Talents like him are rare even in our Dalong court."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and nodded, then casually took out his Wanli Jiangshan carved jade fan from his waist.
"Uncles, let me ask you another question. Talents like Crich.
If he is born in our Dalong people, how about I give him the position of a doctor in the household department?"
“More than enough.”
He arrogantly stroked the gray beard on his chin with a thoughtful expression, and after thinking about it secretly, he coughed a few times under his breath.
"Yeah, yeah, cough, cough, cough.
Zhi'er, uncle, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart, regarding a talent like Crich.
If it were just the official position of a household doctor, it would be somewhat low.
With his own talents, he should at least hold the position of left minister of household affairs or right minister of household affairs."
After listening to the answers from Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye, Liu Mingzhi nodded with a faint smile.
"Uncles, if you put it this way, you still recognize Crich's talents."
Seeing the smile on Young Master Liu's face, with a arrogant and complicated expression, he first raised his hand to knock out the ashes from the smoke pot on the lathe of the carriage, and then picked up the teacup in front of him.
"Zhi'er, from when my uncle, Brother Nangong, and Qing'er read the contents on the rice paper, we started talking about the position of president of the United Chamber of Commerce.
From beginning to end, I have never denied Crich's own talents.
I have always highly recognized his abilities and capabilities.
As we discussed before, I don't deny that Creech is a rare talent.
However, the key issue is that it doesn't matter whether he is a talent or not.
What matters is whether his talent belongs to our Great Dragon Heavenly Dynasty, and whether it is under the control of you, Zhi'er, the king of the Great Dragon Heavenly Dynasty."
As soon as Zhang Kuang's words fell, Nangong Ye, who had knocked out the ashes from the cigarette pot from the car window, took over Zhang Kuang's words in time.
"Zhi'er, Brother Zhang is right.
Whether Creech is a real talent and whether he belongs to our Dalong Dynasty are two completely different concepts."
After listening to Zhang Kuang and Zhang Kuang's answers, Young Master Liu gently rubbed his temples with his fingers, then looked at Song Qing, who was sitting opposite him and eating pastry, with a faint smile.
"Brother."
Song Qing heard the sound, quickly swallowed the cake in his mouth, and looked at Mr. Liu with doubts in his eyes.
"Huh? Third brother, what's wrong?"
Young Master Liu looked at Song Qing's reaction with doubts in his eyes and rolled his eyes angrily.
Based on my understanding of Song Qing, I was very sure that his current reaction was entirely a deliberate attempt to pretend to be confused.
There was only such a large area in the carriage, and he didn't believe that Song Qing couldn't hear what the three of him were talking about just now.
I have to say that my elder brother, who looks honest and honest on the surface, but is actually full of tricks, is really good at pretending to be confused.
If I had not dealt with him for decades, I would know his personality and character very well.
Then, there is a real possibility that I might be deceived by his confused reaction.
Young Master Liu looked strange and muttered to himself for a long time, then he looked at Song Qing opposite and narrowed his eyes slightly with a smile.
"Brother, are the pastries delicious?"
When Song Qing heard Young Master Liu's sudden question, an imperceptible look of surprise quickly flashed through his eyes, and he nodded vigorously without hesitation with a smile on his face.
“Hahaha, it’s delicious, of course it’s delicious.
Third brother, before I got on the bus, I saw with my own eyes that these pastries were served to you by sister Ying'er herself.
As a brother, I know without guessing that these pastries were made by sister Ying'er herself.
Sister-in-law Ying'er, how could the cakes she personally made for you not be delicious?"
As Song Qing spoke, he happily stuffed the remaining half of the pastry into his mouth.
"Haha, hahaha, third brother.
Because brother, I can eat the pastries made by Ying'er and sister, but I am dragging down your luck."
Young Master Liu listened to Song Qing's words which were full of compliments to Ying'er. Jiuting didn't need to think deeply to know that his good brother was still pretending to be confused with him now!
As long as he wasn't a fool, he wouldn't know what he meant by suddenly turning the topic to him.
Liu Mingzhi tidied his sleeves happily, picked up the tea cup that had just been refilled on the low table, nodded slightly and took a sip of tea.
"Brother, are the pastries delicious?"
Hearing this, Song Qing nodded without hesitation.
"Yeah, yeah, delicious, delicious."
Under the gazes of Song and Qing, Young Master Liu nodded with a strange expression.
Immediately, he suddenly turned his head and looked outside the car curtain.
"Willow Pine."
"Here you are, young master, what's the matter?"
"Liu Song, how is the wind and rain outside now?"
"To tell you what the young master is saying, the rain now is a little heavier than before we went out.
Fortunately, it doesn't affect our journey very much."
"Oh? Has the rain gotten heavier again?"
"Back to Master, yes."
"Liu Song, the rain outside has become heavier again, what about the cool breeze coming towards you?"
"Back to the young master, the cool breeze coming out has not changed much.
Master, is the cool breeze blowing into the carriage? Do you need to slow down a little?"
"No, no, you can just keep driving the same way."
"Yes, I understand, little one."
Chapter completed!