The entire ocean is my fishing ground.

Chapter 72 A 3 Yuan Gamble, Do You Dare to Accept It?

This is no joke.

Shao Kun's downfall severed not just one or two ingredients, but an entire supply chain for deep-sea species.

It involves more than a dozen kinds of rare seafood, and each one must be fresh.

To complete the menu, the executive chef, along with the purchasing department, mobilized all their connections, working for two days and two nights without sleep, but they still couldn't even fill a third of the gap.

Now, this young man says he took care of everything by himself?

absurd.

Luo Yi felt annoyed at being played.

"Mr. Lin, this joke isn't funny."

Luo Yi's face darkened, his previous humility and flattery vanished, replaced by the prudence of a professional.

"Do you know the specifications for tonight's banquet, and what's required?"

Sun Heizi and Zhou Dazhuang listened in stunned silence; this was no longer fishing, it was magic.

Lin Chen looked at him, his expression unchanged. He didn't answer directly, but slowly uttered each word one by one.

"Two-headed sea cucumbers, must be alive, and the thickness of the skirt edge must not be less than three centimeters."

Luo Yi's eyelids twitched as soon as the first name was uttered.

The two-headed black sea cucumber is the king of sea cucumbers, with only two per pound. The annual quota for this kind of sea cucumber in the entire provincial capital is extremely limited, and it is all frozen.

Live? How could that be?

Lin Chen ignored his expression and continued speaking.

"Bluefin tuna belly, must be freshly killed, the nerves in the fish meat must still be twitching, and the acid cannot be released."

Luo Yi's breath hitched for a moment.

Active bluefin tuna belly—this is a concept usually only seen in Japanese sushi restaurants. From catch to serving, it takes no more than three hours, resulting in a vastly different texture and flavor compared to aging. Let alone in provincial capitals, how many restaurants across the country can confidently claim a stable supply?

"There are also deep-sea red abalone, wild from Australia, not farmed. The size of your palm is fine, but they must be freshly caught."

Luo Yi was speechless; he opened his mouth, but his throat tightened.

The three items Lin Chen named were precisely the dishes on tonight's menu that had brought him despair.

The suppliers outside were dumbfounded. They knew what those names meant; they were legendary ingredients.

"That's just bragging; even a god couldn't gather all those things."

"Exactly, still alive? Does he think he's the Dragon King?"

Luo Yi forced himself to calm down and stared intently at Lin Chen.

"President Lin, I admit you're right. But even if we have a way to ship these things from overseas, it would take at least ten days to two weeks to arrive. There are less than eight hours left before the banquet starts."

Lin Chen simply raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, and then casually uttered a sentence.

"The goods will arrive at the dock before 5 p.m.

The office was deathly silent.

Luo Yi felt as if his heart was being squeezed, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Before 5 p.m.? Less than five hours.

He wasn't joking.

Luo Yi felt that his worldview had been shaken.

At that moment, the office door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing a custom-made suit and gold-rimmed glasses walked in, followed by two assistants.

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Luo Yi shuddered and quickly stood up straight.

"President Tang."

The visitor was Tang Zhen, the general manager of Marriott Hotel.

Tang Zhen ignored Luo Yi and kept his gaze fixed on Lin Chen from the moment he entered the room.

He was just in the monitoring room and watched everything that happened in the office.

"Dragon Spine Ocean Shipping, Lin Chen?"

Tang Zhen spoke slowly.

"it's me."

Lin Chen calmly met his gaze.

"Black abalone, very good."

Tang Zhen nodded.

"But two abalones alone can't save Marriott. I heard everything you just said."

He walked up to Lin Chen and held up one finger.

"I need those things more than Luo Yi, and I am more decisive than him."

"Talk is cheap. Marriott doesn't do business without a guarantee. You can have tonight's supply, but not for the two hundred thousand you mentioned."

Sun Heizi and Zhou Dazhuang's hearts were in their throats. Were they going to try to lower the price?

"Let's sign a performance-based agreement."

A performance-based agreement.

Luo Yi gasped.

