In Lin Zhihuang's dimension, if there is no persuasion, how can we talk about starting a business? As long as she can achieve her goal, she, Lin Zhihuang, can immediately transform into a master of persuasion!

Wang Ti was stunned by Lin Zhihuang's remarks.

If he didn't understand, Wang would ask his junior brother Wen Nanfang. Subconsciously, he turned to look at Wen Nanfang.

Wen Nanfang nodded slightly to Wang Ti, obviously agreeing with Lin Zhihuang's statement.

At this time, Wen Nannan was amazed by Lin Zhihuang's persuasiveness.

It was certainly no accident that he, Wen Nanfang, had been persuaded by her to take him under her wing with just a few words.

Little did these two people know that for Lin Zhihuang, 'persuasion' was just one of the most basic qualities that a person in power should possess.

Lin Zhihuang did not give Wang Ti time to respond, and scolded: "Since you have taken up so many resources from society, you should give back to society!"

"How to give back?" Wang Ti asked subconsciously.

"Use the skills you have learned to help more people and give back to the 'people' group! Your family has made the world worse, and you are guilty. You must atone for your sins and make this society a better place! Stop thinking about it

Dying is atonement, which is an advantage for you! Actively spending the rest of your life giving back to society is the real atonement!"

Wang Ti somehow felt relieved after being scolded by Lin Zhihuang, and curiously asked: "What can I do to give back to the society? I am useless. In terms of government affairs, strategy, and martial arts, I am just ordinary, and I am not smart or wise."

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"No, everyone is wise in different ways. You have a talent that others cannot match!" What Lin Zhihuang said was very pertinent, and Wang Ti could tell that she thought so from the bottom of her heart.

"What is it?"

Lin Zhihuang took out the small wooden chariot Wang Ti had given her before from her sleeve pocket and said solemnly: "Wang Ti, you underestimate yourself!"

"I'm afraid you think too highly of me..." Wang Ti himself was not confident in himself and lowered his eyes.

Lin Zhihuang raised his hand to hold Wang Ti's thin face, not allowing him to lower his eyes due to inferiority, so that he could look directly into her eyes.

Lin Zhihuang's eyes were full of sincerity: "Wang Ti, do you want to be the founder of the sect? How about you call it 'Tianjia'?"

"'Tangjia'? I am the Wang family..."

Lin Zhihuang continued with a serious look: "'Tianjia' refers to all craftsmen, and does not refer to surnames. Siege equipment, farming equipment, high-rise buildings, anything that needs to be designed and built will be designed and built by 'Tiangjia' disciples from now on."

Take the lead in construction and design! Wang Ti, how about you be the head of this 'craftsman family' and the first generation 'master craftsman'?"

Founding a sect? This is something that will go down in history!

He! He! He wants to do it!

Why had he never thought of this before?

He loves woodworking design so much, why didn't he dare to think about it before? He has never made any achievements, is it because he didn't dare to think about it?

This Lin Zhihuang has such a charm that impresses her junior brother. Is it because she can think outside the box of other people's thinking and think what others dare not think?

Do you need to think about it before you do it?

Wang Ti's eyes widened with excitement, and he didn't know what to do. He sat up from the couch, holding Lin Zhihuang's arms tightly with both hands, and asked three times in a trembling voice: "Am I worthy? Am I good? Am I?

Can it be done?”

What Wang Ti wants at this time is affirmation.

Lin Zhihuang took out the small chariot he gave him from his sleeve pocket, which was made of small wooden parts.

"You designed this all, how can you not do it?" Without any foundation, you can make various parts of the tank just based on the design in your mind, and finally stitch them together accurately. This seems like

It was just a gadget, but Lin Zhihuang knew how much knowledge was involved.

This usable, rotatable little chariot may seem simple, but in fact it is extremely complicated to design.

Wang Ti simply underestimated himself and had no idea how talented he was!

This small chariot can be made very quickly if other carpenters take it apart and make it as it is. Once you have a sample, it is a simple matter that any carpenter can do.

What's rare is that Wang Ti is not a copy of someone else's stuff, but the person who designed it for the first time.

It was him who designed the drawings in his mind without any physical objects, and then made it! He didn't even make a draft of the calculation data, he just made it by mental calculation!

Lin Zhihuang felt horrified when she thought about it. She couldn't do this. What else is this if it's not talent? I really admire him so much. He is a top-notch technical talent!

"Believe in yourself, you can do it!" Lin Zhihuang patted Wang Ti on the shoulder with absolute certainty.

Wang Ti suddenly burst into tears. A grown man, crying like a child, as if he wanted to vent all the anxiety and despair he had felt during this period. His cry was hoarse and sad.

Seeing Wang Ti crying like this, Wen Nanfang felt relieved again, his eyes showed concern, and he wanted to step forward to comfort him again.

But Lin Zhihuang shook his head and said: "Don't worry about him, let him cry. Only when he cries, can he be relieved. If he can't cry, can he be determined to die. Now that he has cried, he is fine."

Wen Nannan felt relieved, turned around and walked out, asking the servants in the mansion to quickly prepare some food for his senior brother. He was afraid that if Wang Ti continued to be hungry, everything would turn into something troublesome.

Wang Ti cried with all his heart.
Chapter completed!