My Italian: Chapter 166 Chief designer?

In the hotel where the group of Andosal shipyards stayed, the young Vittorio Cuniberti was a little irritable. The source of his irritability was His Excellency Bran, chief designer of the Venice Naval Shipyard, because his words made Vittorio worry about gains and losses.

What makes this young designer so?

This stemmed from the fact that after Bran came out of the venue, he asked Vittorio if he was interested in going to the Venice Naval Shipyard as chief designer while Brin was away.

To be the chief designer of the Venice Naval Shipyard was completely unimaginable for the young Vittorio Cuniberti. Because this is not to say how unbearable the Venice Naval Shipyard is, but the Venice Naval Shipyard can be said to be the most technically powerful shipyard among Italian shipyards. The shipyard knows its point with its navy prefix.

That's right, this is the manufacturing base of Italy's main warships, ranging from 10,000-ton warships to small mosquito ships, all built by the Venice Naval Shipyard. In addition, the factory has the most advanced shipbuilding equipment in Italy, and there are many shipbuilders who have worked for more than ten years or even twenty or thirty years in the Venice Naval Shipyard.

To say that Vittorio doesn't want to be the chief designer is simply saying that wolves don't want to eat meat, how is that possible. However, thinking that he was valued at the Andoshar Shipyard made him hesitant.

So this also caused his current situation. Of course, Vittorio also knew that this situation could not continue. It would make him unwilling to work, so in the end, he gritted his teeth and made a phone call, intending to ask the person to make him feel good. The disturbed well-known designer, His Excellency Bran, has a good time to talk.

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"Snapped!"

The receiver was hung on the landline, and Vittorio, who had just finished the call, was unloaded, and his request to talk with Bran was accepted. Next, he needed to rush to the place agreed by the two parties.

The Wesker Coffee Shop on Bryn Avenue is a well-known coffee shop nearby. The main reason is that the coffee made by the owner of the shop tastes very good, so the business is getting better and better, and the place where the two meet is also here.

Vittorio, who got off the stage carriage, looked at the coffee shop, tightened his coat and lowered the brim of his hat, because he felt that this would reduce the possibility of others finding him. Although no one at the coffee shop recognized him, he felt like he should.

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

"Hello, Your Excellency Bran."

Vittorio, who walked to the table, greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Kunibati."

Seeing Vittorio appear in front of him, Bran greeted him with a smile. His eyes seemed to be looking at his junior, which made Vittorio feel a little unnatural.

"Relax, you're not Brin, I won't 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 Venice Naval Shipyard?"

Facing Vittorio's words, Bran laughed. "Because I think you can take that responsibility."

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

When Bran suddenly asked, Vittorio didn't answer. But Bran didn't need him to answer. "It seems that my guess is correct. This battleship plan should indeed be counted as your work."

"No, it was created by me and Mr. Brin."

Facing Vittorio's rebuttal, Bran didn't care.

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

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

Facing Vittorio's words in return, Bran gestured with his coffee.

"thanks."

After the two put down their coffee, Bran continued. "Although the coffee here is delicious, we hardly have time to enjoy it all. Cuniberti! I'll cut a long story short, what do you think of my invitation to be the chief designer at the Venice Shipyard."

Facing Bran's question, Vittorio did not answer immediately, but asked instead. "Sorry, I don't know something."

"Please ask."

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

Hearing Vittorio's words, Bran laughed, "I thought you asked, since you asked, I'll tell you, and I'll step back."

"what?"

Facing Bran's words, Vittorio was very surprised. You must know that the designer Brin is only under 60 years old. It is the time when energy and experience are the most successful. Isn't it a joke to retire at this time?

Seeing Vittorio's surprised expression, Bran immediately explained the reason. It turned out that Bran, who had been working continuously for more than half a month, suddenly passed out half a month ago. After being sent to the hospital for treatment, the doctor told him that there was a malignant tumor in his head, and it would take up to two years. If the high-intensity work continues, there will be at most the second half of the year.

Faced with such bad news, Bran's first thought was that the news could not be spread, and the second was the question of his successor. Looking around, the young talent who can take over his position in the field of Italian naval ship design is Vittorio who suits him the most.

"There are only three people who know the news at the moment~www.mtlnovel.com~ 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 make me wait too long. I still want to go to Northern Europe with my wife to see the snow scene. I promised him on his 50th birthday, and I can't break my promise."

Originally planned 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 took a sip of coffee from the cup. "Although there are many talents in Italy, I think you are the best one, and you should be in charge of the main design of the Venice-level outfit tour. It's a perfect masterpiece. I haven't figured out the outfit yet. On patrol, 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 present. Although I don't deal with Brin very much, I have to say that I can suppress him, mainly in the The balance of the battleship is well done, and of course his design of the cruiser is far beyond my comparison."

Well, in the last sentence, Bran is still putting gold on his face, of course, he is also powerful, because what he said is currently recognized by the Italian warship design circle. Bran's battleship design is the best, and Brin's cruiser design is the best.

"Okay, I'll give you an answer within three days."

Vittorio left those words and left.

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