Chapter 162 - 158: Another Arena Competition, Watch My Grand Opening Event

Chapter 162: Chapter 158: Another Arena Competition, Watch My Grand Opening Event

"Holy shit, are fish trucks this advanced now? The release valve has its own pipe system, and it even comes with a weight display. It’s like a weigh station on the highway!"

The anglers sat at their spots, getting their gear ready.

They thought the fish truck and its logo were already stunning enough, and that stocking the fish would be a normal affair. But this scene left them stunned all over again.

"Ready to release the fish."

Wang Tao stood by the tank and pressed a button. The steel plate over the tank’s outlet slowly rose. With a SPLASH of rushing water, fish began to flow through the pipe and into the pond.

"BEEP BEEP~"

The number on the electronic screen instantly changed, displaying "3.1".

"Holy shit, it’s actually weighing them! This is way too high-tech."

"And it looks like it ignores the weight of the water, only calculating the weight of the fish. This is some real high-tech stuff."

The anglers watched the number change, then looked at the grass carp sliding out. They estimated it was at least three kilograms, which meant the electronic screen was only displaying the weight of the fish.

They were speechless with shock and disbelief.

"Boss Chen really puts his heart into this fishing ground."

Beyond their shock, the anglers were filled with genuine praise.

From the service to the amenities, Boss Chen always insisted on the highest quality. Even small things like the sun umbrellas and life jackets were high-tech products.

As for the big things, like the restroom facilities and this fish truck, they could blow every other fishing ground out of the water.

And that wasn’t even mentioning the core of the business: the fish themselves. Their scales and condition were a cut above anything you’d find at the market. You could hardly call them freshly stocked; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say they were wild.

As for how the fishing ground was run—forget fancy titles—first, there was the hundred-jin Daqing to anchor the place, then the Anglers’ Carnival, and now the upcoming opening of the Old Pond.

Did the results even need to be mentioned?

"Chen Yuan Fishing Ground. I’ve gotta make this my regular spot."

The anglers were overcome with emotion. Their conviction to become regulars here deepened, and their appreciation for the Chen Yuan Fishing Ground—even their sense of belonging—grew stronger.

"SPLASH-SPLASH-SPLASH~"

The stocking process didn’t take long, finishing in less than ten minutes. The electronic screen displayed the number "5,000"—a perfectly round number with nothing extra.

"The maximum capacity of the Level 1 Fish Truck is five thousand kilograms of fish. Therefore, this release was exactly five thousand kilograms. The stocking is complete. Boss Chen, do you have any other instructions?"

Wang Tao asked, standing beside the tank.

"No other instructions from me. Since the fish are in, go ahead and cast your lines, bosses! Have a blast, and I hope you get non-stop bites and fill your nets!"

Chen Yuan was very satisfied with this stocking.

To be precise, he was very satisfied with the effect of the Level 1 Fish Truck. Between the truck itself and the logo, he had definitely established a brand.

RUMBLE.

Since Chen Yuan had no objections, Wang Tao closed the tank’s steel plate, retracted the release pipe, sealed the outlet, and lowered the truck’s side panel before hopping down.

The anglers around the pond snapped back to reality.

"This fish truck is seriously badass. It can dump five thousand kilos of fish in minutes."

"Haha, Boss Chen is as honest as they come. Even when he’s finding ways to save time on stocking, he doesn’t forget to show us exactly how many fish are going in."

"This isn’t just ’no less than five thousand kilos per session’—it’s a guaranteed *release* of five thousand kilos every time! Sometimes the anglers don’t even catch that much, so I bet there’s at least six or six-and-a-half thousand kilos in the pond right now."

"At other fishing grounds, you’re lucky if they actually release 60% of what they claim. At Boss Chen’s, he doesn’t just release 100% of the promised amount, he adds extra. His only worry is that we won’t have enough to catch!"

"Haha, we can’t let Boss Chen down! We have to fill our nets today and add to the excitement!"

"Definitely filling my net! Just watching them stock the pond got my blood pumping."

"Tell me about it. That truck was just too incredible. And that logo! I want to try striking the pose from the logo right now. It must feel awesome."

"Haha, let’s cast, let’s cast! Time to throw out the first line of hope~"

The anglers were incredibly excited now, quickly casting their lines and starting to fish. Wang Heng and the Little Fish King weren’t idle either; they began walking around the pond, ready to help anyone who needed a hand with their rod.

"This fish truck is so imposing."

Only then did Chen Jun and the others gather around to inspect the fish truck, their eyes shining with excitement.

Normally, Chen Jun would have winced and said something like, "This must have cost a fortune."

But since he knew his son had secured funding and that Wang Tao’s company had paid for it in exchange for shares, the sting wasn’t so bad.

"It really looks like it’s made of solid gold."

Chen Dequan reached out to touch the truck as if it were a solid gold treasure. He was practically drooling.

"I think this design is great." Chen Guo didn’t inspect the truck, instead staring at the logo with constant nods. "With the Chen Yuan Fishing Ground brand on it, it’s unforgettable. It’s also a perfect fit for a fishing ground. Even people like us who don’t fish can understand it at a glance, and it even makes you feel the urge to go fishing."

He might not have known what a "logo" was, but he understood the meaning of the image. The design of that brand mark was truly brilliant.

"This was money well spent."

Chen Li understood these things. The truck was impressive, sure, but the logo’s design was the real genius. A good logo’s value to a brand was immeasurable.

And the Chen Yuan Fishing Ground’s logo was instantly understandable. The fish, in particular, was the masterstroke—it really did inspire an urge to go fishing.

"Haha, this is nothing. There’ll be even better things in the future," Wang Tao laughed.

"When are you heading over to Flower Sea?" Chen Li asked.

Chen Li, of course, didn’t catch the hidden meaning in Wang Tao’s words, assuming he was just wishing for the fishing ground’s continued success.

"I still have some goods to deliver."

Boss Chen had bought quite a few things last night—several three-wheeled carts, and there were also documents that needed to be delivered.

Chen Li went on ahead.

Chen Jun and the others watched for a little while longer before going back to their work.

"How do I upgrade the fish truck?"

After everyone else had left, Chen Yuan finally found a chance to ask.

The Level 1 Fish Truck was already this impressive; he was definitely looking forward to an even better one, but he hadn’t figured out the upgrade method yet.