The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 222: The New "Usage" of the Painting Brushes

"It will precisely look something like this, existing right at the absolute center position of the entire world, utilizing powerful anti-gravity assistance to constantly support and float effortlessly, completely never touching the solid ground..." After saying that, Julian Sterling meticulously added a few extra, sweeping curves to the exterior body of the towering tower, seamlessly connecting it with the surrounding areas: "The main architectural focal point will heavily utilize this specific type of energy-infused glazed tile. These distinctly curved roofs will be intentionally designed to be much larger, significantly expanding their overall surface area, to be practically used as convenient landing spots for the elevators moving rapidly between the various floors, or as designated landing pads for personal flying vehicles."

"Creating a remarkable illusion of hovering suspended in mid-air, is it? That is an incredibly powerful visual concept." Ethan Caldwell perceptively commented, his deep eyes openly displaying a approval.

Julian Sterling offered a firm nod of his head: "That is exactly correct. I have only just barely visualized a very preliminary outline of the fundamental geometric shapes. I still do not possess any clear, concrete ideas regarding the internal load-bearing structure. Perhaps it will be absolutely necessary to reconfigure it a little bit. On another day, I will purposefully bring this rough draft over to meet with Seraphina Cole in order to formally present the idea. It is highly probable that Seraphina Cole will possess a far better method for developing and flawlessly refining it."

Matters requiring highly specialized expertise should rightfully be left to the capable individuals who thoroughly understand that specific expertise.Julian Sterling completely and utterly grasped this fundamental concept. He merely harbored a few uniquely creative ideas that he passionately wanted to incorporate in order to elevate the overall aesthetic appeal, but such an endeavor undeniably required incredibly close, meticulous coordination with all the relevant, involved parties. The grand idea might sound exceptionally wonderful and magnificently epic in theory, but if the technical engineering department and the dedicated 3D modeling team could not adequately meet the demanding server resource requirements, then it would ultimately amount to nothing more than wildly unrealistic, fantastical strokes of a pen upon a flat sheet of paper.

"Alright now..." Ethan Caldwell gracefully reached out his large hand to grasp the slender wooden pencil currently resting within Julian Sterling’s delicate grip, gently yet firmly pulling it away: "The allotted time dedicated to your professional work for today has completely run out. I cannot allow you to entirely exhaust your precious physical strength, so we will simply figure out the rest of this tomorrow."

Following that smooth action, the older man caught sight of the brand-new, exquisitely crafted wooden pen box that he had just recently purchased sitting quietly right next to Julian Sterling’s feet, prompting him to let out a soft, low chuckle as a distinct glimmer of unmistakable pride shone brightly within his deep eyes: "Do you like them?"

As Ethan Caldwell spoke those tender words, he intimately wrapped his strong arms securely around Julian Sterling’s slender waist, affectionately resting his firm chin upon the very top of the younger man’s head. The refreshingly cool, deeply fragrant scent of premium shower gel, carrying just the faintest, masculine hint of rich cedarwood from Ethan Caldwell’s tall body, lovingly lingered and intertwined right at the very tip of Julian Sterling’s nose, feeling incredibly soothing and extraordinarily pleasant.

"The outward appearance is beautiful and remarkably luxurious, and the solid wooden body feels exceedingly sturdy and comfortable to hold in my hand, but I simply have not yet had the proper time to test them out for drawing..." Julian Sterling extended his hand to reach for the elegant wooden box, smoothly opening the decorative lid and randomly pulling out a moderately sized painting brush from inside to carefully inspect it: "The bristles are truly astonishingly soft, and the natural elasticity is also quite excellent. What kind of rare material are these crafted from?"

"This is a highly exclusive, premium set of painting brushes that a knowledgeable friend of mine from within the elite art circles enthusiastically recommended. The main body of the brush is expertly fashioned from a single, solid block of pure pine wood that has been painstakingly carved and meticulously polished to sheer perfection..." Ethan Caldwell gently enveloped Julian Sterling’s hand that was currently holding the fine brush, steadily pushing the wooden body much closer toward their shared line of sight so that Julian Sterling could observe it with absolute clarity: "As for the delicate bristle portion of the brush, it is intricately divided into several highly specific, specialized categories..."

