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I called Collin instead.
“Where is Nelson now?”
“Huh?”
Collin didn’t react at first and blurted out, “Mr. Swanson, do you think I’m Doraemon or something?”
Jeremiah didn’t say anything.
“Ah…um, just a moment, please.”
Over the years, he has really figured out Jeremiah’s character. When he’s quiet, it’s scarier than anything. But…..
Where is Nelson now? Collin really knows.
Among those in this industry, there are usually countless group chats on WhatsApp. This is to avoid conflicting with each other and make it easier to socialize with everyone.
As time went by, all kinds of groups naturally formed.
Let’s not talk about gossip, or about male CEOs, or about female bosses.
Collin was a social butterfly, always hanging out in various group chats.
The message was sent and received a response in less than a minute.
Collin looked at his phone and said, “Mr. Swanson, Mr. Chapman is in Fromond, I heard he’s been working on the northern suburbs project recently, he seems very interested… Hey, isn’t the northern suburbs project
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ours?”
Jeremiah went back a couple of days ago, and it was because of this thing.
“Um.”
His eyes were deep, his fingers with distinct joints rhythmically tapping on the table, he said in a low voice, “Release the news, my intended partner for cooperation is the Chapman Group.”
Collin was shocked, “Are you really planning to do that?”
“No way?”
…went.”
Who can say no, right?
The project team already had a desired partner in mind, so those stubborn old folks probably had some objections. Can Mr. Swanson handle it?
Jeremiah had no expression on his face, his eyes were deep and unreadable, “Do as I say, leave the rest to me.”
The message reached Nelson’s cars that afternoon.
At that moment, he was furrowing his brow, thinking back to the phone call he made to Paulette last night.
Derrick didn’t get a response for half a day, so he cautiously asked, “Mr. Chapman… should we try contacting them again?”
They had tried twice before, and couldn’t even get a meeting with the Swanson Group’s project manager. But today, they suddenly got inside information that the Swanson Group was actually planning to collaborate with the Chapman Group.
What’s not to love about a surprise like this?
Derrick was excited, but Nelson was still hesitating.
Nelson sighed, feeling like there was a tornado in his throat, “Since they all gave the signal, there’s no reason not to contact. You go, make ant appointment to meet Mr. Swanson directly.”
Derrick looked up in surprise, “About Mr. Swanson? Will he see us?”
“We were kind of neighbors when we were kids, not really close, but our parents‘ face would always give a little.”
Otherwise, Jeremiah wouldn’t have agreed to help take care of Paulette for Maxine.
Derrick instantly got what he meant, “Okay, I’ll do it right away.”
As soon as the person left, the office immediately quieted down.
Nelson suddenly hated this feeling, no sound at all, like the whole world was just him alone.
Paulette never did that when she was around.
She was always talking a lot, chattering non–stop.
…annoying that can’t be driven away no matter how hard you try.
Yeah.
Wasn’t she someone you couldn’t get rid of even if you tried?
When did things start to change?
Nelson furrowed his brow, glanced around the office, and saw Paulette’s figure in every corner, looking aggrieved and difficult.
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office anymore.
The hand on the table clenched into a fist, with veins bulging on the back of the hand.
He closed his eyes tightly, thinking to himself, This time I must not be soft–hearted, I must make Paulette bow down and apologize to me!
Nelson was furious with Fromond, but Paulette from Crireton just annoyed him for a short while.
She didn’t have much time to think about it.
The New Year was just around the corner.
Time was tight, tasks were heavy.
She was not only busy at work, but also had to work late at home before going to bed.
“Paulette.”
“Huh?”
“It’s very late.”
“Um.”
Jeremiah watched the woman sitting cross–legged on the sofa. Since dinner, she hasn’t even looked at me once, he thought. All she did was nibble on her pen and tap her head from time to time.
What job was so attractive?
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He sighed helplessly, walked over and sat down next to her.
His eyes drifted down, and a unique jewelry design on paper caught his
attention.
I have to say, Paulette was indeed a design genius. She had her own unique perspective, distinctive, dazzling, and eye–catching.
In every draft of hers, she would habitually draw a tiny pentagram in the bottom left corner.
