Summit Farmer
Chapter 1587 - 1586: Development Direction_1

Chapter 1587: Chapter 1586: Development Direction_1

It was strange that Christian Greenhill didn’t say anything more, he looked somewhat unwell, sitting there with an air of frailty.

After Henry Ford hastily said a few words, the meeting ended.

Everyone left the conference room with mixed expressions on their faces.

Facing the domineering Christian Greenhill, Peter Brown actually stood up to him and even hinted at impending trouble for Greenhill, which made everyone wonder what kind of backing Peter had.

Although no one approached Peter for a chat, the way people looked at him had clearly changed.

Once inside the office, both Ivy Cooper and Reid Nelson’s gaze at Peter showed a significant change.

Reid Nelson said, "Peter, you shouldn’t have done that in the meeting. Even if a leader criticizes you, you should just bear with it. How could you..."

Peter merely smiled and said, "It’s just Christian Greenhill, nothing serious."

Seeing Peter’s continued assertiveness, Ivy Cooper cautiously asked, "Is it really as you said?"

Glancing at Ivy, Peter said, "You’ll see, he won’t last many days."

Just before leaving work, Henry Ford called Peter into his office.

After looking at Peter again and again, Henry Ford asked, "Do you have evidence about what you said today?"

Peter just nodded and said, "You’ll see, it’s a matter of one or two days."

A broader smile appeared on Henry Ford’s face as he said, "You did well today."

Though he did not want to oppose Christian Greenhill directly, Henry Ford was displeased with Greenhill’s attitude today, and now that Peter had stepped forward, it was as if he had won back some face for Ford.

Watching Peter’s departing figure, Henry Ford felt somewhat distracted; he was starting to feel that he could not read Peter as clearly as before.

The events of today spread rapidly. Just after leaving Ford’s office, Peter got a call from Uncle Richard’s home, Richard Brown.

"Come over for dinner."

That was the first thing Richard Brown said.

When Peter arrived at Richard Brown’s house, Brown frowned and said, "You should’ve just listened when a leader criticizes you. With the situation so complex, why did you have to confront him like that?"

Peter said, "Uncle, I’ve thought it over. Although Greenhill wasn’t targeting me, he was aiming at Edward Ford, spreading rumors that Director Walker is his relative. Greenhill has always looked at me unfavorably. If he takes a higher position, sooner or later he’ll come after me. Since that’s the case, standing up to him today might secretly please Edward Ford. You don’t know, but right before the end of work, Ford called me to his office to praise my actions."

Richard Brown thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "Everyone knows that Greenhill wants to struggle for the throne. Before, we thought he had no chance, but now it seems with Director Walker’s support, his chances are significant. Eventually, he might indeed target you. Anyway, you’re also planning to make investments and establish a factory, so it’s no big deal if you’ve offended him."

"Whether Director Walker supports him or not is yet to be determined. I just couldn’t stand his attitude, so I blurted out a few words to vent my frustration."

"I thought you really had some connections at the provincial level, but it turns out it’s like this!" Richard Brown said, shaking his head.

Peter just laughed and said, "I did accidentally hear some news, and it seems there really is such a situation. Maybe they will take care of him."

Richard Brown chuckled and said, "If Tobia Armstrong really is his relative, that kid has indeed found a powerful backer. You should be prepared as well, and if it really comes down to it, we’ll tackle it together."

Peter laughed and said, "Let’s talk about it when the time comes."

"By the way, Uncle, how’s your project coming along?"

"These things can’t be rushed; I’m working on it. The money needs to be spent where it matters most. If we’re doing it, we’re not going to do it half-heartedly; we’ll do it to the best of our ability."

"You know this field better than I do, so I won’t interfere. Just waiting to collect the money is enough for me."

Richard Brown then chuckled, "You rascal, I’ve discussed this with your dad too; he’ll come over to help when the time comes."

"You handle it yourselves, don’t fret too much about the money. Even if it’s all lost, it won’t be a problem."

Upon hearing this, Richard Brown looked at Peter and said, "You shouldn’t say things like that. We must do well in whatever we undertake."

After leaving Uncle Richard’s house and eating dinner, Peter walked down the street, reflecting on his own affairs. Today’s events made him feel a sense of constraint from others, realizing he need not always endure. Sometimes, actions should be dictated by clear intentions.

With that thought, Peter sat down at a bustling spot and watched women dancing to square dancing routines.

On the bench, there was a newspaper left by someone, which Peter picked up to read.

At a glance, a piece of news caught Peter by surprise. It reported that mobile games were making a lot of money, with monthly revenues reaching hundreds of millions.

As he read this, Peter suddenly thought of the program he had sold to a game company, and the more he considered it, the more he felt he could make money in this area too. Creating plug-ins was illegal, but with his technical skills, there’s no reason he couldn’t create a successful mobile game.

Recalling the content from the Technology Plane, Peter realized his brain contained memories of many popular mobile games from that plane.

Upon further examination of the article, he read that three young people had made an investment of one hundred and fifty thousand, and now their game was valued at fifty million. Seeing this, Peter was even more tempted.

He quickly searched online for information about mobile game companies, and his desire to create a mobile game grew stronger.

The first consideration was labor costs, which made Peter laugh to himself, as he didn’t need anyone else; he could handle everything, even graphic design, without incurring costs. Office space? With his technology, he could manage in his current office, so there was no need to spend money there either. Marketing costs? He could save a lot using hacker skills, leaving hardly any costs to cover...

After calculating each factor for a while, and remembering he still had five hundred thousand unused, Peter thought that if he developed a mobile game, he might really be able to make a profit.

With a slap on his thigh, the word "Done" escaped Peter’s mouth.

For him, there was no real difficulty; it was just a game that needed to look good and be fun to play.

He could fully develop the mobile game and hand it over to Emily Wilson to manage.

Standing up, Peter suddenly realized he had found a direction for development, where he could use his technology to become wealthy.

Not only could he make a significant profit, he could also stay hidden here and hone his skills without neglecting either aspect.

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