In the hotel where the group stayed at the Shipyard Andosal, the young Vittorio Cuniberti was a little irritable. The source of his irritation came from His Excellency Bran, the chief designer of the Venetian Navy Yard, because one of his words made Vittorio a little troubled.

What is it that makes this young designer like this?

This stems from the fact that Bran came out of the venue and asked Vittorio in Brin's absence if he would be interested in going to the Venetian Naval Shipyard as the chief designer.

Going to the Naval Shipyard in Venice as chief designer was completely unimaginable for the young Vittorio Cuniberti. Because this is not to say how unbearable the Venetian Naval Shipyard is, but the Venetian Naval Shipyard can be said to be the most technically powerful shipyard among the Italian shipyards at present, and unlike the Andosal Shipyard, which focuses on civilian shipbuilding, the Venetian Naval Shipyard knows its focus by virtue of its naval prefix.

That's right, this is the base for the manufacture of major Italian warships, from large 10,000-ton warships to small mosquito ships, which can be built by the Venetian naval shipyard. In addition, the factory also has the most advanced shipbuilding equipment in Italy, and the shipbuilders who have worked for more than ten years or even twenty or thirty years are very experienced, and the Venice Naval Shipyard also abounds.

To say that Vittorio didn't want to be the chief designer is simply to say that wolves don't want to eat meat, how is this possible. However, the thought of being valued at the Andosal shipyard made him hesitate a little.

Of course, Vittorio also knew that this situation could not continue, and that it would make him unmotivated to work, so in the end he gritted his teeth and made a phone call, intending to talk to the famous designer Bran, who had made him uneasy.

……

"Smack!"

The receiver was hung on the landline, and Vittorio, who had just finished making the call, accepted his request to meet with Bran for a meeting, and then he needed to rush to the agreed place between the two parties.

The Wesker Coffee Shop on Brin Avenue is a well-known coffee shop in the neighborhood, mainly because the coffee ground by the owner of the shop tastes very good, so the business is getting better and better, and the place where the two met is here.

Vittorio, who had disembarked from the public carriage, looked at the coffee shop and tightened his coat and lowered the brim of his hat, because he felt that it would reduce the likelihood of others discovering him. Although no one recognized him at the coffee shop, he felt he should do it.

Walking into the coffee shop, Vittorio looked around the store and immediately saw Mr. Bran with white hair and a white shirt and waistcoat.

"Hello, Lord Bran."

Vittorio, who walked over to the table, greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Kuniberti."

Seeing Vittorio appear in front of him, Bran greeted him with a smile on his face. The look in his eyes made him look at his junior, which made Vittorio feel a little unnatural.

"Relax, you're not Brin, I'm not going to quarrel with you."

As if seeing Vittorio's unnaturalness, Bran opened his mouth very kindly.

Faced with the famous warship designer in front of him, Vittorio decided to go straight to the point. "Lord Bran, why do you ask me if I want to be the chief of the Venetian Naval Shipyard?"

Brandha smiled at Vittorio's words. "Because I think you can take on that responsibility."

Without waiting for Vittorio to continue asking, Bran continued. "This time, your battleship drawings should be based on you."

Bran suddenly asked, but Vittorio didn't answer. But Bran didn't need him to answer. "It seems that I guessed correctly, this battleship plan should indeed be considered your work."

"No, I did it with Mr. Brynn."

In the face of Vittorio's rebuttal, Bran didn't care.

"Well, you designed it with Brin, and I have to admit that the battleship you designed is very good."

"Actually, yours is the same, and the balance between firepower, protection, and speed is very good."

In response to Vittorio's words in return, Bran gestured with his coffee.

"Thank you."

After the two put down their coffee, Bran continued. "Although the coffee here is very tasty, it is difficult for us to have time to enjoy it all. Kuniberti! I'll cut a long story short, what do you think about my invitation to the Venetian shipyard as chief designer? ”

In the face of Bran's inquiry, Vittorio did not answer immediately, but asked. "I'm sorry, I don't know anything."

"Excuse me."

"You asked me to be the chief designer, so what should you do?"

Hearing Vittorio's words, Blanha laughed, "I thought you asked, since you asked, then I'll tell you, I'll step back." ”

"What?"

Vittorio was taken aback by Bran's words. You must know that the Brin designer is less than sixty years old, and it is the time when energy and experience are the most successful, and this is not a joke to retire at this time?

Seeing Vittorio's surprised expression, Bran immediately explained the reason. It turned out that half a month ago, Bran, who had been working for more than half a month, suddenly fainted, and after being sent to the hospital for treatment, the doctor told him that he had a malignant tumor in his head, and there were two years left at most. If we continue to work at this high intensity, then there will be half a year left at most.

Faced with such bad news, Bran's first thought was that the news could not be spread, and the second was the problem of his successor. Looking at it, the young talent who can take over his position in the field of Italian warship design is what Vittorio likes best.

"There are only three people who know about this at the moment, the first is my wife, the second is Manager Bastian Cooney, and you are the third."

Facing Bran with a calm face, Vittorio didn't know what to say.

"It's a big deal, and I need to think about it."

"It's okay, I can wait. But don't keep me waiting too long, I still want to go to Northern Europe with my wife to see the snow, and I can't break my promise to him on his fiftieth birthday. ”

They were going to get up and leave, but after thinking about it, Vittorio sat down again. "Why did you choose me, as far as I know, there are still many talents emerging in the field of Italian warship design."

"Because of your abilities." Bran picked up his cup and took a sip of his coffee. "There's a lot of talent in Italy at the moment, but I think you're the best one, and you're supposed to be in charge of the main design for the Venetian outfitter, and that's the perfect masterpiece. Before my old bones could figure out the outfit, you came up with a perfect result. ”

After praising Vittorio, Bran continued. "But there is one thing I want to tell you, if you want to design a battleship for a decisive battle, then I am the best choice at the moment, although I don't have a good deal with Brin, but I would say that I can suppress him, mainly because of the balance of the battleship, of course, his design of cruisers is far from comparable to me."

Well, in the last paragraph, Bran is still putting gold on his face, of course, he is also a powerful gold sticker, because his words are currently recognized by the Italian warship design circle. Bran's battleships were the best designed, and Brin's cruisers were the best.

"Well, I'll give you an answer in three days."

Vittorio dropped the sentence and left.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry for this time."

I'm in a good mood