My Italy

In the hotel where a group of people from the Andosal Shipyard were staying, the young Vittorio Cuniberti was a little irritable. The source of his irritation came from Mr. Bran, the chief designer of the Venice Naval Shipyard, because his words made Vittorio a little worried about gains and losses.

What words made this young designer like this?

This originated from the fact that after Bran came out of the meeting, he asked Vittorio if he was interested in working as the chief designer at the Venice Naval Shipyard while Bryn was away.

It was completely unimaginable for the young Vittorio Cuniberti to work as chief designer at the Venice Naval Shipyard. Because this is not to say how bad the Venice Naval Shipyard is, but that the Venice Naval Shipyard can be said to be the most technically powerful shipyard among Italian shipyards. It is different from the Andozal Shipyard, which focuses on private shipbuilding. The shipyard knows its focus by virtue of its naval prefix.

Yes, this is Italy's main warship manufacturing base. Everything from 10,000-ton warships to mosquito ships can be built at the Venice Naval Shipyard. In addition, the factory still has the most advanced shipbuilding equipment in Italy. In addition, there are many experienced shipbuilders who have worked for more than ten or even twenty or thirty years in the Venice Naval Shipyard.

To say that Vittorio does not want to be the chief designer is to say that the wolf does not want to eat meat. How is this possible? However, thinking that he was valued at the Andoshar Shipyard made him hesitate.

So this also led to his current situation. Of course, Vittorio also knew that this situation could not continue, as it would distract him from work, so in the end he gritted his teeth and made a phone call, intending to make an appointment with the person who made him distracted. The restless well-known designer Mr. Bran has a good time to talk.

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"Snapped!"

The receiver was hung up on the landline. Vittorio, who had just finished making the call, felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted. His request for a meeting with Brancia was accepted. Next, he needed to rush to the place agreed by the two parties.

The Wesker Coffee Shop located on Bollinger Avenue is a well-known coffee shop nearby. The main reason is that the coffee ground by the owner of the shop tastes very good, so the business is getting better and better. This is where the two met.

After getting off the public carriage, Vittorio 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 discovering him. Although no one recognized him in this coffee shop, he still felt that he should do this.

Entering the coffee shop, Vittorio looked around the shop and immediately saw Mr. Bran, who had white hair and was wearing a white shirt and vest.

"Hello, Lord Bran."

Vittorio walked to the table and greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Cuniberti."

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 uneasiness, Bran spoke in a very friendly manner.

Facing 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?"

Faced with Vittorio's words, Bran laughed. "Because I think you can shoulder this responsibility."

Before Vittorio could continue to ask, Bran continued. "This time your battleship drawings should be based on you."

Vittorio did not answer Bran's sudden question. But Bran didn't need an answer. "It seems that my guess was correct. This battleship plan should indeed be considered your work."

"No, it was created by myself and Mr. Breen."

Faced with 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. It has a very good balance between firepower, protection, and speed."

Faced with Vittorio's retort, Bran picked up the coffee and gestured.

"Thanks."

After the two put down their coffee, Bran continued. "Although the coffee here is very delicious, it is difficult for us to have time to enjoy it all. Cuniberti! Let me make a long story short, what do you think about my invitation to come to the Venice Shipyard as the chief designer?"

Faced with Bran's inquiry, Vittorio did not answer immediately, but asked instead. "I'm sorry, I don't understand something."

"Excuse me."

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

Hearing Vittorio's words, Bran laughed loudly, "I thought you asked. Since you asked, I will tell you and I will step back."

"What?"

Vittorio was very surprised when faced with Bran's words. You must know that Designer Brin is less than sixty years old. It is the time when he has the energy and experience to produce the most results. Isn't it a joke to retire at this time?

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

Faced with such bad news, Bran's first thought was that the news should not be spread, and the second was the issue of his successor. Looking at the current field of Italian warship design, among the young talents who can take over his position, Vittorio is the one he likes best.

"There are only three people who know the news. The first is my wife, the second is manager Bastian Cooney, and you are the third."

Facing Bran, who looked calm, Vittorio didn't know what to say.

"This is a big deal and I need to think about it."

"It doesn't matter, I can wait. But don't keep me waiting too long. I also want to go to Northern Europe with my wife to see the snow. I promised him this on his fiftieth birthday, and I can't break my promise."

He 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 ability." Bran picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee. "Although there are many talents in Italy, I think you are the best one. You should also be responsible for the main design of the Venice-level costume tour. It is really a perfect masterpiece. I have not yet figured out the costumes with my old bones. When patrolling, you produced a perfect result.”

After praising Vittorio, Bran continued. "But one thing I want to tell you is that if you want to design a battleship for the decisive battle, then I am the best choice at the moment. Although Brin and I are not very good at dealing with each other, I have to say that the main reason why I can suppress him is to The balance of the battleship is good, but of course his design of the cruiser is far beyond my comparison.”

Well, in the last words, Bran is still putting gold on his face, and of course he is putting gold on his face, because his words are currently recognized by the Italian warship design circle. Bran's battleship design is the best, and Breen's cruiser design is the best.

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

Vittorio dropped these words and left.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not in a hurry."