"For instance, the particular brush that you are currently holding, along with the other brushes possessing a sharply tapered tip, are traditionally referred to as Purple Hair brushes, expertly crafted from the naturally shed fur of wild rabbits during the crisp autumn season. It is by far the absolute softest variety, boasting an extraordinarily phenomenal capacity for retaining water. It can be masterfully utilized to draw incredibly minuscule, intricate details, or even to write elegant calligraphy featuring flawlessly sweeping, delicate strokes, all while consistently delivering a truly magnificent, wonderful artistic effect."

"The specific type meant to be used for painting massive, broad areas and seamlessly blending vibrant colors is the Goat Hair brush, intricately made from the pristine fleece of white goats. As for the exquisite, Western-style brush set resting quietly within the lower compartment over there, it is a brilliant, masterful combination between the ergonomic design shapes of modern, contemporary brushes and authentic wild boar bristles that have been subjected to an incredibly elaborate, refined treatment process, cleverly mimicking the fibrous structure of these synthetic brushes in order to drastically increase their overall durability."

Listening to Ethan Caldwell explain every single, distinct type of premium material with such meticulous, exhaustive detail, Julian Sterling could not help but raise a slender eyebrow in a blatant display of genuine, unhidden surprise: "It certainly took an immense amount of painstaking effort and tremendous dedication to successfully collect all of this."

"Naturally, I had to formally request the invaluable assistance of quite a few well-connected acquaintances before I could even manage to successfully place an order for such a flawlessly complete set like this one. So, does my darling have any sort of special, well-deserved reward for me?"

Outwardly, Ethan Caldwell asked that provocative question with a facade of utter nonchalance, yet the older man’s lips and tongue had already eagerly begun to caress, scattering a continuous, intoxicating trail of fragmented, burning kisses along the sensitive rim of Julian Sterling’s delicate ear and down the flawless, snow-white expanse of his neck. Ethan Caldwell’s scorching, feverish breath washed directly over the exact, vulnerable spot where Julian Sterling’s pulse was currently beating in a wildly erratic rhythm, causing the core temperature radiating from Julian Sterling’s entire body to also begin rising at a remarkably rapid, heated pace.

Julian Sterling did not offer a single word of refusal. After all, he had already made a firm, binding promise to the older man while they were still back at the corporate office.

The precious, expensive brush that both of them had been audibly marveling over just a mere second prior, praising the immense effort and extreme hardship required to successfully procure it, had now been carelessly and haphazardly tossed aside onto the soft lazy chair by its current owner. Julian Sterling was effortlessly scooped up and securely carried over to the plush sofa by Ethan Caldwell. The top two buttons of his comfortable silk pajamas were completely undone, allowing the smooth fabric to helplessly slide down and fully expose his pristine, exquisitely smooth white shoulder.

Julian Sterling was kissed so thoroughly by the dominant man that his mind fell into a deeply hazy, euphoric daze. His beautiful eyes were entirely clouded over with a thick, glistening layer of damp mist, while his trembling hands instinctively reached up to securely cradle the back of Ethan Caldwell’s dark head, which was currently buried deeply and passionately against his sensitive chest.

"Ngh... please do not bite..."

Julian Sterling slightly arched his slender body upwards; his mouth was voicing a soft refusal, yet his physical actions were absolutely no different from willingly offering up both peaks of his chest, completely allowing the older man to playfully ravage and torment them at his leisure. Right in the midst of this intensely surging, overwhelming tide of deep passion, Ethan Caldwell suddenly pulled away, blowing a profoundly gentle, teasing breath directly into Julian Sterling’s flushed ear.

"How about we conduct a thorough, practical test right now to see if that brand-new batch of drawing brushes I just bought for you is actually any good to use?"

That singular sentence, heavily laden with Ethan Caldwell’s deliberate teasing and profoundly ambiguous, suggestive intentions, acted exactly like a potent spark of fire, violently fanning the raging, unrestrained flames of deep, burning desire that were rapidly soaring between the two of them. It was glaringly obvious that there was an actively running air conditioning unit chilling the spacious living room downstairs, yet both of the deeply entangled men could still intensely feel a scorching, overwhelming heat continuously spreading and radiating all around them.