Boss Mao personally took the action? As soon as he said this, he was not grateful, but Jian'er's skeptical look. He looked up and down at Boss Mao's body with a heavy tonnage and fingers comparable to carrots. Such a person said that he was not pampered and had no one believed him. It was not that he didn't know that this expression was a bit hurtful, but with Boss Mao's honor, it really made people unable to trust.

"Then why are you embarrassed? Boss Mao, you are busy with noble people..." After hesitating for a moment, Jian'er still wanted to try her best to speak more tactfully.

But who is Boss Mao? He is a human spirit who has been in the business world for most of his life. To put it bluntly, he is more conscientious than Jian'er even if he pulls out the roots and hairs. Can such a human spirit not see what Jian'er means?

However, Boss Mao also knew what kind of virtue he looked like. This iconic ring full of hand and a jade-covered dress that really couldn't match the strength of cutting stones. No wonder Jian'er's distrust was expressed. However, although it had not been in front of others for a long time, Boss Mao had built a house with calculating stones before he had not bought the wool material business. Although he rarely took action in front of others in recent years, once the door was closed, he would still cut two pieces of his hands and enjoy itching. Nothing else, just to avoid hand-brokenness. In Boss Mao's words, this was the ability when he started his business and he couldn't give it up. This is called not forgetting his roots.

So in the face of Jian'er's doubts, Boss Mao waved generously: "Don't worry, Miss Song, without that golden steel diamond, we Mao wouldn't dare to take on this porcelain job. In my case, when it comes to the technique of calculating stone, except for the master who used to calcify you, I will follow me. Today, the master took a leave of absence, and I wouldn't be relieved if I really gave it to those little boys. As long as you, Miss Song, have to leave it to me, Mao, to cut it, you will never be able to miss your business."

Looking at Boss Mao's sudden strong confidence, Jian'er was silent. This kind of confidence could not be pretended. If he had not had extraordinary confidence in his skills, no matter how he pretended, his eyes would be weak. In this way, Jian'er could tell at first glance.

So Jian'er's eyes bent and naturally took a step back: "Then I'm going to bother Boss Mao today."

Unexpectedly, Jian'er suddenly became so straightforward, which made Boss Mao stunned and smiled from the bottom of his heart. No matter what, the trust that Jian'er showed in Boss Mao now was not vain, which made him feel very comfortable and very touched. Because in Boss Mao's opinion, with Jian'er's previous performances, if nothing unexpected happens, the probability of this piece of wool is very high. Just hand it over to yourself with confidence, and it is only under the guarantee of empty words, which is very rare.

"Okay, just look at me, Mao, I can't miss you!" Boss Mao suddenly became full of energy. He didn't call the little worker who was staying there, picked up the piece of wool and walked towards the calculator like an enclave.

In the blink of an eye, I don’t know why Boss Mao suddenly became like he was injected with chicken blood, but it’s better to be active than to slacking off. He shook his head and followed him. To be honest, she was also very curious about what was in the piece of wool.

Because of the interesting group of people before, Jian'er really didn't have time to carefully explore the bottom of this piece of wool, but from the excitement that the fat mouse showed when holding this piece of wool was far better than the last two times, it can be inferred that the wool was definitely not simple. In addition, there is another point that made Jian'er feel very confused. Although he had not carefully explored the bottom of this piece of wool, when Jian'er patted the piece of wool, the abundant spiritual energy transmitted through her palm made Jian'er amazed. However, the spread of this spiritual power was slightly different from the feeling of the jade before...

The spiritual energy in the wool materials before was a uniform dispersed spiritual energy scattered, but this piece of wool materials was different. Jian'er felt that its spiritual energy was very special. Jian'er felt that the spiritual energy in this piece of wool seemed to be separated by something, but please be careful! It is separated, not a partition! And the things that separate the spiritual energy seemed to be guiding the spiritual energy scattered inside while separating the spiritual energy.

If it was just a partition, Jian'er would still think that this was just a piece of waste, but the state of separating and conducting made her really unable to understand what this was. After all, this was the first time Jian'er encountered this situation.

After all, it was the boss in the venue. He had a smile on his face, a few polite words, and followed the guest to laugh and scold him. Boss Mao had already successfully entered the line. As soon as the raw stone entered the ground, Ma Dajin sat on the chair with a golden knife, and then moved his body, as if he wanted to find a more comfortable angle. However, compared to Boss Mao's huge body, the chair was too small and it was useless to move. Instead, it made a "squeak, squeak" sound that made people feel sour, giving people a feeling that they might fall apart at any time. Jian'er froze and looked at the pitiful chair under the huge figure with concern. Listening to the wailing sounds of it, Jian'er gave a sympathetic look.

