Chapter 1166 - 1165: I’m Here, Will You Come Pick Me Up?
Maxwell Peary sat on the sofa with a computer on his lap, constantly busy.
Aldy Mitchell was curiously looking over, wanting to know what Maxwell Peary was busy with.
"Want to learn?"
Maxwell Peary turned his head, looking at Aldy Mitchell, whose eyes were full of curiosity.
Aldy Mitchell was stunned, sitting there, then he nodded firmly.
"After your College Entrance Exam, you can intern at my company first, but of course, you have to start from the grassroots."
Maxwell Peary nodded; a man should have this kind of spirit.
After listening to Maxwell Peary’s words, a complicated light flashed in Aldy Mitchell’s eyes.
He never thought he would have this kind of opportunity.
But this opportunity was given by this unfamiliar man in front of him.
If it weren’t for his sister, he might not even have had the honor of knowing Maxwell Peary.
"Don’t want to?"
Seeing that he hadn’t answered, Maxwell Peary rarely showed patience to an unfamiliar man and asked.
"I want to!"
Aldy Mitchell immediately answered. How could he not want it? This was an opportunity he had been longing for.
He had previously checked the information, MC Group simply does not take summer workers.
"Learn well by then."
Maxwell Peary casually said, then continued his tasks.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. If Nia Mitchell were to return, it would be a while, so he picked up his phone and made a call.
"How is it over there now?"
"Everything is stable."
"Good, now let go and don’t manage anything over there."
"Understood, I had the same intention."
"Okay, if you encounter something you can’t handle or are unsure about, remember to call."
"Sure."
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After hanging up the phone, Maxwell Peary made another call to Alan Morgan.
"How are things on the old man’s side?"
"Basically sorted out. I took care of a few of his branch offices, now he’s hopping mad."
"Create small trouble every three days, big trouble every five days; don’t let him idle, lest he does things he shouldn’t."
Maxwell Peary frowned, very annoyed with his family causing trouble.
Alan Morgan nodded.
"Rest assured, I’ve specifically assigned someone to handle matters here, no more slip-ups."
"Yes, and Edbert Nia Mitchell’s side also needs to be watched constantly."
This character is quite complex.
"You should be even more assured here."
This concerns the little sister-in-law’s matter, which is related to the big boss’s happiness, of course he would be extremely diligent.
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Once everything was instructed, Maxwell Peary rubbed his temples, but at that moment, the phone rang.
"Yes."
Maxwell Peary’s brows furrowed slightly, on the other side of the line, it was a bit noisy, but soon a familiar voice came.
"Maxwell, I’ve returned, I’m at the airport right now, can you come pick me up?"
Anne Davidson’s voice contained a hint of coyness. After speaking, she stood at the airport exit with two giant suitcases beside her.
Of course, there was also a little boy standing beside her.
The little boy seemed to have a resemblance to Maxwell Peary.
"I’m tied up here, can’t leave, I’ll send a driver to pick you up."
Maxwell Peary’s brows knitted tighter, quickly finishing speaking as he prepared to hang up.
"Maxwell!"
Anne Davidson seemed aware of his next action, immediately called out.
"I’ve returned, are you unhappy? If you’re unhappy, I’ll book a ticket and take my son back right now."