Those who were quite happy just now, no matter how dull they were, they vaguely understood that they were afraid they were a little happy. Mr. Wang was still the same Mr. Wang, and he was always the same Mr. Wang.

It’s not just because he wants to imitate the heads of other companies to invite everyone to a meal at the end of the year. He rarely feels gentle again. After looking at everyone for a while, he arbitrarily believes that he has changed a lot compared to a few months ago.

People like them have no need to change, nor the pressure to force them to change. How can they change?

In this way, he is just a little more mature and knows how to win people's hearts with some means on some occasions.

No, strictly speaking, that is not very mature. The boss invites his subordinates to have a meal at the end of the year and has a few drinks with everyone. It’s nothing, but he has been too lazy to do it before.

The reason why he decided to do this this time was probably because in the past few months, he saw some things and felt that such a small method would be effective.

So, has he really gone abroad in the past few months?

No matter what, you can't imagine where Mr. Wang has done and what he has done in the past few months.

Of course, not knowing these things is definitely a good thing for them, otherwise, it is likely not just a matter of work or future.

Only Old Chen knew where Mr. Wang had been in the past few months. He had been immersed in the joy brought by Mr. Wang's changes, but just now he understood that Mr. Wang had some changes, but it was not the kind of change he imagined.

But he was still happy for him.

In any case, if you are unwilling to do things you used to do now, it is a kind of progress.

Even if he had just said thank you and inviting himself to have a meal at his house, it was not from the bottom of his heart, and Old Chen still felt relieved.

In his opinion, Mr. Wang was able to go against his sincerity, say such things, and do such things, which really made a lot of growth.

Is it easy for people with such conditions to grow up at his age?

Mr. Wang looked at his cars carefully in the garage. Compared to those who had been on the cars, he was the true love for these cars. At this time, he not only wiped them very carefully, squatted down to see if there was any dust on the surface of these cars, but sometimes he would mutter a few words, just like chatting with these cars.

"It's better to take care of the same care as before, and leave it to the most steady Serena Williams for care. Don't worry, the current condition is as good as before." Old Chen knew that these in the warehouse might be what Mr. Wang was most concerned about in the past few months, so naturally he didn't have any sloppy.

Mr. Wang's face was a little unhappy, as if it was because Old Chen disturbed him and communicated with these friends. He didn't argue with the old car's words. He sat in the friends once, started it, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to their voices. As a result, these cars were still in good condition like when he was there.

He finally chose Lamborghini.

When Old Chen saw him wearing a seat belt, he quickly opened the door of the passenger seat. The next moment, Mr. Wang looked at him coldly. Under his cold gaze, Old Chen quickly stepped back. Yes, Mr. Wang's car is not something he can sit on. It is already very good that he can say those words and send those invitations. What are you thinking?

"I'll put the bag," he said awkwardly, pointing at Mr. Wang's bag in his hand.

Lamborghini roared out of the garage and suddenly stopped again. Old Chen, who was about to drive the A6, saw that Mr. Wang seemed to be waving to him, and he hurried over again.

"Do you know, what the old man is going to do?" Mr. Wang rolled the car window a little.

He has been thinking about this question all the way. How should he deal with Feng Yiping? After thinking about it, he found it really difficult.

That guy now needs strength, fame, influence and influence.

What’s even more annoying is that whether it is strength, fame, or influence, it is all world-class.

The key is that all this is earned by him, without the support of the state and the advantage of the state and the collective.

That is, if you want to follow the previous routine and cause trouble, you really can't find it. This is a rich man who really has no problem and no original sin. He is impeccable in terms of social responsibility or yew. So he is still an idol of many people in China and the pride of many people.

Under such circumstances, it is really difficult to deal with him. Mr. Wang wanted to break up his head, but he didn't come up with any good idea.

Old Chen bent his waist low, "This time, Director Liu's side leads the matter, and the leader looks quite satisfied, but I really don't know what's going on now,"

The next moment, Lamborghini rushed out from him with a gust of wind.

Mr. Wang didn't believe that although it was led by the old man's secretary, you didn't know what arrangements were.

I ask you, just to be prepared when you talk to the old man later, you don’t even understand this.

Mr. Wang once again felt that this old Chen was really old and could not keep up with his own pace.

Old Chen stood there speechlessly holding his breathing, smelling gasoline.

But I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you still so impatient?

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In Manting Fangli, Feng Yiping pointed at Huang Jingping and said hello before. Zhou Gong, who looked like a craftsman, introduced, "This is a master of arts and crafts in our country, and an outstanding inheritor of folk culture, Mr. Zhou,"

Gong Zhou looked up at the tycoon in front of him, nodded slightly, and still buried his head in the work in front of him.

He didn't know the people in front of him very much, but he knew who the people in front of him were, several of them were the richest group in the world, but so what?

Not only does no one think he is arrogant, but he appreciates him very much.

Don’t the people present turn a blind eye to the surroundings when they are working?

These masters who are at the top of a field should have some temper.

They quietly watched Zhou Gong bring up his glasses, holding a hammer, and gently adjusting the seemingly formed painting. It was a horse, a galloping horse.

It looks like it is like the wind is rising from the four hooves.

Feng Yiping walked around behind Zhou Gong and introduced to the finished product on the screen, "This is Zhou Gong's previous work, welcome to the guest pine,"

Pine, especially the welcoming pine, has always been the object of our Chinese painters. It combines iron paintings with Chinese painting techniques, because they happen to be in the same place as the most famous welcoming pine in China, and they also have some preference for it.

"Look at these pine needles, thousands of densely packed with pine needles, look no different from real ones, and they all have shapes and different roots,"

Jobs walked up to look at Zhou Gong who was carefully plastic surgery on the horse. "These may be a few things under the painter's pen, but it is not that easy for them."

People like him are obviously prone to having a good impression of Zhou Gong's work so focused on his work and being very ingenious.

Therefore, as long as we have a sufficient understanding of our culture, we will know that in fact, we have always lacked the spirit of craftsmanship.

"Yes, it takes several hammers to do this pine needle after they are proficient in it,"

Everyone looked at the small iron painting, thousands of dense pine needles, and suddenly felt that it was very difficult.

"These works were all hit by them with a hammer. You can look at Mr. Zhou's hands,"

It was a pair of hands that looked very rough and had a distinct crack on the middle finger of the right hand. "Making iron paintings requires the heart, eyes, hands, and stability, accuracy, and ruthlessness, but this takes a long process. The injuries on Mr. Zhou's hand were left decades ago."

Everyone looked at the vigorous and ancient painting on the screen, and then looked at the table in front. At this time, he was still concentrating on his work. The inconspicuous and not tall Zhou Gong's eyes suddenly became a little different. Even Jobs looked at him with a little respect.

But observing his painting process was indeed quite boring, especially the ladies, although they wanted to take the screen back and put it at home, they really couldn't get interested when they saw Master Zhou busying his work with those dark irons.

Feng Yiping clapped his hands, "Okay, let's continue walking back, the exciting ones are still behind,"

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Chapter completed!