Unexpectedly, after just a few words from Zhang Yang, the other party gave in.

Meng Fan nodded, "Since the people over there know Yang Bro, let's leave it at that! Little Feng, tell your friends to stop arguing. Each party pays for themselves and just fix the paint. It won't cost much."

Feng Bo and Ma Chang's group felt a bit confused upon hearing this.

Feng Bo, who always talked about Brother Fan's vast connections, seemed to deeply respect Zhang Yang.

And the domineering car owner from the neighboring city, who posted pictures online, also knew Zhang Yang.

No one could resolve the conflict, but Zhang Yang stepped in and fixed it quickly.

Ma Chang and Feng Bo's confidence largely relied on Meng Fan's connections in the city government and the traffic police department.

These people didn't show respect even when Meng Fan intervened, clearly indicating they weren't afraid of the situation, which was quite intriguing.

Seeing that Ma Chang and the others hadn't gotten in their cars yet, Zhang Yang waved his hand, "Aren't you leaving? Shoo, shoo! Or are you waiting for things to get worse?"

The injured Bora and the other two cars started their engines and left, first exiting the parking lot. After driving less than 500 meters on the main road, they saw a fleet of seven or eight black Santana cars with hazard lights on, parked on the roadside.

Black Santanas, white Jettas are the typical transport for troublemakers; no need to think too hard to know they weren't friendly.

Ma Chang and his crew, though bold, weren't foolish. These guys weren't summoned by them; most likely, they were with the opposing group.

If Zhang Yang hadn't shown up, they'd probably get beaten up. Even if they regained face afterward, they couldn't escape a beating. The thought was a bit terrifying, and cold sweat unwittingly filled their pockets.

Ma Chang and the others drove away, but Cheng Bro and his group didn't hurry to leave. Zhang Yang pulled Meng Fan aside and reintroduced them by his car, "This is my brother Meng Fan. Little Meng, this is Cheng Bro, an elder I met while fishing at Xiaolou Reservoir!"

"Cheng Bro, what brings you to W City District? You should've given me a call when you arrived!"

"Hello Cheng Bro! My friend drank too much and misbehaved; please don't mind him!" Meng Fan humbly apologized again to Cheng Bro.

Ye Wencheng smiled warmly at Meng Fan and said, "Just a minor misunderstanding, no big deal!

I'm here in W City for some business talks. I received the rice for making wine you sent me, Zhang Yang. Let's arrange for another fishing trip sometime!"

"Sure, fishing is easy to arrange! Are you not in a hurry to leave? Want to sit somewhere?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I've got some work at the company and need to head back tonight; another time!"

"Alright then, keep in touch by phone!" Zhang Yang nodded.

"I'm off!"

"Drive safely!"

...

As Cheng Bro and his friends drove away, Zhang Yang and Meng Fan stood still watching.

Lin Nianwei had stood not far away the whole time, witnessing Zhang Yang effortlessly settle the matter, which deepened her good impression of him.

In this era, in a rule-of-law society, shouting and fighting are the least effective. The truly capable ones are those who can make money and resolve issues. Zhang Yang's performance was impeccable.

"Everyone's gone, why aren't you coming over, what are you dazing about?" Zhang Yang waved to Lin Nianwei.

Lin Nianwei obediently walked over, and Meng Fan glanced at her and naturally said, "Hello, Sister-in-law, I'm Yang Bro's buddy, just call me Little Meng!"

The term "sister-in-law" rendered Lin Nianwei speechless, causing a rush of blush from her neck to her ear tips.

"What nonsense are you babbling? Little Wei and I are just regular friends!" Zhang Yang corrected jokingly.

"Oh, ordinary friends, huh! Keeping it secret, I get it!" Meng Fan nodded understandingly with a mischievous expression.

The atmosphere was made subtly awkward by Meng Fan. Zhang Yang waved his hand, "Enough chit-chat, get in the car, I'll take you home! Little Meng, we're off!"

"Alright, goodbye Yang Bro, sister-in-law!"

...

As Lin Nianwei got into the van's passenger seat, her earlobes were still burning.

The shyness generated in such a unique environment felt peculiar; Lin Nianwei couldn't quite pinpoint the issue, but something was definitely off.

