With money in hand, the company has more confidence in its development.
Zhao Bingguang didn't follow the original plan of upgrading the production line in the winter off-season. Instead, he made a bold move by purchasing a piece of land over ten acres in the development zone to start preparing for the construction of a new factory.
Suddenly, there were countless things to do. Zhao Bingguang was running back and forth between the company and the new factory site, officially getting busy.
Zhao Bingguang was so busy that his feet barely touched the ground, while Zhang Yang, the carefree boss, was relatively leisurely.
Zhang Yang took his team to fish at the venues in surrounding cities, while also shooting and recording video materials for their public account. The team had already reached a good level of cohesion, living a rather satisfying life.
After another half month, Zhang Yang and his team were considering which fishing venue to shoot their next black pit video at when Zhao Bingguang gave him a call, disrupting Zhang Yang's travel plans.
In Zheng City, adjacent to W City District, the contest rules of a river fishing competition were announced.
Unlike typical commercial fishing competitions, this river fishing competition was spearheaded by Zheng City's Sports Bureau and supported by the Chinese Fishing Association, making it a nationally recognized fishing event.
The total number of participants allowed to register is a thousand, and the champion prize is as high as one hundred thousand yuan, making the competition quite prestigious.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yang gathered his team: "The filming of this black pit video will be postponed! Zhao Bingguang just told me some news, and I'll post the information in the WeChat group for everyone to see!"
Soon, the contest rules popped up in the WeChat group.
Han Qiang widened his eyes after reading the beginning: "River fishing competition? Are we going to participate? Wow, it's limited to a thousand people, quite a large scale!"
Zhang Yang nodded: "Zheng City is hosting the river fishing competition, which is very close to us and the event is of quite a scale. Just like Zhao Bingguang, I think it's a chance we shouldn't miss! Does anyone else have any issues?"
Wang Yan read the contest rules from start to finish, crushed his cigarette on the sole of his shoe, and said fiercely, "Damn, the champion takes a hundred thousand yuan! This is worth doing!"
Zhang Yang: "Since no one has any objections, I'll have Zhao Bingguang register the four of us!
The competition is scheduled for Thursday and Friday, so we still have plenty of time!"
"I saw in the rules, it's in some canal wetland park. Is it farmed fish or wild fish? The rules don't say!" Zhou Chu raised the question at this point.
Zhang Yang shook his head: "I don't know either, but we have an agent in Zheng City, we can go there early to find out, we should be able to get firsthand information!
We'll set off early on Wednesday and return on Friday or Saturday, everyone should inform their families and make arrangements if they have any engagements!"
"Alright, let's try to bring back the championship! And then hog it all!"
"Haha, a hundred thousand yuan, I think I'm up for it! My left eyelid has been twitching a lot recently, feels like I'm going to come into a windfall!" Wang Yan tugged at his little braid excitedly.
"With the Four Gentlemen in hand, we can flatten wherever we go!" Han Qiang was also very confident about the competition.
Lately, with the team having gone through the technical honing period during black pit filming, they were frequently on top and around bends, feeling very confident.
Having decided to participate in the competition, for the next day and a half, the team stayed put in the store, busy preparing.
There are many similarities between a competition and warfare; preliminary preparations and information collection are very important.
Information collection will start once they head over, but preliminary preparations shouldn't be taken lightly.
Zhang Yang and the others made thorough preparations for different models of fishing line combinations, sub-line models, bait which might be used in the competition. Each person prepared three sub-line boxes, taking into account various fishing conditions.
On Wednesday morning at eight, Zhang Yang and Han Qiang each drove a car, carrying the fishing equipment for four from the store, heading for Zheng City.
According to the navigation mileage, it's about three hundred kilometers from W City to Zheng City. They took the back roads and part of the highway, getting off the highway after about four and a half hours, heading straight for the lodging where they would first settle down.
After checking into the lodging and having a simple lunch, Zhang Yang led the group to the local agency fishing equipment store they had contacted in advance, Pengcheng Fishing Tackle.
This fishing equipment store was a subordinate partner developed by the Boss Xin. Just when the Xiaohu noodles started shipping, the owner decisively acquired the agency qualifications, and sales have been consistently good.
Prior to coming, Zhang Yang had never interacted with them, and upon reaching their store, he found that the scale of the shop was larger than expected.
"Wow, this Pengcheng Fishing Tackle is quite large, almost on par with the scale over at Lang Junfeng's place!" Han Qiang couldn't help but remark.
"Look at their signage, the brands they're agents for are really strong! Daiwa, Shimano, Ming Lun, Tianyuan, Hua Clan!" Wang Yan also couldn't help but add.
Zhang Yang opened the car door: "Stop gawking, let's go have a look inside! Being large is good, means the boss is well-connected locally, and we can gather more useful information! Get out of the car!"
"Let's go!"
Everyone got off the car, lined up with Zhang Yang, and pushed open the store door.
"Welcome, can I help you with anything?" A woman who appeared to be in her thirties greeted Zhang Yang and the others from behind the cashier's counter as they entered.
Zhang Yang asked with a cheerful smile: "Hello, is Boss Luo in today? We're here from W City, we called him before coming!"
"W City? Oh, I remember now, you're from the Xiaohu noodle company here for the Zheng City competition, aren't you? Old Luo did mention it!"