Summit Farmer
Chapter 1651 - 1649: Center

Chapter 1651: Chapter 1649: Center

Salem Hill walked in hurriedly from outside, smiling broadly as he said, "Manager Walter, I went to check on our vegetables earlier."

Peter Brown grasped Salem Hill’s hand and said, "You’ve gone to a lot of trouble."

Salem Hill chuckled, "Everyone has been saying they wanted to invite Manager Walter over for a meal, but you’ve been so busy, we worried you wouldn’t have time."

Though Salem Hill was about the same age as Peter’s uncle, this cunning old fellow knew how to behave humbly, acting entirely like a subordinate. He didn’t treat Peter like a young man, but rather with a kind of respect.

Seeing his demeanor, Peter nodded secretly. Regardless of whether it was genuine, being able to act to this extent was quite impressive. For him, having someone obedient was enough; he didn’t need to concern himself with whether they were sincerely loyal.

Looking at the people who had come today, Peter knew they had already been tagged with his label. They could only follow him forward, so now, they were his people.

"Manager Walter, please have a seat," Salem Hill said.

By then, Salem Hill had already gestured for Peter to sit down.

Seeing Peter casually try to pull out a chair at the door to sit, Salem Hill hurriedly said, "Manager Walter, your seat is over here, please come and sit."

At that moment, everyone moved aside to invite Peter to sit in the designated main seat.

Peter smiled and said, "It’s all the same wherever I sit."

Salem Hill chuckled, "Manager Walter, if you don’t take the main seat, it would be awkward for the rest of us to sit, so please don’t decline. Only you can sit there."

Several middle managers also agreed, "Manager Walter, please take a seat, Leigh is right. If you don’t sit there, we would have to stand and eat."

In a light-hearted manner, everyone guided Peter to his seat.

Once Peter was seated, Salem Hill naturally took the seat to Peter’s left, while a team leader sat on his right.

Then everyone took their places according to their rank.

At the meal, there was a clear distinction of hierarchy. Only those who knew nothing could sit anywhere, and generally, such people would be excluded by the leaders and gradually disappear from such gatherings.

Peter hadn’t been very aware before, but today, after seeing how everyone arranged their seating, he suddenly understood. He recalled past dining situations and realized that seating at these tables also served as a selection process. First, see if someone could behave properly. If someone couldn’t follow the rules at the table, that person naturally wouldn’t be used in important roles later. If someone messed up at these meals, it likely meant their fate was sealed once the meal was over.

What an awesome and relentless test of officialdom—many probably didn’t even understand how they found their end!

Many thoughts crossed Peter’s mind as he looked around with a smile. There weren’t many people who came today, just about six, but those present seemed quite perceptive.

At this moment, Salem Hill said to Peter, "Manager Walter, all those present are reliable comrades. Let me introduce them to you; this one sitting next to you is Emery Harris, the team leader of the second team. You should know him."

Emery Harris chuckled, "If it weren’t for Manager Walter speaking up for me, I wouldn’t even know if I was still a team leader. Manager Walter, I owe you one."

This was a team leader from Henry Ford’s faction. Peter indeed had spoken a few words on his behalf.

"Zach, you’re a capable person. Our branch office always needs capable comrades. It’s not about speaking up; I just said what needed to be said," Peter responded.

Turning to the middle-aged man on his right, he said, "For instance, Comrade Cairo Martin, his promotion was also due to his capabilities."

Cairo Martin gratefully said, "Manager Walter, just like the team leader said, without your help, I wouldn’t be here today. You can count on me to handle the sales department, I’ll follow your lead."

Peter smiled and said, "Capable people should alwaysshould always be valued. That’s always been my philosophy."

Salem Hill pointed at a few other people, saying, "These comrades also from our team have strong working capabilities."

Peter smiled and nodded at them, "I can see that, each of you looks spirited, keep up the good work."

Although Peter was younger than everyone else, when he spoke these words, there was no feeling of incongruity; in fact, it even brought excitement to everyone’s hearts.

Dish after dish was brought in, served by beautiful women in Cheongsams, emitting a faint scent. Sneaking a glance, Peter could even see the ivory skin of the legs of a beautiful woman standing next to him.

This position really was different!

Seeing a steaming hot Towel in the plate, Peter too picked it up and wiped his hands before setting it down.

Everyone else also used their Towels to wipe their faces and hands, relaxing the atmosphere instantly.

"Manager Walter, it’s your turn to speak," Salem Hill said with a smile.

At that moment, everyone reverently looked towards Peter.

Now, Peter was no longer viewed by them as a migrant worker.

Having found out about Peter through various channels, everyone held a sense of awe towards him.

Honestly, thinking about the actions Peter had taken, all they could do was sigh.

Under such complex circumstances, everyone had assumed Peter would be ousted. However, not only did he not get crushed, but he also kept rising higher, now even sitting in the deputy manager’s position. If he continued to climb, his future might really be promising. It would be foolish not to stick closely to such a leader.

Peter looked around at these people, knowing they were part of his team now. His mood immediately improved. Having a group of subordinates in this branch office was a good thing.

Peter thought about what to say on such an occasion and, keeping it simple, expressed a few words of gratitude. After finishing, he said, "Let’s eat."

However, though he had spoken, no one moved to pick up their chopsticks.

Seeing Salem Hill looking at his own chopsticks, Peter then realized, picked up his chopsticks, and took a bite of Meat.

Looking around again, then everyone began to move their chopsticks.

The atmosphere instantly warmed up as everyone picked up their glasses to toast Peter’s Wine, uttering words that pledged their loyalty.

This status!

Peter was deeply moved.

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