Chapter 781 - 295: It Turns Out I’m the Great Power (Revised)_2

Chapter 781: Chapter 295: It Turns Out I’m the Great Power (Revised)_2

"Oh no, we’re about to leave the country, we’ve already reached international waters." The pilot exclaimed.

Mr. Yang was surprised and amused, saying, "Are you kidding me? Can I actually take a private yacht out of the country?"

The pilot quickly explained, "Mr. Yang, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault for not reminding you. The yachts I’ve driven before had a speed of about 30 km/h, so even if you sailed all afternoon, you wouldn’t leave the country. Even if there’s enough time to leave the country, the range wouldn’t meet the requirements. But your yacht is just too top-notch, I remember the manual said the top speed can reach 120 km/h, and the range can even reach 1200 km. Including the reserve fuel on the yacht, it can run 3,000 kilometers without a problem. I just forgot to mention that to you. My fault, I apologize to Mr. Yang."

Mr. Yang was speechless and helpless, they were already in international waters, and going further would really be leaving the country, saying this now was of no use.

Those fishing boats ahead probably didn’t expect to encounter such a large yacht here and didn’t take the initiative to avoid it.

Mr. Yang quickly made a sharp turn to change direction, but because the yacht was too fast, although it still seemed far from those fishing boats, when the yacht turned around, it still kicked up huge waves that hit the fishing boats.

The fishermen were holding their phones to capture Mr. Yang’s yacht, and they were instantly soaked by the waves.

Mr. Yang felt quite embarrassed and quickly stopped the yacht, inviting the fishing boats to come closer.

"Go get some wine, give each boat a bottle!" Mr. Yang instructed.

The pilot nodded and quickly ran to prepare the wine.

But the wine on board was all Romanée-Conti, each bottle worth tens of thousands, was he really going to give it to those fishermen?

Pilot: "Mr. Yang, this wine is too expensive, are you really going to give it away?"

Mr. Yang: "Yes! One bottle for each boat, don’t miss any."

Pilot: "Okay!"

"The tycoon doesn’t mind the money, quite generous!" the pilot thought to himself.

Soon, a few fishing boats came closer, and the pilot, along with the service staff on board, delivered the wine to them.

When the captains saw that it was Romanée-Conti, they were very angry at first for being soaked by the waves, but now they instantly laughed happily.

Mr. Yang didn’t want to be filmed by them and had already retreated.

The captains thanked him one by one.

"Thank you, friends from Dragon Country."

"Your yacht is really big, it’s the largest private yacht I’ve ever seen."

"Come and visit again if you have the chance, but make sure to go slower next time, don’t soak us again with the waves."

...

The pilot laughed and said, "Let’s talk about that next time. Everyone get busy; we need to return now."

The fishermen on the boats waved at the yacht.

The pilot came back, said to Mr. Yang, "Mr. Yang, all the boats have received a bottle. I’ll take the helm, you go down and relax with them."

Mr. Yang nodded, saying, "Alright! Full speed ahead, get closer to the coastline as soon as possible. We’ll stay on the sea overnight, don’t enter the port."

Pilot: "Understood!"

Mr. Yang went to the deck to play with Yu Shishi and the others.

Li Xiaofei: "Bro, you almost ran into those fishing boats earlier!"

Mr. Yang smiled awkwardly, saying, "Mistake, mistake. I also didn’t expect a private yacht could go so fast, and we ended up in international waters. Shishi, come over and give me a massage, relax my muscles. That emergency turn really stressed me out. If I hadn’t managed to turn in time, it would have been a real problem if I had hit them."

After saying that, Mr. Yang lay down, and Yu Shishi quickly came over happily to give him a massage.

Seeing Mr. Yang’s clear muscle lines, Maya couldn’t resist, chatting and then pretending to give Mr. Yang a massage, but actually taking the opportunity to get a feel.

At around eight in the evening, Mr. Yang’s yacht finally returned to a position near the port.

The pilot stopped the yacht and went down for dinner.

Not far away, on the Yida 3 yacht, Wang Nianming was leading a group of Internet celebrities in singing and dancing, having a great time.

Huang Da’an and other stars, worried about being caught by paparazzi and affecting their image, went ashore earlier in the evening. Now only Wang Nianming was left with a group of Internet influencer girls having fun on the yacht.

Seeing that the giant yacht had returned, Wang Nianming approached but then hesitated for fear of interrupting Mr. Yang’s enjoyment, thus abandoning the idea.

Meanwhile, on the international version of Douyin, videos of the Starship’s thrilling maneuver to avoid those foreign fishing boats were spreading.

"Oh my God! Is this a yacht from Dragon Country? This yacht can travel from Shanya, Dragon Country to Southern Yue, the speed, the range, it’s too frightening!"

"Who is this person? Damn it, the image quality is so bad, you can’t even see the face clearly!"

"My God, Dragon Country people can actually afford such a luxurious yacht?"

"The outside of this yacht must be gilded, it’s shimmering brightly."

"This yacht reminds me of the historical Supreme, only this number one private yacht can be compared to this yacht."

"Are Dragon Country people this rich? Aren’t they the ones who can’t even afford tea eggs over there? They rely on rats for protein, and they don’t even dare to add pickles to noodles they eat. How on earth can they afford such a luxurious private yacht?"

...

Poor play with cars, rich play with watches, tycoons play with yachts; yachts have always been a symbol of status among the rich.

However, now foreigners know that the owner of the world’s most luxurious private yacht turned out to be someone from Dragon Country, shattering their stereotypical image of Dragon Country as poor and backward. They are a bit incredulous, and even a bit unable to accept it.