But when Zhao Wen arrived, he was shocked when he saw that the carving master was so young. Although Zhao Wen was not interested in the jewelry industry, he grew up in a jewelry family since he was a child. Whether you are proactive or passive in carving, you will know more or less.

Based on his knowledge of half a bucket of water, this "sculptor" is probably fake. After all, no matter what, such a age is really amazing.

Which of their true top sculptors in Zhao's jewelry is not as good as those over forty or fifty years old, and those who have achieved some success are basically white-haired old men. Those young people just learn some basic skills under such masters, and they don't even have the chance to do it.

Faced with this situation, who would believe that this young guy actually made his uncle abandon all the engraving masters of Zhao's jewelry and instead went to hire him?

No matter how I think about it, Zhao Wen feels that there must be something wrong with this matter.

"No wonder Manny suspected that this guy was a liar. Even I, a person who is aware of carving knowledge, thinks that something is strange." Zhao Wen thought to himself.

However, at this time, he did not express his doubts. Instead, he looked at Tang Tianyou who was having breakfast with a smile and said softly: "Brother, I guess this is the carving master you invited by Brother, can you introduce it?"

Can you introduce it?

Zhao Feng's head hurt even more. Although the man in front of him was Zhao Wen, he looked quite elegant and dressed very gentle. He was elegant at all. He could even be said to be vulgar. He often ate meat, drank big bowls, advocated violence, and was no different from those street gangsters outside. He would immediately punch and kick him if he had a disagreement.

When he was in school, he was often naughty, which made Uncle Zhao Dezheng go to school and listen to the teacher's scolding. He was more diligent than going to his own company.

But now, Zhao Wen is like being fashionable, and he is so arrogant that he can say something very elegant, but no matter how he looks, he looks bad.

"Uncle Zhao Dezheng is a very serious person. Under such strict education, I really don't know how Zhao Wen, a kid, is so out of character?" Zhao Feng was very helpless.

He also knew what Zhao Wen wanted to do, but he was just questioning that the young man he invited was not a real carving master, but a liar. In fact, Zhao Feng also had a lot of doubts in his heart.

According to common sense, the carving master should not be so young. He does not require every carving master to be a white-haired old man, at least he must be a middle-aged man. After all, in the carving industry, how can he create surprising works without quite mature experience and skills?

If you have no hair on your lips and don’t do things well, that’s a famous saying for all time!

However, this was a task assigned by his father himself, with a very strict tone and affirmative tone. Zhao Feng grew up under his strict father since childhood, and his tutoring was quite strict.

Even now that he has grown up, his father's majesty is still pressing against his heart like a mountain. When he is always present, Zhao Feng is like a mouse seeing a cat, timid, afraid of Zhao Defang's scolding.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Feng obeyed his father's orders and would never violate them. Even if the order was wrong, he would unswervingly make mistakes.

What's more... my father's orders were never missed, Zhao Feng thought with emotion.

Every time Zhao's Jewelry has a major choice or a major problem occurs, Zhao Defang always stabilizes the entire company's employees like a stabilizing needle.

Every command and every choice is so firm, just like he can see a foggy future, just like he can do it as long as he says it.

Perfect, decisive, wise, and never made any mistakes. This is his father Zhao Defang, a businessman who was called by his friends in the circle: "Business Fox".

As the eldest son who has always followed his father, he has personally experienced every decision of his father. The more he grows up, the more he feels his father's strength.

worship!

Zhao Feng admired his father very much. He longed to be a man like his father. He continued to work hard for this and subconsciously imitated his father's every move.

In fact, rather than saying that he was afraid of his father's majesty, he was so full of the charm of a scholar in his heart that he loved him as an idol.

………

After pondering for a while, Zhao Feng felt that even if he didn't introduce Tang Tianyou to Zhao Wen, according to the character of that bastard, he would probably be indomitable, and it might lead to worse results at that time.

"This is Mr. Tang Tianyou, a carving master I specially invited from Donghai Province." When he walked to Tang Tianyou, Zhao Feng smiled and introduced.

Then, he pointed at Zhao Wen again and smiled at Tang Tianyou and said, "This son of my second uncle, Zhao Wen, is a very naughty guy."

Tang Tianyou stood up next to him, slightly pointed his head, indicating that he understood.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Wen, I'm very happy to know you." Seeing that his purpose was achieved, Zhao Wen turned over Zhao Feng and walked straight to Tang Tianyou, stretched out a wide right hand, revealing eight teeth comparable to black people, and his smile was very bright.

Damn, what exactly does this kid want to do? He doesn't really want to do that, right? Seeing this, the blue veins on Zhao Feng's forehead jumped upwards.

Zhao Manni smiled brightly, with a bit of a peach blossom feeling. Her charming look made the male servants next to her almost lose their souls.

"My name is Tang Tianyou, and I am very happy to know you." Subconsciously, according to the plot of the movie, Tang Tianyou also handed over.

Oh no, now it's bad. Zhao Feng patted his forehead in annoyance. This bastard must have wanted Tang Tianyou to make a big ugly. As a brother who grew up in the yard together, Zhao Feng really knows the character of this kid Zhao Wen too much.

Zhao Manni smiled proudly. Her proud look was like a little fox who had stolen a chicken. Even her eyebrows couldn't hide her pride, and she was erect. Hehe, this big liar must suffer.

That boy Zhao Wen has been fighting since he was a child, and his strength is like a cow. When he was eleven or twelve years old, even ordinary adults could not compare to him. Now, his strength may be even more amazing.

She seemed to have seen Tang Tianyou's face twisted due to pain. Haha, let you, a big liar, come to my house to lie to me, let you, the bad guy, make me scolded by my father, and let you, cause me to have a few more crow's feet...

Humph, I deserve it, Zhao Manni was proud.
Chapter completed!