"Yes, a gold fishing rod..."
"Although it sounds a bit strange, the official team of world record assessors and award ceremony hosts have all come to our resort..."
"Moreover, they brought a construction crew, gave me fifty thousand dollars as a venue fee, and quickly set up the awards stage..."
Chen Zhiyu, sitting in the office, while talking on the phone, showed a peculiar expression and looked towards the originally unused vacant land outside the window. At this moment, the vacant land was filled with a hundred workers wearing reflective clothing.
When building the award stage, they didn't use the common and cheap steel frame deck, but instead used anti-corrosion wood, a material that, once built, cannot be dismantled.
The world record official assessors and evaluators, along with over a dozen hosts, were bustling around the resort.
However, what they were busy with had nothing to do with world record registration assessment, but seemed more like a questionnaire survey.
For example: Is Ah Qing's temper good? Is the fox beside her frightening people? Does she have any record of killing humans?
Does Ah Qing and the fox's father have any elderly at home with poor health who need medical assistance?
The questions they asked were very strange, and Chen Zhiyu was very clear about one thing.
The official application process for world records varies greatly. The first method is to make an appointment with the world record officials before the challenge and, under camera recording, complete a world record-level challenge.
Choosing the first challenge method, the completion of the challenge results in an award certificate and gold medal being presented on the spot.
The second method addresses accidental completion but with clear video records, witnesses, or evidence. This requires only sending all evidence to the world record email; after their review, the official world record will directly mail the certificate and medal.
Or, during the annual event at year's end, where the world record official event team will invite all challenge completers to the Europe headquarters for awards.
Ah Qing belongs to the second method. The email response from the world record officials was very clear.
They instructed Ah Qing to buy her own ticket in January and to come to the headquarters for a meal at her own expense on the last weekend...
But....
The events occurring at the fishing resort don't belong to the first or second situation.
It belongs to the unexpected; the world record officials are suddenly going crazy, lavishly spending millions to award Ah Qing.....
Although Chen Zhiyu couldn't comprehend it, he already speculated some matters in his heart.
It's estimated... that the little fox was being unreasonable, and the wildly indulgent rich lady of the Lin Family, using family power, dispatched overseas mercenaries and assassins to catch the world record officials in bed.
Or perhaps the rich lady of the Lin Family spent money to amuse the little fox.
"...A golden fishing rod?" Ah Qing, with a puzzled look, inquired: "Did they not say to buy my own ticket and fly over in January? This rush....."
Ah Qing glanced at herself, holding her mobile phone in her left hand, with a fox hanging around her neck, and carrying a bag with Doggy in her right hand.
"I also don't know what's going on, anyhow, I just finished eating and planned for a nap, and then saw a helicopter used for TV broadcasts flying to the entrance of the village."
"But you don't need to hurry that much, they said the award ceremony will be in the evening. By then, there will be a buffet and drinks available. They asked me to inform you, and you can bring friends and family."
Chen Zhiyu, with a subtle expression and a peculiar tone, reminded Ah Qing.
"So that's how it is, then I'm relieved. I can't leave at the moment, Sister Lin is my guest at home, and this afternoon I plan to live stream the tea competition." Ah Qing heard this and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she'd have to rush over to receive the award.
If that were the case, it would be troublesome, not considering the streaming work, just inviting Sister Lin over for a visit and then running off would be very impolite.
"Squeak....."
Ansheng, perched on Ah Qing's shoulder, had his little ears raised, eavesdropping the entire time.
Once he finished listening to the call from Chen Zhiyu, he immediately looked seriously at Lin Bingyun and raised a little fox paw, making a phone gesture next to his cheek.
"Take the whole family along? I see you are displeased with my upright stand, setting a trap to deceive my whole family into the park, smashing glasses as a signal for three hundred axemen to come in and chop me into fox sauce."
"We strike first, let the Homeless House and Security Bureau pin them down and investigate!"
Ansheng secretly muttered to himself, immediately suspicious when he saw the foreign invitation for deceit.
After all...
The reputation of the Longevity Club is widespread; taking their members for execution, kill ten, and their family's back at least houses a hundred escapees.
Peace Island was dismantled at dawn, and the invitation was delivered the next afternoon.
If not for malicious intent, how could the speed be so fast?
"Sister Lin is right ahead..."
Ah Qing hadn't noticed the change on the little fox's cheek on her shoulder, hung up the call with Sister Zhuyu, and joyfully led Lin Ying to the [Qing'an Tea Estate]'s entrance, bringing Sister Lin inside the house.
"Lin.....Miss Lin!?"
Inside the tea stall, slouched in a chair, Yu Zhenghong, full of smiles, was brushing through short videos. Hearing Ah Qing at the door, he instinctively looked up.
But it was this one glance that caused Yu Zhenghong to stiffen and straighten up immediately, showing a look of panic-stricken amazement.
Lin Ying... the eldest daughter of the gun-toting Lin Family, infamous gangsters from Xiangjiang had to pay respects to the Lin Family.
A forceful debt collection business even gained fame overseas across continents, able to fish people out of the park.
"Hello, Uncle Yu."
Lin Ying looked at Yu Zhenghong with a smile, gave a sidelong glance at Lin Bingyun following behind her, and continued, "Yesterday, by an oversight, I carried your family's little fox to the neighboring province. Today, I'm here to make amends, bringing some common local specialties.
Seeing Yu Zhenghong spring up, stiff all over, Lin Ying seemed to sense something, yet refrained from politeness, instantly shifting the topic to Master Fuli to ease the awkwardness and tension.
"Oh oh oh... Please sit please sit, I'll head next door to buy two jugs of Century Mountain for tea."
"Ah Qing, you host Miss Lin..." Yu Zhenghong accepted the local specialties with a stiff smile, resembling a dragon crossing the river, quickly flying out of his tea estate.
"Ah Qing... old Yu flew away." Ansheng glanced at the running Yu Zhenghong and couldn't help but comment:
"It's not like it was before. Lin Ying isn't going to drag old Yu to the river or kite him. Ah Qing, when your dad returns, you need to talk to him properly."
"Where's the bravado of his boasting? As soon as Lin Ying arrives, he's like a neck squeezed man."
"Dad... so agile as a hero!" Ah Qing, seeing her dad swiftly retreat, was stunned and muttered about her dad's speed.
During New Year's, when asked to take down the curtains for washing, Dad wasn't this fast.