Samir was a bit embarrassed, but he liked Yang Fan's straightforwardness.
"Alright, I believe we'll become partners in the future."
Without listening to his bragging, Yang Fan directly hung up the phone.
The wind picked up at eight o'clock on the sea, but the waves weren't big, so the small yacht could still sail unimpeded across the vast ocean.
The small yacht was lit up, floating like a lone leaf on the vast ocean.
There were two people in the cabin, Elton was drinking, and Samir was idly looking around.
Finally, at eight-thirty, Yang Fan's boat arrived.
The two of them went out to greet him, walking up the deck where Yang Fan was, and then followed him into the cabin.
As the intermediary, Samir immediately introduced, "This is Elton Johnson, Yang Fan, you should know who he is by name."
Yang Fan glanced at Elton several times and couldn't help but smile, "Of course I know, last time he nearly cost me my life at sea."