"Miss Song, see how you plan to solve it." As if he knew that no matter how much adjustment was, Boss Mao gave up this difficult move, stretched out a palm-sized slap on the wool and asked.

Jian'er walked up and reached out and touched the piece of wool again. It felt as if the skin of the piece of wool was not too thin, at least compared with her previous experience. After judging, Jian'er decided to be more conservative. After hesitating, Jian'er picked up the pen on the side and drew a line on the wool: "Seep it here first."

"Okay!" Boss Mao stretched out his big hand and easily fixed the piece of wool to the stone cleavage machine. Seeing that relaxed and relaxed movement, Jian'er couldn't help but twitch. What's wrong? Is this showing that a person is fat and powerful?

At this time, Boss Mao's face no longer had the usual expression of a profiteer. The smile that he had been smiling all day long had disappeared, and instead he had a serious face. Fixed, adjusted, and a series of movements were like flowing water. This expert could tell whether there was anything at all when he reached out. Not to mention other things, just looking at Boss Mao's smooth movements, he knew that he had great skills in his hands, and Jian'er also let go of the last bit of worry.

The harsh sound of cutting stones sounded. With this sound, Boss Mao's eyes, who had been smiling all year round, opened wider, revealing extremely sharp eyes. His tightly pursed lips and his current sharp eyes strangely made this face that usually looks smart and slim and masculine. Jian'er suddenly felt like she wanted to sigh. Sure enough, men were very handsome when they were serious. Even Boss Mao's ton-level image is now hooked with the word "handsome".

However, before Jian'er could finish sighing, the dust raised when cutting the stone made Jian'er frown. Jian'er could not help but secretly despise her love at first. Now she was so cute that she was raised by Youlian Space that she couldn't even stand the point of being ashamed.

I remember when I was working as a work student, I had many stations on the main road, and I ate a lot of exhaust dust from the trains. At that time, she didn't take it seriously at all. At this moment, even this little smoke and dust made her a little hard to accept. Sure enough, it degenerated!

Just as Jian'er was secretly complaining about her performance, a sound of blades running out of the air sounded, and Jian'er was excited and cut open.

Wow~, a bowl of water poured on it.

A piece of white, stone! Boss Mao frowned. The result was not very wonderful. He stretched out his fingers as thick as a carrot, and gently stroked the fingertips on the cut surface. This feel... Boss Mao's eyebrows were even tighter...

He raised his head and Boss Mao showed the section to Jian'er: "Miss Song, look at this..."

Jian'er walked forward, looked carefully at the lines she had drawn before, then stroked the cut surface with his little hand and nodded with satisfaction. Boss Mao was not talking nonsense. His skill in calculating stones was good, and the blades were all in the center of the line she drew, and it was not bad from beginning to end.

He gave a thumbs up: "Boss Mao is good at kung fu and good at craftsmanship!"

As soon as Jian'er's words came to his ears, Boss Mao suddenly turned out to be black. It was a pleasure for others to be sure of his calcification technology. However, Miss Song, your thinking cannot be normal. Isn't it a discussion about whether your craft is good or not? You don't feel anything about this obvious rhythm of cutting down? Expression?

"Thank you for your praise, but look at this..." Xun thanked, and Boss Mao pulled the topic back. Is this still possible to explain it? No matter how you solve it, Jian'er has to ask himself to take a charter.

"Wait a minute." Jian'er had no time to say anything else this time. She carefully groped every side of the wool and felt the information coming from her fingertips. The nib of the pen wandered at different angles, and lines appeared in the wool.

Seeing Jian'er's expression, Boss Mao was excited. Before, Jian'er was very innocent when selecting materials and cutting stones. A discerning person could easily see that she was an outsider among laymen. Cutting good materials is always attributed to the result of good luck. Isn't it said that people who usually don't know how to play cards can always catch a good hand? Even Boss Mao thinks so too.

But when Boss Mao saw the top-quality wool materials appearing one after another, he began to feel that this was no longer a word that "good luck" could be summarized. If this is all luck, then how lucky this person is to reach this level! Especially after Jian'er calculating here for the second time, Boss Mao carefully recalled every detail of Jian'er's calculating several times. After careful comparison, he finally remembered the inconsistency.
Chapter completed!