Ye Wangchuan glanced over coldly: "Are you free?"
"..." Oh Mo, the boss's sore spot was touched, and Mo Dong shut up instantly.
Ye Wangchuan ignored him and talked to the captain.
The ship's staff is divided into two parts: navigation and engineering. The navigation part is mainly responsible for controlling the ship's heading, speed, etc., while the engineering part is mainly responsible for driving, maintaining and inspecting machinery.
Ye Wangchuan asked the engine room crew about the engine inspection, and the crew on duty answered with a serious expression.
"There is no problem with our engine. A vortex-shaped impact dent was found on the left side of the hull, but there is no risk of water leakage."
"Well, ask someone to keep an eye on it."
There was a lack of interest on Ye Wangchuan's handsome face.
The engineer nodded seriously and immediately called a few people to patrol again to ensure the safety of the ship.
The captain was a middle-aged man who had a good relationship with Ye Wangchuan. Seeing this, he smiled and glanced at him and said, "You know it's safe now. I don't know who told me to drive the boat into it just now?"
Ye Wangchuan handed him the thermos cup, with a smile in his eyes: "Uncle Wen helped me bump into it."
Wen Yiliang glared at him unhappily, unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and drank a sip of the barley water inside, and said helplessly: "Who made you my favorite student?"
Ye Wangchuan remained silent.
Wen Yiliang was both angry and amused when he saw this: "You are a good material for the navy. I really wanted to keep you here. Tell me where you can find someone who has passed the ship and flight license exams at the age of 18. You are also the best at flying the Flying Eagle fighter jet equipped on the Cheetah. At that time, you beat a bunch of professional fighters and made them doubt their lives. I was thinking that if you stayed, your future would be limitless. Not to mention compared with your old man, it's almost the same!"
"Ah." He sighed, and couldn't help glaring at someone: "So you treat my place as an amusement park, just to have fun!"
Ye Wangchuan listened to him recounting his rotten past, and scraped his nose with his fingers, blushing: "I'm sorry, I was ignorant at that time and caused you trouble." Wen Yiliang drank a sip of water and glanced at him leisurely: "Have you thought about what you want to do now?"
Seeing Ye Wangchuan didn't speak again.
He couldn't help but sigh again: "Sometimes I really hate you geniuses. You make us ordinary people feel no sense of accomplishment. But you geniuses are also very easy to lose yourself. Look, you learn everything quickly and know a little bit of everything. On the contrary, it is difficult for you to find what you want to do and what you like to do. Why do people say that there is only a fine line between genius and madness? It's because everything comes too easily to geniuses. A genius who loses his goals and pursuits will become a madman."
Ye Wangchuan couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Wen is right!"
"I'm talking to you nicely." Seeing that he didn't take it to heart, Wen Yiliang was also anxious: "You haven't figured out what you want to do yet?"
Ye Wangchuan found an empty seat and sat down, his posture as upright as a proud pine or cypress: "I have thought it through. I didn't think it through before, but now I have a goal."
"Hmm?" Wen Yiliang sat up straight and became interested: "Tell me about it."
Ye Wangchuan met his expectant gaze, pursed his lips, and revealed his goal: "Bring her home as soon as possible."
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"… "
It took Wen Yiliang less than three seconds to go from shock to astonishment and then to speechlessness.
He finally couldn't help but ask, "Do I look like a stray dog on the street?"
Ye Wangchuan was in a good mood: "Why did Uncle Wen say that?"