CHAPTER 156: CHAPTER 156: ETHAN GETS JEALOUS YET AGAIN

Grant Group.

"Hello, President Larson. I’m the assistant to Mr. Grant," Yvette Aston pretended to have a coincidental meeting with Eric Larson. "President Larson, we might be in contact frequently in the future, feel free to instruct me for any needs you have."

Yvette was Ethan Grant’s assistant, and by currying favor like this, she was naturally representing Ethan Grant’s attitude.

Eric Larson walked into the elevator with a lofty air. "Your name is Yvette, right? Do your best working alongside Mr. Grant."

"Sure, President Larson." Yvette quickly nodded and took the initiative to press the elevator button for Eric Larson.

"The company is currently selecting candidates for the vice president position, how’s Mr. Grant from his side?" Eric Larson asked with a meaningful tone, clearly uncertain.

"President Larson doesn’t know?" Yvette Aston looked at Eric Larson with feigned surprise. "President Larson... Mr. Grant appreciates you very much."

Eric Larson, filled with pride, glanced up and down at Yvette. "Assistant Aston is a smart person."

"President Larson, you flatter me." Yvette quickly bowed, diligently holding the elevator button, watching him leave the elevator.

"Yvette, Mr. Grant said to attend today’s team-building event after work." As soon as Yvette walked out of the elevator, Christopher Carter approached her. "He said he especially wants to commend President Larson from the investment department..."

"Shh!" Yvette quietly warned, pulling Christopher to the side.

Eric Larson turned his head back for a look and hearing Christopher mention him, secretly followed along, hiding to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"I heard Mr. Grant tell the project department that he greatly recognizes Eric Larson’s capability and said that the company cannot do without him in the investment department. I heard that Eric Larson is too well-liked, and we must find a way to keep him. If a headhunter poaches him, the investment department would fall apart." Christopher quietly whispered with Yvette.

"I estimate he’s the future vice president, but it seems we don’t offer good enough benefits for vice presidents. Look at the project department’s vice president, honestly, the perks aren’t as big as the investment department’s. If I were President Larson, I would set terms properly. How wonderful it would be to have both the investment and project departments managed under me. I wouldn’t let go of such a juicy piece of meat."

Yvette and Christopher whispered back and forth.

Eric Larson listened for a moment and then left with deep contemplation in his eyes.

Yvette’s right; even though he’s the project director of the investment department now, the benefits are much better than those of a company vice president.

When it comes to title and long-term prospects, the vice president role is certainly more valuable since it comes with company shares.

But the benefits are definitely not as plentiful as the investment department. If he could merge the investment and project departments under his jurisdiction, that would be ideal.

However... the goal is too obvious, and Eric Larson isn’t quite sure if his influence in the company is enough to impress Ethan Grant.

As long as Ethan Grant is wary enough of him, he would have the capital and leverage to negotiate terms with Ethan Grant.

If Ethan Grant doesn’t meet his terms, he could use the threat of resignation.

In a corner.

Yvette sneakily poked her head out, seeing that Eric Larson had left, she turned back to secretly grin at Christopher and gave an OK hand gesture.

"I didn’t realize, your acting’s quite good." Christopher said with a chuckle.

Yvette shyly waved her hand. "No... not at all."

"Eric Larson has already begun to secretly form cliques, if he forms an alliance within the company, it’ll be disadvantageous for us." Christopher expressed some concern.

Yvette shook her head. "No, it’ll be better for us if that’s the case because we’re just waiting for him to make a mistake. A loose conglomeration will scatter just with the right interests prompted, and once they’re dispersed, it’ll be easy to target him as the one who stands out."

Christopher widened his eyes, growing more impressed with Yvette. "Impressive, truly impressive..."

After walking a few steps, Christopher stopped and looked back at Yvette. "With your capability, surely you have ways to deal with those who’ve bullied you, right?"

Yvette froze for a moment and looked down without saying anything.

Christopher pressed further. "Are you afraid of them?"

"Yes." Yvette nodded.

Power always surpasses capability.

Christopher sighed. "Stick closely by Mr. Grant, though he’s cold by nature, once he acknowledges you, he’ll surely be your backing."

Yvette remained silent and said nothing.

...

Employee cafeteria.

Ethan Grant went to meet with the board, and not seeing him for a while, Christopher brought Yvette to eat.

"Eat more." Christopher handed Yvette a beautifully polished apple.

Yvette’s tray was already full of food, and she sucked in a breath. "Christopher Carter, I can’t eat so much."

"Eat! You must eat; stamina is crucial following Mr. Grant," Christopher said quietly, glancing around before griping about Ethan Grant. "Let me tell you, our Mr. Grant enjoys squeezing employees, since you didn’t have breakfast, eat more, it won’t make you fat."

"..." Yvette gasped, looking up to see Ethan Grant walking over with a stern face, she blinked at Christopher.

"Mr. Grant is someone who draws a firm line between work and personal, at work he’s ruthless with everyone," Christopher continued complaining. "Be cautious around him, when he becomes familiar, he won’t care if you’re male or female, he’ll still scold you harshly."

Yvette coughed incessantly.

"Drink some water, drink some water." Christopher got up to fetch water for Yvette, and when he turned around, he saw Ethan Grant standing behind him with a stern expression.

"Mr... Mr. Grant." Christopher was so startled he almost sat back on the table. "Why did you come down? Aren’t you not eating at the cafeteria?"

Ethan Grant motioned with his chin, indicating for Christopher to wipe the chair.

Yvette sensibly stood up, wanting to help Ethan Grant clean the chair.

"Let him wipe it." Ethan Grant held Yvette by the wrist.

Christopher, watching Ethan Grant, accidentally bumped into the table corner, inhaling in pain. "Mr. Grant, she’s also an assistant, why can’t she wipe it?"

"Non-working hours." Ethan Grant pointed at his watch.

Christopher disagreed. "But I’m also off work hours."

"You can always be off work hours." Ethan Grant found Christopher to be too verbose.

Christopher quickly took out a sanitizing wipe and wiped the chair. "Please, have a seat."

Ethan Grant snorted, sat down, and looked at Yvette, his voice suddenly turned gentle. "Eat well."

"..." Christopher took a few steps with the water cup, and shocked, he looked back at Ethan Grant, hitting a pillar with a bang.

Weird, truly weird.

There’s something off about Mr. Grant.

"Mr. Grant, Christopher Carter and I have arranged everything already." Yvette stealthily gave Ethan Grant an OK hand gesture.

Ethan Grant smiled. "Eat well."

"Mr. Grant, you should eat too..." Yvette handed the apple Christopher gave her to Ethan Grant.

Ethan Grant reached out to accept it without any disdain. "This apple seems quite sweet."

"Mm, Christopher Carter gave it to me." Yvette nodded.

Ethan Grant’s expression instantly darkened. "Looks good but looks aren’t everything, a flower vase that’s useless with small matters!"

After speaking, he placed the apple in front of Christopher with a slam.

Clearly a thinly veiled criticism.

Because Ethan Grant had instructed Christopher in Solara to make sure Melody Crowe’s assistant would reveal her.

Christopher hadn’t accomplished it for a long time, requiring him to personally go back to Riventon to speak with Melody Crowe’s assistant’s mother to find a way to extract the information.

Christopher shrinkingly looked at Ethan Grant. Scold me if you will, but why vent anger on an apple...?