Is this 10-year concern that only meets one time, really a mistake?
His figure was silent in the dark for a long time.
A bright light tear apart the night sky, and thunder shook the earth.
Ling Ang thought of the phalaenopsis's appearance of being beaten to ashes by the heavy rain, and his heart felt violently cramped.
It seemed as if the rain hit his heart...
He pressed his palm tightly, suddenly picked up the phone and asked anxiously: "Butler, where did you throw those bottles?"
The sound in the microphone was very noisy, mixed with the sound of wind and rain, "Master, I threw all the bottles into the sea."
He said that he would not find them in the future, and he could only throw them into the sea and they would never appear again.
Ling Ang immediately went out with the car key. It rained heavily all the way, but he drove the car as fast as flying.
Soon he arrived at the beach. On a dim rainy night, the bottles were floating on the sea like light fallen leaves. Some were washed back to the shore by the waves, and some were swept away by the strong wind, slowly drifting away.
He rushed to the beach frantically, picked up the bottles placed on the beach, and held them one by one in his arms, looking so sad that it was heartbreaking.
The butler was startled and hurriedly covered his body with an umbrella.
"Don't worry about me, take back all these bottles!" Ling Ang's voice was loud, as if they were abandoned rare treasures.
The housekeeper was stunned and anxious, "But, Master... many bottles have floated out and it is difficult to find them."
Ling Ang suddenly spoke angrily, his voice almost tearing his throat, "Call someone to catch it quickly... No matter what method you use, you have to catch it!... Get it all for me!"
The housekeeper was shocked by Ling Ang like this. He was both heartache and helpless. Why did this young master be so infatuated?
He immediately went to a nearby place where there were ships moored to find the ship.
After a while, he walked back with a dismay look on his face, "Young Master, now the wind is blowing, lightning and thunder are roaring, and going out to sea is very dangerous, so the fishermen are unwilling to go out."
"Tell them, get a bottle of 10,000 yuan!" Ling Ang shouted again.
The butler shook his head and had no choice but to turn around and leave.
After a while, several fishermen followed behind the housekeeper, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement and surprise.
Ten thousand yuan per bottle! They can earn less than ten thousand yuan if they beat fish!
If they find all 999 bottles, it will be 9.99 million, and they won’t have to worry even if they break their legs. This time they have to fight for the danger.
"Hurry, let me go and scatter." Ling Ang was impatient to give the order.
The fishermen immediately drove their fishing boats to sea, and Ling Ang went out with them.
Several fishing boats were floating like bubbles on the roaring sea, dangerous.
Ling Ang stood at the bow of the boat in the rain, looking anxiously, like an ant on a hot pan.
"Young Master, please go back to Chuancang and leave. You will easily fall ill like this." The butler advised.
"I won't go back, I'll watch them take back the bottles one by one." Ling Ang stared at the sea with his eyes tightly.
The butler knew Ling Ang's temper, so he could only shake his head and hold an umbrella for him.
One fisherman was pulled back, and the bottle was returned by Luo like a fish. Ling Ang looked at the lost bottle, and the warmth in his heart rose little by little.
Time passed by minute by minute, the strong wind on the sea became heavier and the rain became more and more fierce, tilting down like a collapsed dam.