The Top Fishing
Chapter 469 - 219th: Endorsement Visit_2

Chapter 469: 219th: Endorsement Visit_2

Without realizing it, their fishing boat had already raced back to the dock where they had set out from.

By now, the news that Lin Yang had caught a black Giant Grouper had already spread among the fans watching the competition, and from time to time, foreigners used their smartphones or iPads to share videos with their friends.

The Big Mouth Bass he had caught previously had already earned him quite a few fans among the local amateur anglers, and now the record-breaking size of this Giant Grouper increased his fame by a huge margin.

Even without mentioning that they had caught three regulation-sized Giant Groupers, just this one record-breaking black Giant Grouper was enough to secure their victory.

So there was no need to continue the competition, even though there was still a little time left.

"Look, boat number 18 is returning to the dock." Just then, an eagle-eyed Caucasian teenager was the first to spot Lin Yang’s returning fishing boat and called out loudly to his friends.

"It really is! I want to get a photo with Lin Yang and, if possible, an autograph too."

"He’s my idol, too. Let’s go over there before anyone else notices."

The young fishing enthusiasts were in perfect agreement with their friends and ran towards the direction where the fishing boat docked.

The news of Lin Yang’s return to the dock quickly spread among the spectators, and they soon felt the local anglers’ enthusiasm.

At least a few dozen men and women, young and old, surrounded Lin Yang as he got off the boat, greeting him, asking for contact information, taking photos, and even asking for autographs.

The sounds were cacophonous.

Luckily, he had rested on the boat for a while and regained some strength; if the return journey had been just a bit shorter, he would have been overwhelmed by the crowd the moment he got off his feet.

Outside the enthusiastic crowd of fans, a few staff members with cameras hanging from their necks didn’t get too close but chose an appropriate angle to snap lots of clear photos of Lin Yang greeting and taking pictures with the local fans.

Within an hour of returning to the port, Fishing Frontline magazine was the first to publish high-definition photos and firsthand reports on their Facebook page.

A miraculous Chinese angler, who had been in the United States for less than a week, had set two new world records consecutively, and such news dropped like a bombshell in fishing communities worldwide, instantly attracting countless eyes.

The crowded scenes and photos of the dark, enormous Giant Grouper being hauled out of the water stirred the nerves of every fishing enthusiast.

It’s worth noting that the magazine’s account has over ten million global fishing fans, definitely one of the largest self-media accounts internationally, with considerable influence.

Just after dealing with a group of fervent fans, Yue’er and Zhang Lin came over, also excited.

"Brother Yang, you’re amazing, you’ve set a new world record, now you’re truly famous." Zhang Lin said with an excited face.

"Haha, just got lucky, but I’m a bit disappointed this time since the research institute took the fish away." Lin Yang didn’t care too much about the fame; he was more concerned about the benefits.

"That’s not important. Have you considered developing your career in the US fishing circles long term? I’ve received a few calls from friends who are inquiring about you; many want you to join their top-level clubs."

"Join a professional fishing club in the US?" Lin Yang furrowed his brows upon hearing this.

"Yes, the Flying Fish Club, the most top-level professional fishing club."

"I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you, I can’t stay in the US for too long, and I don’t like restrictions, I just want to fish in different places." Lin Yang rationally refused.

Zhang Lin quickly said, "Don’t rush to refuse. The Flying Fish Club is the most badass fishing club in America; they’ve won the championship of the international top-level fishing competition for three consecutive years. At least one-third of the top fishing gear brands are their sponsors, and the somewhat famous anglers in their club, not to mention competitive prize money, just from various endorsements and advertisement fees, can earn a few million US dollars a year."

Lin Yang: "So what, I don’t have the time, nor am I interested. A few million isn’t little, but... a few million US Dollars?"

"Of course."

In a split second, Lin Yang felt a bit of hesitation. A few million RMB wouldn’t stir his emotions much, but if it was in US dollars, that would amount to a yearly salary of well over ten million.

"Still, I’ll pass; the money is not insubstantial, but I can make it in China too." After a brief moment of indecision, Lin Yang still passed on the tantalizing offer.

No sooner had the group chatted for a few moments than Zhang Lin’s phone rang again.

This time it was from an entirely unfamiliar number.

Known now as something of Lin Yang’s agent in America, it was not hard to guess that this call was very likely for Lin Yang.

He answered the call directly: "Hello, who may I ask is calling?"

"Hello, I’m looking for Mr. Lin Yang. I’m Demler, the marketing director of Willcraft Shipbuilding Company and a friend of George’s. I apologize for calling so presumptuously."

"Willcraft Company? Mr. Lin Yang is right beside me. Do you need him for something?"

Zhang Lin was familiar with Willcraft Company, a very well-known shipbuilding company in the United States and a sponsor of the competition; their logo and name in English were even printed on their fishing boat.