trying to sell his only unfrozen private asset—the Hongyun Ultra-Low Temperature Cold Storage in the core area of the provincial capital's logistics park—along with its eight accompanying refrigerated trucks, for a mere ten million yuan through a black market intermediary, preparing to flee overseas.]
Hongyun Cold Storage?
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes.
He remembered this place; it was one of the largest cold chain transit hubs in the provincial capital, with a particularly good location that could cover the entire city. Although he had previously acquired Shao Kun's Hengda Cold Chain, its focus was on warehousing and long-distance transportation, and its rapid delivery network within the provincial capital had always been a weakness.
If Longji Fresh wants to control the provincial capital, it must have its own large-scale transit base in the heart of the city.
This is like a pillow being delivered to someone who's just fallen asleep.
Moreover, it's ten million, to buy fixed assets worth at least thirty million.
A cold smile appeared on Lin Chen's lips.
Without hesitation, he took out his phone and dialed a number.
On the other end of the phone was a top-tier business lawyer hired by the group's legal department at great expense, nicknamed "Iron-Tongued King".
"Attorney Wang, please prepare an asset acquisition agreement for me. The target is Hongyun Cold Storage..."
Lin Chen lowered his voice and quickly assigned tasks.
......
at the same time.
The top-floor conference room of the Marriott Hotel in the provincial capital.
The conference room was filled with smoke, the air thick with the smell of cigars and cigarettes, mixed with an atmosphere of despair.
Tang Zhen's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the antique clock on the wall. With each tick of the second hand, he felt increasingly agitated.
Still no news?
He asked in a hoarse voice, his voice filled with barely suppressed anxiety.
The ashtray was already piled high with cigarette butts that he had roughly stubbed out.
The restaurant owners standing nearby were all pale-faced and looked dejected.
"It's over, it's all over."
A boss wearing a Zegna suit was slumped on the sofa, muttering to himself, "I just got a call. Jiang Haihui's dozen or so truckloads of goods from other provinces are all stuck on the national highway. Now that it's hot and there's a lack of oxygen, they're probably all rotting. I heard they're contacting the local authorities to dig pits and bury the fish."
"That idiot Li Jiande is the same."
Another boss gritted his teeth, "He wanted to take advantage of our blockade to make a quick buck with Jiang Hai, but now look what's happened. All his fish are gone, and he has nowhere to cry."
"The problem isn't them."
Tang Zhen slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, and paced back and forth in the room in agitation.
"It's Boss Lin. It's Boss Lin's convoy."
The Jianghai region was wiped out in one fell swoop, cutting off supply lines to other provinces.
Starting tomorrow morning, the fate of all high-end restaurants in the entire provincial capital will be in Lin Chen's hands.
But the weather suddenly changed last night, and the national highway was jammed because of that damned military exercise.
Nobody knows what's going on with Lin Chen.
What if... what if Lin Chen's convoy also gets stuck in traffic...
Tang Zhen dared not think any further.
"How about... how about we go and say some nice things to the people from Jianghai Association again?"
A timid shareholder stammered, "Even if they've lost the goods, the distribution channels are still there. It's better for us to admit our mistake than to face certain death..."
"Shut up."
Tang Zhen turned around abruptly, his eyes fierce. "Even if you go and lick the soles of their shoes now, they won't be able to conjure up a single live fish."
Just then.
Woo-hum-
Outside the window, a deep and distinctive roar of a heavy truck engine approached from afar, penetrating the thick soundproof glass.
That voice was familiar to everyone present.
It's a constant-temperature refrigerated truck that has been modified by Longji Fresh.
Tang Zhen was jolted and rushed to the window.
Outside the unloading area of the hotel kitchen, a huge refrigerated truck made a sharp drift and came to a steady stop at the entrance.
The car door opened, revealing Sun Heizi's angular face.
"Mr. Tang, inspect the goods."
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
Marriott's executive chef, Luo Yi, scrambled out of the kitchen. He ran so fast that his white chef's hat was askew.
All the bosses rushed to the kitchen door, staring intently at the rear hatch of the car.
As the hydraulic rods were pushed, the heavy hatch slowly rose.
laugh--
A plume of white, cold mist was expelled.
The moment the cold fog dissipated and the hatch opened.
The whole world fell silent.
Everyone held their breath.
Inside the huge ecological simulation chamber, the lights were bright and the water was clear.
Countless lobsters.
They waved their tentacles, which were thicker than an adult's arm, and swung their strong tails, stirring up splashes of water. Each one was full of energy.
The vibrant colors, the astonishing size, the overwhelming quantity...
"God... a miracle..."
Chef Luo Yi's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground. His white-gloved hand trembled as he reached out, wanting to touch it, but not daring to.
Tang Zhen was so excited that he was trembling all over; he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
He snatched the walkie-talkie and roared with all his might:
"Notify the Public Relations Department, Marketing Department, and all departments. Marriott is hosting a lobster extravaganza tonight. Unlimited lobster throughout the city."
The once-silent kitchen entrance erupted in cheers and shouts, with several owners even hugging each other, laughing and crying.
Their phones rang incessantly at the same time, all from other competitors begging and pleading for a share of the pie.
Just as the Marriott Hotel was brightly lit and the city's restaurant industry was in a frenzy.
An inconspicuous black sedan was parked in the shadows of the provincial capital's logistics park.
Lin Chen did not bask in the cheers of victory.
He sat in the back seat, the car window half-rolled down, his cold gaze piercing through the night, fixed on the only office still lit up on the top floor of the Hongyun Cold Chain Building not far away.
He picked up his phone and glanced at the message that Attorney Wang had just sent.
The agreement is ready, funding is in place, and we can start operations at any time.
He looked at the lit office and sent a second message to Attorney Wang: "Let's begin."