Golden Fishery

Let me say a few words at the beginning: 1. Now the bullet casing is Kavinka's, so I want to die! 2. I basically issue points every day, but there are only 500 points a month, so please understand; 3. This article is a long article, so the pace is a bit slow, please forgive me again; 4. Repeat question 1, shit Why Cavin, it hurts so much! ****

Without the need for the two female tour guides to answer, Qin Shiou immediately understood what was going on.

It's all the fault of that tens of millions of tax bills!

There is no doubt that Qin Shiou happened to meet a tourist inspection group when he went to pay his taxes. Those people must have thought about him when they learned that he was wealthy and single.

No wonder the registration for this tour group is so hot. It is estimated that the competition is for the leaders of the inspection group. They send their own daughters, daughters of relatives or daughters of friends, as long as they are single and excellent, they will send them to travel together. up.

As for the purpose, it goes without saying that it must be to let his daughter catch Qin Shiou, the golden tortoise son-in-law.

Qin Shiou sighed helplessly, leaned back on the taxi seat weakly, and muttered: "Grandma, people are confused, this team is not easy to lead."

The two beautiful female tour guides looked at each other, and then encouraged each other with their eyes. The melon-faced girl blushed and said in a low voice, "Brother Qin, can we exchange contact information?"

Qin Shiou smiled wryly, and he explained: "I think you have all been misled. In fact, I have no money. Really, I do have a fishing ground, but my fishing ground is the legacy left to me by my second grandfather..."

"Do you have a fishing ground? Excuse me, are you the Chinese Sea God?" The driver who had been driving silently turned his head and asked suddenly.

The God of the Sea of ​​China is a nickname given to Qin Shiou by the St. Johns media. At the end of July, he bought two fish farms at once and invested tens of millions of dollars to buy fish fry and seaweed to revitalize the fish farms. At that time, he made a good effort limelight.

Qin Shiou shut up decisively: "No. I'm not!"

"You must be, lord, huh, I have a young billionaire in my car? Dude, nice job. You're totally right about investing in fish farms, and I bet you'll be a superstar in Newfoundland fish farms .” The driver started chattering.

It's normal, driving is a very boring thing, so every driver is an eloquent chatterbox.

Qin Shiou lowered his head silently, he knew that the two girls would not believe what he explained now. The driver exposed everything, just look at the faces of the two female tour guides.

What Qin Shiou regretted the most was,

In order to express his importance to these tourists, after discussing with Hamley, the town hired his trawler yacht. To be in charge of transporting these girls between Farewell Island and St. Johns.

Originally, Qin Shiou wanted to make a small profit, and the yacht's employment fee was not low. He was paid according to the number of trips, and he would have to pay him 1,500 yuan for a trip to and from town. As a result, the yacht is now the best tool for him to show off his wealth.

Fortunately, he hasn't bought a plane yet, or else he's really going to die.

Sure enough, after learning that the yacht was Qin Shiou's private property. The girls became more enthusiastic about him. Qin Shiou's phone number, msn, QQ, ** and Twitter were asked for more than 20 times within less than one kilometer of the yacht...

Qin Shiou hid in the cockpit. It was useless, but the girl who followed was even more amazed: "Shuai Qin, you can also drive a yacht, so amazing, the Lun family adores you, can you teach me how to sail?"

Nelson volunteered with the purpose of not being in trouble. He stepped forward and said, "If you want to learn how to drive a yacht, you can come to me, girls. I am... Hey, don't leave. Aren't you going to learn how to drive a yacht?"

"Hey, don't go, I'm still a retired sniper from the Canadian Special Forces, I can tell you some interesting stories about the army..."

The girls waved and said- to him chicly, leaving him with only a slender back.

When they arrived at Farewell Island, the girls finally let Qin Shiou go, and they were quickly attracted by the elegant environment and ancient charm of the town.

Walking on the bluestone-paved town road, breathing the slightly fishy sea breeze, looking at the colorful wooden houses on both sides, these girls living in the metropolis are completely intoxicated.

Although there are no particularly shocking landmarks in Farewell Town, it is a small fishing port with a long history. Over the past two hundred years, various styles of buildings have been added to this town.

"Which year did Farewell Town appear? In fact, the history cannot be tested. Two hundred years ago, when the first group of English fishermen came here, they began to build the first houses. Later, the French came, and the Dutch The people came, the Mexicans came, the Russians came, and so there were these various styles of houses.”

Qin Shiou led the girls while walking and explained: "That small building is our town government, and it is the place where the mayor of Hamley usually works. You should be familiar with its style, yes, Gothic architecture, with Towers and classical columns, beautiful."

Hamley took off his top hat and bowed to pay his respects. The girls applauded politely, but their attention was obviously not on him, either looking at the scenery or Qin Shiou.

Before the tour officially started, Qin Shiou took the girls from the pier into the town and arranged accommodation for them first, but he passed some buildings with stories on the way, so he would explain them.

As for the veracity of these stories, hehe, I don’t know if the girls believe it or not, but Qin Shiou doesn’t believe it anyway:

The bastard Hughes said that his convenience store used to be the palace of Pirate King Kidd, and the old Monkey, the owner of Monkey Pizza, said that Queen Elizabeth once ate in his shop when he visited St. Johns. Hughes, he said his grocery store, was a two-hundred-year-old Sioux stable...  

However, the hotel he chose to stay in was a good one. It was the small Victorian hotel that Qin Shiou lived in when he first came to bid farewell to the town.

There are only 14 rooms in the hotel, which is really not big, but the style is very good, and the exterior decoration is bright and colorful. Behind the small building is a yard with a garden and a small orchard. The rooms are very hygienic. You can see the ocean from any room, and the sea breeze blows in when you open the windows.

In addition, the interior decoration of the hotel is also ancient and ancient, with double entrance steps, spiral stairs and wooden floors, all full of strong artistic atmosphere, and the classical taste is very pure. Especially the bed in each room is a Gothic bed with wooden pillars decorated with arched carvings.

The chubby boss introduced these beds with pride: "My ancestors brought them from London, look at the workmanship, look at the patina on the wood, they have a history! Ladies, lie on them, You are talking to history!"

"Papa papa!" The girls took out their mobile phones and started taking crazy selfies. The uncle and the boss wanted to avoid it, but a girl with an oval face directly took two pictures.

The boss escaped from the room under the gloomy gaze of the proprietress. When he saw Qin Shiou, his face was filled with joy, and he asked quietly: "Man, is this room really priced at 150 yuan a night? It's a sudden increase of 100 yuan, not too much." All right?"

Qin Shiou patted him on the shoulder and said, "So you have to spend more time on breakfast and supper, buddy, we don't want to cheat money, we want to make money! Do you understand what I mean? Charge high prices and provide high quality service! Only in this way can the reputation of Farewell Town be spread.”

The boss nodded approvingly, Qin Shiou thought for a while and asked again: "Your bed, did you really buy it from London?"

Seeing no one around, the boss smiled and said, "Of course, it was indeed bought from London—the second-hand market on St. John's London Street."

"Fucking businessman!" Qin Shiou scolded. (to be continued)