After that incident, Manager Gong became even more wary of Jia Wenjun.

He didn't know if Jia Wenjun knew anything. He had tried to probe, but Jia Wenjun always answered evasively.

Gong Dalong was a suspicious man. Whether Jia Wenjun saw something or not, to him, she was a ticking time bomb. He had thought about forcing Jia Wenjun to leave, but many important tasks in the office couldn't be done without her. This led to him being unable to treat Wenjun as casually as before when assigning work. He was polite on the surface, and this abnormal behavior, with Manager Gong being overly solicitous towards Jia Wenjun, even led to a lot of gossip in the office. Whenever Jia Wenjun saw the knowing glances from her colleagues, she felt disgusted.

Those exaggerated rumors also directly led to Lili's hostility towards Jia Wenjun.

Jia Wenjun had never understood what kind of mush was in Lili's brain, that she could be brainwashed to this extent by a lecherous old man who was already married.

Every time she saw Lili complaining to Gong Dalong about how bad Sun Jiaojiao's lunch boxes were, she really wanted to see Lili's expression if she knew that Sun Jiaojiao was Gong Dalong's mistress.

She didn't know how far Lili and Gong Dalong had gone. She didn't want to advise Lili, and she was even less inclined to explain anything to a brainless "jealous pot." Anyway, she would be leaving sooner or later. She couldn't stay in this property management company forever.

And Gong Dalong, feeling awkward, would occasionally stab Jia Wenjun with his words, letting her know which words she could say and which she couldn't.

Before leaving, Jia Wenjun didn't want to provoke Gong Dalong. The more critical the moment, the more she had to be low-key and patient.

Three months after the incident, Gong Dalong slowly began to relax. In fact, even if Gong Dalong hadn't probed her, Jia Wenjun wouldn't have thought about exposing his affair with Sun Jiaojiao.

After all, exposing it at this time wouldn't do her any good, but not exposing it meant that Gong Dalong would be wary of her. She could also use this matter to restrain him at a critical moment.

In short, this double-edged sword would be a protective charm if used well, but a death warrant if not. Therefore, Jia Wenjun couldn't use it lightly.

She retracted her gaze, took a deep breath, and stopped thinking about those chaotic relationships. These had nothing to do with her. She just wanted to seize the time and leave here before the end of the year.

Gong Dalong didn't know what Jia Wenjun was thinking at this moment. Seeing that even Lili could catch fish, he was eager to try. He borrowed a rod from Old Man Wang and started fishing.

Unexpectedly, he caught a chub mackerel with this one cast. Gong Dalong was so excited that he howled. Lu Maowang also finally caught one.

Although they were all chub mackerel and not very big, they were extremely happy for their first catch.

"Oh, another one!" Gong Dalong grinned from ear to ear.

Old Man Wang also caught several chub mackerel in a row, sweeping away the dejected mood from not catching big fish earlier. Although he couldn't catch big ones, he caught a lot of them. When they weighed them later, the total weight might be heavier than Little Jia's. This was called winning by quantity.

"Little Jia, look, this is my third one." Lu Maowang, holding his fishing rod, was about to head towards Jia Wenjun's direction.

Jia Wenjun didn't want him to come over, so she quickly shouted at him, "I see it. Hurry up and fish. You must have encountered a school of chub mackerel. It'll be gone after a while."

Hearing that this was a now-or-never opportunity, Lu Maowang stopped and quickly cast his line again, seizing every second. At the same time, he didn't forget to call out to Wenjun, "The school of fish is here. Come here and fish."

Jia Wenjun waved her hand and continued to fish alone at the stern of the boat.

She knew that chub mackerel liked to move in schools in the middle and upper waters and had a very keen sense of smell and vision. But this fish had a characteristic: its body had a high histidine content. If this type of fish was not stored properly, when histamine accumulated to a certain amount, it would cause allergic poisoning after eating.

The storage conditions on the boat were limited, so Jia Wenjun didn't want to catch too many of these fish. Even if she caught one, she would throw it back into the sea. After all, if something happened to anyone on the boat from eating it, the property management company would be held responsible in the end, which would ultimately be her trouble.

Manager Gong and Lu Maowang didn't know the characteristics of chub mackerel. At this time, they wished they could use a net to scoop them up. To gather the fish, they used Taiwan-style fishing powder bait around their rods.

The main ingredient of the bait was shrimp powder, which was a deadly attraction for chub mackerel. Because small fish and shrimp were their main food, the fishy smell of this bait was extremely lethal to chub mackerel, and the chance of them biting the hook increased exponentially. Fortunately, their hooks and bait determined that the size of the fish they caught wouldn't be too big, nothing compared to Jia Wenjun's lure fishing method.

"How come you can all catch fish, but I can't?" Baima Shan saw that Lu Maowang and Manager Gong next to him were constantly catching fish, and even Old Hu had caught two. He was very depressed. They were all newbies, so why didn't he have newbie luck?

Just as he was complaining to Old Man Wang, suddenly his fishing rod had a strong tremor.

Baima Shan was instantly excited, "Hey, I've got a fish too."

With a jerk of his rod, a pufferfish was pulled out of the water and landed on the deck, turning into a "balloon."

Everyone turned their heads and saw that what he had finally caught was still useless, and burst into laughter.

"Throw it back and recast your line," Old Man Wang said, laughing as he reeled in his line, taking off two palm-sized flounders from the hook.

Old Man Wang's rods all had multiple hooks, so it wasn't strange to catch several fish at once.

Taking advantage of this wave of fish, the fish tanks of several people were quickly more than half full.

Seeing that they weren't going to stop anytime soon, Jia Wenjun reeled in her fishing rod and walked over, carrying the last American redfish she had caught, which weighed more than six pounds.

This fish once again shocked these big men.

Looking at the fish in their tanks, which were at most twenty or thirty centimeters long, and then at the American redfish that Jia Wenjun was holding, which was more than sixty centimeters long, their sense of accomplishment instantly vanished.

Old Man Wang stared at the American redfish for a long time before daring to speak, still somewhat incredulously asking, "Little Jia, did you also catch this fish with a tin sheet?"

"No, I used a lead-head hook and a soft plastic worm to catch it." Wenjun put the fish down and wiped the rod clean.

"Soft plastic worm?" Old Man Wang only knew about using sandworms for fishing and didn't understand what a soft plastic worm was.

"A soft plastic worm is a type of fish-shaped plastic." Wenjun wiped her hands clean and opened her bait box. The top layer was various strange-shaped "baits" made of iron sheets, and the second layer was various "baits" made of plastic, colorful, as if they were just playing around.

"That's it?" Old Man Wang felt that his understanding of fish was slowly collapsing. He really couldn't understand why his bait made of big shrimp and shellfish meat couldn't compare to these broken tin sheets and garbage plastic. Could it be that fish brains were just stupid, and they couldn't even distinguish which was real meat?