At the same time that Tang Zhen uttered the words "betting agreement".

[Emergency Mission Triggered: Redemption at the Grand Dinner]

[Mission Description: Marriott Hotels is facing an unprecedented reputation crisis due to a shortage of top-quality ingredients, and a state banquet that will determine its future reputation is about to collapse. Your opportunity has arrived.]

[Mission Objective: By 5 PM today, provide Marriott Hotel with all live, top-quality seafood ingredients required for its menu, ensuring the variety and quality meet or exceed the host's requirements.]

[Task Rewards: 1500 points, Level 3 access to the Shop, and a 72-hour trial version of the Deep-Sea Radar Detector (Basic).]

[Failure penalty: 3000 points will be deducted.]

The reward was generous; the deep-sea radar detector was exactly what he needed to counter the Eye of the Deep Sea.

"That's interesting."

Lin Chen looked at Tang Zhen.

"How does the betting work?"

Tang Zhen saw that he was not intimidated at all, but rather became interested, and his eyes showed more appreciation.

"It's very simple."

Tang Zhen pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

"If you can deliver all the seafood on the list, in good quality and in good quantity, and live, to the dock by 5 p.m. today, and have it personally inspected and approved by Chef Luo, then you will be able to succeed."

"From today onwards, the seafood supply rights for Marriott Hotels for the next three years will be exclusively held by Longji Ocean Shipping. The total contract value will be no less than nine figures."

A collective gasp filled the office.

Sun Heizi and Zhou Dazhuang's eyes both turned red.

Three years, exclusive, nine figures.

Luo Yi's heart was pounding wildly.

Tang Zhen continued.

"But if you fail. Even if you're just one minute late, or if any ingredient is substandard."

"These two black abalones you brought will become the property of the hotel free of charge. At the same time, you need to pay us 30 million yuan in damages for breach of contract, on charges of commercial fraud and disrupting market order."

Thirty million.

Zhou Dazhuang almost lost his balance; this was a huge gamble.

The atmosphere in the office froze instantly.

Everyone awaited his answer.

Luo Yi's palms were sweaty with nervousness.

Lin Chen smiled.

"President Tang is indeed a man destined for great things."

He stretched out his hand.

"Where's the contract?"

Tang Zhen gave him a deep look, and after confirming that he was not joking, he suddenly clapped his hands.

"Good, that's bold."

He turned to his assistant behind him and ordered, "Print out the betting agreement we just drafted, in duplicate."

The assistant immediately took out a computer and a portable printer and started operating them.

In less than three minutes, a strict betting agreement was placed in front of Lin Chen.

Tang Zhen handed him a fountain pen.

"Mr. Lin, please. Once you sign, we'll be in the same boat."

I hope you won't let me down.

Everyone held their breath.

Sun Heizi and Zhou Dazhuang were so nervous that their fists were clenched and sweating. They wanted to offer some words of comfort but couldn't find the words.

Lin Chen picked up a pen, didn't even look at the contract details, flipped directly to the last page, and signed his name.

He pushed one of the copies back to Tang Zhen, put away his pen, and stood up.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

After saying that, he glanced at his watch.

"It's getting late, I need to go prepare the goods."

He turned around and, with Sun Heizi and Zhou Dazhuang, walked out of the office.

"It's insane...he really signed it."

Tang Zhen picked up his contract and muttered to himself.

"A madman or a genius... we'll find out at 5 p.m. today."

"Pass on my order: block the news, and have everyone stand by."

"Yes."

The entire Marriott Hotel quietly began to operate.

Lin Chen had already boarded the car returning to the dock.

Sun Heizi finally couldn't hold back anymore, his voice trembling.

"Brother Chen... thirty million! And where are we going to get those angelfish?"

Lin Chen leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and remained calm, offering no reply.

He simply issued a series of instructions to the system in his mind.

"System, open the Level 3 Shop."

"Exchange for three deep-sea coordinate anchor points."

"Exchange for five portions of super-effective broad-spectrum fish attractant."

"Exchange for temporary marine biological active dormancy fluid."

"Target area... locked."

Five hours was enough for him.