Under Zhang Yang's direction, although Han Mocheng's performance seemed a bit exaggerated, it matched the situation well enough, successfully raising the stakes of the fish-pinching competition to fifty bucks a round.
Ma Yuhua, relying on his status, did not participate in the earlier discussion, but waited until things had settled down and the excitement was brewing to say a few summarizing words.
"Xiao Zhang, you've started your fishing equipment company, not only is your business expanding, but your technical skills are also improving rapidly?"
Zhang Yang grinned: "Hehe, Teacher Ma, please don't say that. Compared to you, I'll always be just a little student!
The team wants to have some fun, so why not?
Others might not know, but you surely do, how costly going out to compete can be!
While winter is here, let's hone our skills with you experts, prepare for battles, and strive to participate more in competitions when spring arrives next year. I look forward to your guidance!"
