God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 86
In ancient times, it was a great honor for an artist to be invited to erect a statue for a god. Leaving aside the amount of income, the increased fame alone was enough to make people jealous.

If the fame is supported, the money is still rolling in?

Hu Bin and his son came to Xiaoqingshan in a hurry to recommend themselves. What are they here for?It's for the reputation that the job lurked.

One of their father and son is the vice president of the Island City Wood Sculpture Association, and the other is a "young talent" in the wood carving industry. They are well-known in the Island City, but only limited to the Island City.In the island city, the insiders gave them some face, but who knew them outside the island city?
So they look famous, but in fact their income is mediocre, barely reaching the level of ordinary white-collar workers. After all, the island city is so big, and they have to compete with many peers. It is normal that their income is limited, and this is what they do. The main reason why the children are all picked up, is also the main reason why they eagerly ran to Xiaoqingshan to recommend themselves.

But they were hurrying, but they were still one step behind Xu Jingxing, how could they be reconciled to this?

Hu Bin's father looked at Xu Jingxing up and down for a moment, and asked with a smile: "Who is your apprentice under?"

Xu Jingxing smiled, "Without a teacher, I taught myself a little bit of unworthy craftsmanship, and I earn a living. I am more famous than Vice President Buhu."

"Hehe, my little brother is humble. Are you interested in joining our woodcarving association?" Hu Bin's father still asked with a smile, and introduced sincerely: "Joining the woodcarving association can exchange skills with colleagues and make progress together."

"Thank you, Vice President Hu, for your kindness. I'm just making a living. I don't think too much about progress. Besides, I'm not qualified to join the Woodcarving Association because of my poor skills." Xu Jingxing didn't know the surname Hu. What kind of idea was the fight, so he politely refused with a smile, and stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person. The Hus and his sons didn't take the initiative to tear their faces, so he was not interested in provoking conflicts.

However, the surname Hu quickly showed his fox tail, curled his lips and said: "Little brother is still self-aware, knowing that his craftsmanship is not top-notch. I have seen the furniture you made, and it is still a bit basic, but you are not too good at carving." I'm immature, I don't know where you got the confidence to carve a statue of a god?"

Xu Jingxing was suddenly happy, the father and son were indeed a virtuous couple, but the old man was more scheming, and he said that his craftsmanship was poor without tearing his face.But isn't the one here with a discerning eye?How could he not see through this trick, not to mention Zhou Zhenshan, even Ou Zhengguang seemed a little impatient.

But this Hu guy didn't intend to break his face, and he didn't mind teasing the old guy, so he smiled lightly, "What does Vice President Yihu mean..."

"What I mean is that you'd better be more interesting and retreat when you face difficulties. Everyone will look better, or you will not be able to hide your three-legged cat's craftsmanship. Don't blame the colleagues in the Woodcarving Association for seeing you. If they don't save themselves, they can see that they are not skilled liars who pretend to be masters," Hu Bin's father said with a smile, but the threatening meaning inside and outside the words could not be more clear.

It means that it's okay for you, Xu Jingxing, to withdraw now. If you don't quit, don't blame our woodcarving association for punishing you.

To be honest, the general industry associations really have a certain influence on the practitioners in the industry. When the vice president of an association said this, the general practitioners were unwilling and had no good way. It was better to take a step back than to be rejected by others. Blocking came a little better.

Banning this kind of thing sounds a bit absurd, but in fact it is very realistic. For example, mobilizing members of the association to boycott Xu Jingxing, spreading unfavorable remarks against Xu Jingxing in the circle, and even collectively running on Xu Jingxing's business, etc. As long as it is profitable, they will not feel embarrassed at all, especially in this small local association, the phenomenon of grouping is very serious. To put it bluntly, the people in it are all their own people.

Even organizations like student unions that don't involve much economic interests have cliques, let alone industry associations.

That's why Hu Bin's father dared to say such a thing under such circumstances. He felt that these words were enough to make a weak young man like Xu Jingxing retreat.

But would Xu Jingxing be afraid?

If he was afraid of the vice president of a mere woodcarving association, he would shrink back when he was making furniture for Xu Zhikang; similarly, he was not afraid at that time, and he is even less afraid now.

So he just smiled indifferently, "Thank you, Vice President Hu, for your kindness. Unfortunately, I have already signed a contract with the district boss."

"What? The contract has already been signed?" Hu Bin and his son were taken aback. They rushed here when they got the news, thinking that they were fast enough. Unexpectedly, Xu Jingxing not only arrived one step ahead of them, but even signed the contract. All right.

Ou Zhengguang asked lightly, "What's the matter? What suggestion does President Hu have?" There was already some impatient tone in the words.

If you are sensible, you should leave at this time, but Hu Bin and his son are not reconciled, especially Hu Bin's father, who couldn't help but said: "Boss District, if such an important job is entrusted to such a young man, if it breaks , not only people in our woodcarving industry feel ashamed, but your reputation will also be affected..."

"You mean, Xiao Xu's craftsmanship is not good?" Ou Zhengguang asked back.

"...Yes," Hu Bin's father nodded bravely, "There are only a few craftsmen in our island city, and those with good craftsmanship are registered within our association, and most of them are members of our association. But this, this little master Xu has no roots as if he jumped out of a crack in the stone. Not only has he never made a large statue, but he has also spread some bad rumors when he made artificial furniture. "

"Oh? What rumor?" Ou Zhengguang suddenly asked with great interest.

Hu Bin's father hesitated for a moment and replied: "I heard people say that when he made furniture for the fish king Zhou Zhenshan, he not only maliciously delayed the construction period, but also stole a lot of wood from others, all of which were high-quality small-leaf red sandalwood. It's hundreds or thousands of dollars..." As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall, and even Ou Zhengguang looked back at Xu Jingxing in astonishment.

Hearing this, Xu Jingxing laughed angrily.

But it was Zhou Zhenshan who was even more angry.

Zhou Zhenshan's face was livid, he stepped forward and stared at Hu Bin's father and asked, "Do you know me?"

Hu Bin's father looked at Zhou Zhenshan, saw that he was dressed plainly, like an ordinary little old man, and shook his head indifferently, "Who are you?"

"I am the Zhou Zhenshan you mentioned," Zhou Zhenshan said, raising his hand and slapping him.

The slap was loud and crisp, and Hu Bin's father, who slapped him, turned around twice and asked blankly, "Zhou Zhenshan?" While asking, he looked at other people, and saw the pity in everyone's eyes, and then he understood Enlightenment: This unremarkable old man in front of him is really the deity of the famous fish king Zhou Zhenshan.

(End of this chapter)