Nanfeng, who was envied by Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, was in high spirits. Although he was just an assistant and manager, he represented Fang Zhao in public. People who wanted to curry favor with Fang Zhao or discuss collaborations had to go through him when Fang Zhao was in seclusion.
It wasn't just collectors who had come to look for artifacts. Some big shots in the business world and celebrities had also sought him out. Although these people only wanted to find out if they could purchase one or two pieces of Fang Zhao's porcelain, being able to speak to them made him extremely excited.
He, Nanfeng, had once struggled at the bottom of Huangzhou's entertainment circle. Now, his network of connections had expanded to the point where everyone in the industry was jealous!
Nanfeng couldn't help but get a little complacent. Of course, even if he got complacent, he wouldn't harm his boss's interests. He only felt complacent in his heart. He wouldn't show it, and he wouldn't let others find fault with Fang Zhao.
After dealing with the artifacts, Fang Zhao entrusted him with the important task of handling the paperwork for a private collection hall.
The site for the private collection hall was finally chosen. With the help of various continents' museums, the paperwork was completed quickly. All that was left was for the demolition. It would take another six months before the demolition could be completed and construction could begin. Nanfeng's current job was to handle the paperwork. He didn't have to worry about anything else.
Nanfeng's heart ached as he watched the money flow out. Although the money wasn't his, he still felt bad. Those porcelain pieces were so expensive. Why did Fang Zhao donate them just like that? Sigh, he could only watch helplessly no matter what his boss did.
However, when he found out that the "Above the Blue Dome of Heaven" production team was going to buy all of Fang Zhao's works, Nanfeng's heart ached a lot.
After settling the paperwork, Nanfeng made a trip to the Yanzhou Museum to thank the museum's curator for his help. He also took a look at Fang Zhao's belongings — a few artifacts that hadn't been donated.
Nanfeng could understand that it was normal to have a few artifacts. What he couldn't understand was that among these few artifacts, there was a cracked bowl with what looked like an animal bite mark!
There were so many intact artifacts. Why did his family keep a broken one?!
Incomprehensible!
After leaving the Yanzhou Museum, Nanfeng flew straight to Fang Zhao's small island to report on his work. He had completed all of his boss's orders. There would definitely be a bonus! Excited!
Nanfeng couldn't stop laughing along the way. However, he restrained his laughter when he landed.
He still had to maintain the image of being steady, reliable, loyal, and dedicated. If he smiled too much, it would ruin his image and make his boss feel that he was unreliable.
Furthermore, through these missions, Nanfeng had met even more people and seen a broader stage. Back when he had been fighting alone in Huangzhou, he had looked down on these people now. Nanfeng felt that his professionalism had improved, and his professional life had sublimated. He couldn't be careless anymore.
Nan Feng, who looked like an elite, walked toward the house on the island with a smile on his face.
When he met Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, Nanfeng greeted them and was about to head into the house when he saw Curly Hair strolling out leisurely.
Curly Hair yawned listlessly, looking very listless. Now that Nan Feng was here, it couldn't stay in its room and play games anymore.
Unhappy!
When he looked at Nanfeng, his eyes were deep and gloomy, as if he was complaining about something.
But Nanfeng didn't know. He just felt that Yan Biao and Zuo Yu hadn't taken good care of Curly Hair for him to be so listless in such a short time!
There was no one else on the island, and Boss was busy. If it wasn't Yan Biao and Zuo Yu, who else could it be? Nan Feng glanced at them disapprovingly when he was certain of this.
But now wasn't the time to talk about this. Nanfeng went over and rubbed Curly Hair's head. Actually, he wanted to comb Curly Hair's hair. A few strands weren't curled properly and were too protruding. It would be uncomfortable if he didn't comb them.
But Boss wouldn't let them comb Curly Hair's hair, so Nanfeng could only endure.
He had nowhere to vent, so he could only change his target.
Nanfeng rubbed Curly Hair's head and looked at Yan Biao and Zuo Yu.
"How long has it been since Little Curls went out?"
"A few days," Yan Biao replied vaguely.
"How can a dog not go out for a walk?!"
"Boss said he wouldn't go out to sea for the time being," Yan Biao replied stiffly.
Nanfeng: "…"
Nanfeng didn't know what to say to these two.
Why didn't these two know how to be flexible?
If Boss didn't let them go out to sea, they could just walk around the island!
If they didn't want to go far, they could just walk the dog around the house a few times!
Smelling the flowers and grass, teasing the insects, strengthening the body, and facilitating bowel movements!
This bunch of people didn't know how to raise a dog!
"Alright! If you don't want to walk him, I will! You guys go on patrol. I will bring Little Curly Hair out for a walk after reporting. I will be staying on the island for two more days. "
Curly Hair looked at Nanfeng with a deep gaze.
Nanfeng sighed when he saw this. "Look, Curly Hair's eyes are sparkling. He can't wait!"
After saying that, he rubbed Curly Hair's head again before entering the house.
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu: "…"
Brave warrior!
Sigh.
Two hours later, Nanfeng brought Curly Hair out for a walk after reporting. He didn't put on a leash. The island was his boss's territory, and there was no one else around. There was no need for a leash.
Nanfeng was in a good mood after receiving his boss's approval and a bonus. He didn't reprimand Yan Biao and Zuo Yu when he saw them. He even said, "Comrades, let's get together tonight?"
