Summit Farmer

"You’re Peter Brown, right?" A thin middle-aged man reached out to shake Peter’s hand, looking him up and down.

"Yes, I’m Peter Brown."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The comrades nowadays are quite interesting."

After talking, he let Peter sit down and looked at him, "Did you just change your name recently?"

"No, I’ve had this name since I was a kid. Didn’t expect to share the same name with someone else."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Have you had plastic surgery?"

"Yes."

At this time, the middle-aged man’s face turned serious and said, "There are quite a few people who have had plastic surgery to look like Peter Brown now. No matter what your young people are thinking, from now on, you are a leader, and you must keep the people in your heart. Whatever you do, you should always prioritize the people’s interests."

Peter was very serious, "I understand."

The middle-aged man’s name was Jasper Smith, and he was the head of the Organization Department of the county party committee. He was here today specifically to talk with Peter.

After reviewing Peter’s file, Jasper found it puzzling. Peter was a former soldier who had just retired from the army. The organization appointed him as the Deputy Town Chief of Old Timber Township. Upon reviewing his file, Jasper learned that Peter was an orphan with no relatives, so he wondered about Peter’s background.