"I never said that. You guys are the professionals, but it's not like I didn't give you tickets. Haven't you ever carried out operations at sea according to other customers' requests?" Allen Zhang retorted.
"Of course, we have."
The old man saw Allen's insistence, so he did not say much more. He simply went out to summon the crew, recovered the radar detector and the crane anchor, and moved forward another hundred and fifty meters.
"Drop the radar detector here!"
Allen Zhang personally took over the command, directing the crew to deploy the work, and the radar detector plunged deep into the seabed again, several hundred meters down.
The old man saw him looking like a layman, shook his head, glanced at the time, and found that it was still early for the two-hour billing period.
So, he began to slack off and lit up a cigarette.
But in just a few minutes, the radar started beeping.
