Summit Farmer Chapter 1642 - 1642 1640 Everyone Has Their Own Plans

1642: Chapter 1640: Everyone Has Their Own Plans 1642: Chapter 1640: Everyone Has Their Own Plans After a few days of organizing, a nice office had been set up.

Watching Leah Nelson and her colleagues busily cleaning up the office, Peter Brown felt really great, now he also had so people to command.

“Manager Walter, this computer is ready to use.”

Caron from the Technical Engineering Departnt, after tinkering for a while, showed a smile and spoke to Peter Brown.

“Hmm, thank you.”

“Look at what you’re saying, no trouble at all, it’s what I should do.”

“Put this pot of flowers on the desk; looking at the computer too much, so greens are pleasing to the eyes.” Leah Nelson directed a worker to place a small potted plant on the Boss desk.

“Manager Walter, the lucky tree in this office is really nice; Reid and I helped you choose it.” Imogan Jones was also actively helping to organize the office.

With a laugh, Peter Brown said, “Thanks a lot, you ladies are so ticulous, making this office feel just like ho.”

“Manager Walter, your villa is also decorated now; when you have the ti, we’ll help you style it too, it really needs a nice arrangent to be perfect.” Leah Nelson spoke about this with a gleam in her eyes as if the villa were hers.

“Yeah, help with that when I’m free.”

Now that Peter Brown had beco the assistant manager, he no longer lived in the dormitory.

Anyway, the villa wasn’t far from here, and with a car, he could commute back ho.

Peter Brown was also happy, not regretting the battle he had fought; unknowingly now he had both a car and a house, a savings account, and was involved in two ventures whose success was yet unknown.

Thinking of this, Peter Brown felt he only lacked a woman now, his gaze sweeping over Leah Nelson and Imogan Jones.

Both won had very nice figures and rather large breasts.

Thinking this, Peter Brown felt a swelling below and had to quickly walk over and sit in the Boss chair.

“Alright, we won’t disturb you any longer; call if you need anything.”

The people had already left the room.

Only then did Peter Brown feel the Boss chair beneath him and thought no wonder everyone loves being an official; besides everything else, just sitting here felt indescribable.

Turning on the computer, Peter Brown was very satisfied with this machine he had specifically purchased.

To Peter’s level of understanding in computers, a custom-built machine was much more useful than those branded ones, with every configuration at its best.

Taking a drag from his cigarette, Peter Brown’s mind also cleared up, and he thought of Rylan Williams, knowing that if he did not solve this nace soon, no matter how high a position he held, it would not be enough to cope with the maneuvers of the Carter Clan; now there wasn’t much else urgent than handling this.

Fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard, Peter Brown quickly adjusted settings on his computer.

“Manager Walter, is the office all set up?” Matthew Clarkson walked in smiling.

Peter Brown quickly closed a few online windows and stood up with a smile, “Mr.

Clarkson is here, please, have a seat.”

After gesturing for Matthew Clarkson to sit down, Peter Brown tossed him a cigarette.

Matthew Clarkson sat on the sofa, looking at Peter Brown and said, “Manager Walter, I’ve heard about your reputation for a long ti, and I’ve always wanted to find ti to sit with you for a chat, but there’s always so much going on.”

Peter Brown simply smiled.

Over the past few days, he had tapped the cell phones of several subsidiary leaders, and he was aware of many things Matthew Clarkson and others were doing in secret.

Matthew Clarkson had reached so agreents with Azrael Richardson, and both had co to a consensus on personnel swapping; but there were two of them, and two of Henry Carter as well, plus considering Henry Carter was the top Leader, there was naturally so gap in power.

The main purpose of Matthew Clarkson’s visit today was undoubtedly to try to win Peter over.

Peter Brown had already analyzed this situation.

Matthew Clarkson and Azrael Richardson’s philosophies did not align well with his, and with ongoing issues over the division of duties, a collaboration with Azrael Richardson no longer seed possible, thus, Peter had decided to support Henry Carter.

“Mr.

Clarkson, why don’t I treat you to a al today, and we can sit down and have a good talk.”

Peter Brown had learned so of the tricks of officialdom and quickly offered to treat him to a al.

Matthew Clarkson laughed, “Another day perhaps, I have to head back to the provincial city tonight, my ho is there, unfortunately, I need to go ho and check on things.”

Peter Brown showed an understanding smile, “You’re right, don’t let work interfere with family.”

The two chatted back and forth for a while, then Matthew Clarkson seemingly casually said, “Manager Walter, now that you’re an assistant manager, what are your thoughts on the personnel arrangents for the Integrated Office?”

Peter Brown’s mind stirred, knowing Matthew Clarkson was also eyeing the Integrated Office.

He just smiled and said, “The Integrated Office is just those two people; both are pretty good.”

“Well said.

From what I know, Imogan is a bit more ambitious.

We need a capable comrade to take charge of the Integrated Office.”

Peter Brown secretly laughed to himself; Azrael Richardson was constantly trying to court Imogan Jones.

The more he failed to win her over, the more he wanted to boost her position, and now he had Matthew Clarkson sounding out his thoughts.

“The Integrated Office has always been managed by a manager; we don’t need to worry about that.”

Peter Brown just said that.

Matthew Clarkson’s eyes twinkled montarily, and with a smile, he said, “That’s not exactly the case; collective opinion is still important.

Manager Walter, if you have your own ideas about any position, feel free to ntion it.

We should communicate more privately, it makes work go much smoother.”

“Yes, Mr.

Clarkson has a point.” Peter Brown smiled.

Glancing again at Peter Brown, Matthew Clarkson said, “We’ll be holding a cadre adjustnt eting soon.

Manager Walter, we need to communicate more.

Recently, Azrael as well has been thinking this way.

Let’s exchange ideas more often; it’s more beneficial to place capable comrades in suitable positions, don’t you think?”

“Mr.

Clarkson has said it well; I was thinking the sa.”

“Alright then, I’ll not disturb you further and will keep in touch over the phone.”

As he spoke, Matthew Clarkson stood up and walked towards the exit.

Watching the retreating figure of Matthew Clarkson, Peter Brown also smiled.

Before leaving, Matthew Clarkson had hinted that he already had two people, indicating to Peter that they possessed so power and by cooperating with them, naturally, there would be so benefits.

It seed like the leaders of this subsidiary were all playing their own little gas!

Peter Brown found out he had now beco a person both sides wanted to win over.