"Are you okay? Fasten your seatbelt, we're moving!" Zhang Yang reminded her, started the car and released the handbrake.

"I'm… I'm fine!"

At that moment, Lin Nianwei's mind was a chaotic mess; her usual wisdom and cleverness seemed insufficient.

"Hold tight, we're heading out!" Zhang Yang abruptly hit the brake, then quickly exited onto the main road.

The Wuling van sped through the city's nocturnal colors like a joyful, swimming fish. With not much distance, it took less than ten minutes to reach the apartment complex where Lin Nianwei lived.

"We've arrived!" Zhang Yang hit the brake, stopping the van steadily.

"Thanks a lot. How about… coming upstairs for a drink?" Lin Nianwei hesitated slightly in her tone.

Grinning, Zhang Yang shook his head, "Too late. It's not convenient for me to go upstairs, given that you live alone. Maybe another time!"

"Oh! Okay then!" Lin Nianwei got off the car, waved, and quickly headed towards the staircase.

Not until Lin Nianwei entered the building and a light was turned on did Zhang Yang honk twice, turn the car, and then swiftly leave the community.

Watching the van drive further away, Lin Nianwei stood by the window, feeling somewhat conflicted. She picked up an apple on the table and bit it fiercely, muttering, "This stubborn blockhead!"

Inside the van already on the main road, Zhang Yang suddenly felt an itch in his nose and sneezed heavily for no apparent reason.

...

Over the next two days, Zhang Yang's life became routine again.

The newly established wild fishing section content, the first uploaded fishing video from Xiaolou Reservoir, greatly exceeded Zhang Yang's expectations.

In just five days, the video, not even 20 minutes long, surpassed 800,000 views and continued to surge at an incredible pace, breaking a million views wasn't an issue.

As analyzed by Zhang Yang, the player base for wild fishing in natural waters is far larger compared to commercial ponds like black pits.

The new section, with just one video, attracted over 30,000 new followers on the account, clearly showing explosive growth in this outdoor fishing vertical. It was reaching its peak.

Although Zhang Yang was leisurely enjoying his days watching the store, it wasn't entirely uneventful.

Feng Bo, Xue Yang, and some classmates consecutively called Zhang Yang, inviting him to meals, which he politely declined.

Without explicit acknowledgment, Zhang Yang knew these 'cunning folks' realized their mistake, intentionally trying to mend and strengthen relationships.

Being someone who'd lived through two lifetimes, Zhang Yang saw this matter clearly.

Once a school friendship was tinged with opportunistic, materialistic tendencies, it was nothing but rubbing salt in one's wounds, wasting time in meaningless socializing.

Feeling he wasn't their kind, Zhang Yang politely refused several invitations, putting an end to the matter.

In truth, if not for spotting Meng Fan that night, Zhang Yang wouldn't have involved himself. A bunch of youngsters provoking a construction magnate from a development company, they weren't on the same level.

...

As Zhang Yang continued his leisurely routine and researched favorable fishing spots for filming new content, he received a call from Ye Wencheng.

"Hello Cheng Bro, what's your command!"

"Haha, no command really, Zhang Yang brother, are you busy lately? There's a fishing trip, want to join?" Cheng Bro's hearty laugh echoed through the call.

"Uh, played a couple of rounds at nearby black pits, but no good wild fishing spots! Do you know any?" Hearing Cheng Bro's invitation to fish, Zhang Yang immediately perked up.

"Yes, a friend of mine has a reservoir, but it's quite some distance away. From W City, it's over 280 kilometers, in Lai City. Interested? Want to go for a few days?"

"A private reservoir?"

Upon hearing Lai City, Yue Feng had no emotional reaction, as the two to three hundred kilometers distance by car was just four to five hours, not too far.

"Right, at the Black Mountain Pig farming base! The reservoir isn't open to the public! They release plenty of fish fry each year. But given it's a mountain reservoir, fish are tough to catch. My friend mentioned there are wild carp weighing over two pounds inside! Would you like to test your fishing skills?"

Upon hearing about the wild carp weighing two pounds, Zhang Yang instantly couldn't hold back: "Alright, when? I'm going to start preparing!"