Summit Farmer

Last night, Peter Brown didn’t know how much wine he had drunk; he had no idea how he got back to his place and woke up the next day with a headache.

"Director Wang, good morning." Walking down the street, Peter Brown noticed that people’s attitudes toward him had changed a bit, showing a kind of warmth.

At first, Peter Brown felt a bit uncomfortable with everyone calling him "Director Wang," but gradually, seeing that everyone called him that, Peter Brown could only accept it. Of course, he felt a bit of excitement in his heart. From now on, he would be part of the middle management of the subsidiary. Although this management position didn’t have much power, it was still a step up.

The most important thing was that he had passed this test and, when he reflected on the fusion situation, Peter Brown distinctly felt the fusion accelerating.

When he entered the office, Reid Nelson had already arrived and, smiling, said to Peter Brown, "You were pretty heavy on the booze last night. We had to help you back, you know? You even vomited all over Captain Cook’s car."

Peter Brown said awkwardly, "Everyone insisted on toasts so much. I really drank too much. My head still hurts now."

Reid Nelson smiled and said, "You’re the person who’s climbed the ladder fastest in our subsidiary."

Peter Brown wasn’t sure what Reid Nelson was thinking and didn’t offer any explanation, since he was now in a leadership position anyway.

After cleaning the office a bit, the two sat down.