noffsinger Chapter 939: There is a bright future in another village
Chapter 939: There is a bright future in another village
After getting off the helicopter, Li Moer and Zhao Yunting went to the conference room.
The meeting room was very lively at this time. The fishermen were either standing or sitting, discussing whether the beautiful woman riding a dragon was Mazu or Guanyin.
What Li Moer didn't know was that the helicopter on Lu Weiguo's cruiser had already flown to the South China Sea Fleet with the videotape.
Li Moer and Zhao Yunting entered the conference room, and the fishermen inside quieted down when they saw them come in.
Li Moer and Zhao Yunting stood together and saluted the fishermen. Li Moer said, "I am the owner of Wangyou Island. My name is Li Moer. Wangyou Island welcomes you all."
Zhao Yunting said, "I am the captain of a destroyer of the South China Sea Fleet. On behalf of the country and all of China, I want to say thank you to everyone for your efforts in protecting our islands. I solemnly promise that the country will never forget you. You are all heroes of this country."
Li Moer said, "Your actions have protected both Xiaodiao Island and Wangyou Island. For your outstanding performance, Wangyou Island has decided to reward each captain with US$10,000 and each crew member with 5,000 meters of gold."
The fishermen below were immediately in an uproar when they heard this. Ten thousand Mijin—that's roughly equivalent to seventy thousand Chinese yuan. When their voices quieted down a bit, Li Moer continued, "Just now, the dragon-riding immortal used his great power to transmit a message over a thousand miles to inform me that she's repaired all the Japanese boats. After everyone finishes their meal, gather at the dock. She'll deliver the iron boats there, and the captains will draw lots to decide who gets which boat."
"Boom!" The quiet conference room was once again bustling with activity. The fishermen were all excited, especially the captains. They had thought they had lost their fishing boats, which had been their livelihood, but unexpectedly, a silver lining emerged. Not only did they receive a reward of 10,000 gold coins, but they also received iron boats given by the immortals. They loved those iron boats so much. Each one was bigger and more beautiful than their own fishing boats. They had never expected that the immortals would give them these boats.
The captains were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. They had never thought that one day they would be able to sail on a tin boat. It was truly a blessing from their ancestors. When they returned, they would make a statue of the immortal and burn incense every morning and evening to pray for his blessings.
At the same time, on the sea, the last remaining iron boat was searching for survivors. The captain, a crew member and a cameraman were tremblingly pulling the survivors onto the boat.
They never dreamed that they would end up with their ship destroyed and everyone dead after arriving so high and proud. Alas, it was their own fault for being so blind as to force their way into the place where the gods were cultivating. This is what they call seeking death.
It was low tide at this time, and the people floating on the sea were drifting eastward for dozens of nautical miles with the ocean current, and the small fishing island was almost out of sight.
Inside the kitchen of Forget-Your-Sorrows Island, the chefs are busy preparing delicious dishes. Today they are using their best skills to make a delicious meal for these real heroes.
The guests on the island were notified that the meal time would be postponed and they could only eat after the Chinese heroes had finished their meal.
The guests had no objection to this. They also admired the fishermen very much and had great respect for their spirit of using wooden boats to block the other side's iron boats in order to protect their country's islands.
The fishermen sat at the dining table in the exquisitely decorated restaurant, looking at the delicious food on the table, their hands holding the chopsticks trembling slightly. They never dreamed that one day they would be able to eat such delicious food.
After the meal, the cafeteria staff cleared away the dishes, and the accounting supervisor walked into the meeting room with a list of people and several accounting assistants carrying bundles of banknotes.
The accounting manager said, "Whoever's name I call, please stand up. We'll deliver the money to you. Since we on Wangyou Island earn money from foreigners, we don't have Chinese currency here. You can exchange these Chinese yuan at the bank after you return home."
She picked up the list and read: "Wang Dafa, Captain." A dark-faced man in his forties among the fishermen stood up with his teeth bared.
Xiaohui counted out ten thousand Mi Jin walked up to him and handed him the money.