"Did you get a bonus?" Yan Biao asked.
"Heh, as expected of an old comrade. You don't even need to say it." Nanfeng smiled proudly. "Let's have a drink tonight? I brought some alcohol when I came over. "
"We can talk for a while, but we can pass on the alcohol. Us bodyguards can't drink during working hours."
"Alright, then let's talk for a while. It won't take up too much of your time."
There was a room in the house reserved for Nanfeng, but he wasn't there. When the sky gradually darkened, Nanfeng rode a small patrol car to a sentry post on the island with a box of canned fruit juice. He didn't bring any alcohol.
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu were already waiting there.
Nanfeng tossed the fruit juice over. "I will accompany you to drink this too."
Even if it was fruit juice, Yan Biao and Zuo Yu didn't dare drink too much. Fang Zhao had warned them two days ago about the severity of the situation and that they had to be prepared for battle at all times.
Only Nanfeng, who didn't know anything, drank the fruit juice happily.
Although he didn't drink, he was in a good mood. Nanfeng floated up again. Outside, he represented Fang Zhao, so he was extremely restrained. Now that he wasn't at work, he was surrounded by his own people, and his boss wasn't around, so Nanfeng naturally didn't hold it in any longer. His emotions leaked out, and he gave a simple recount of his experiences outside.
"Hehehe, I'm famous now. Everyone in the industry calls me 'Great King Nanfeng'!"
Nanfeng rocked back and forth with laughter.
"Hahahaha, I, Great King Nanfeng, have really made a name for myself!"
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu: "… Congratulations, Great King Nanfeng."
Nanfeng waved his hands reservedly. His smile faded and he let out a long sigh. "The reason I called you guys today is actually to talk about my career plans. I know that in the future, the boss's focus will definitely continue to be on the art of music. Everything else is secondary. He isn't interested in endorsements or collaborations. As for me, I don't have a musical background and my musical attainments aren't high. I've already worked very hard to learn, but I don't have the talent. I haven't made much progress in 10 years. The more I advance, the more professional pressure I'll have to bear. "
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu fell silent. Although bodyguards didn't need to understand music, they were still under a lot of pressure!
Nanfeng said with some melancholy, "This time, when I went to work for the boss, I had a deep feeling. Especially when I was facing those masters from the academic world. A stream of professional jargon was thrown at me, leaving me dumbfounded. Actually, it's fine if I embarrass myself, but I can't embarrass the boss!
The boss is aiming for the highest award in the arts. That's not something he can get at his age. He still has to gain more experience. When he has enough experience, he can aim for the next stage of the Galaxy Awards!
The boss should find someone who knows more about music as his assistant and someone who understands the higher levels of the music arts circle as his manager.
As for me, I'm not interested in music. If I continue to stay by the boss's side, I won't be able to help much. I won't be able to show my value.
The boss is already very good to us. We can't be too greedy. If we don't have the ability, then don't cling to that position. Be more dignified and don't make things difficult for the boss. "
Yan Biao: "No, the boss is still very satisfied with you."
Nanfeng immediately tossed aside that little bit of sadness and became proud again. "Hahaha, of course I know the boss is very satisfied with me! My work attitude is so good. Other than the fact that I'm not professional enough when it comes to music, I can take care of everything else! Let's not talk about other things, but I can walk the dog better than the two of you! "
Yan Biao and Zuo Yu: "…"
Nanfeng patted the two of them on the shoulders. "I have to say something to the two of you. Comrades, as subordinates, you have to think about the boss's thoughts, be anxious about the boss's worries, and solve the boss's problems! You can't always move when the boss gives you a nudge! "
Yan Biao: "… But it's also possible that your thoughts are worlds apart from the boss's."
Nanfeng said confidently, "That kind of thing won't happen to me!"
Yan Biao said with difficulty, "Alright, as long as you're confident."
Nanfeng put one hand on the other's shoulder and continued the previous topic. "When the private collection hall is built, I'll go and have a chat with the boss … Actually, when I was reporting to the boss today, I originally wanted to discuss my career plans with him. But I don't know why, but I suddenly chickened out just as I was about to say it. Hahahaha!"
Nanfeng laughed and put on a thoughtful expression. "Actually, it's good to talk to the boss beforehand. He can look for suitable candidates first. Yeah, that's settled. I'll stay up all night to write a career plan. Tomorrow, I'll go and talk to the boss about my resignation! "
Zuo Yu thought of something and froze in the act of drinking his juice. He looked at Yan Biao.
Yan Biao's eyes were blank. He vaguely recalled that he seemed to have said something similar before?
Yan Biao shuddered when he recalled that experience that shattered his worldview. He said to Nanfeng seriously, "Don't say such things in the future. Or, say it in a different way."
After some thought, Yan Biao tried to persuade him again. "Your current position is still very suitable. Don't underestimate yourself. The boss really doesn't want to replace you."
Nanfeng took it as a consolation. "Hahaha, I know you guys can't bear to let me go. After all, we've been comrades and colleagues for so many years!"
Yan Biao: "No, I just have a bad feeling … Anyway, don't say such things in the future. It sounds scary."
Zuo Yu nodded vigorously. "Right, don't say such things. It's scary."
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