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At the General Manager’s office, Samuel is drinking tea with Melvin Quentin, the heir of the Quentin enterprise. The Quentins are a well-known family in Abbe with deep roots and a strong network of contacts. Having only risen recently, the Andersons can’t compare with their status. In front of the Quentin heir, Samuel changes his usual high and mighty behavior to please him. With a smile on his face, he is deferential and ingratiating towards him. "Melvin, about that piece of land… Are you really not going to prioritize the Anderson Enterprise?" Melvin leisurely takes a sip of the tea and replies languidly, "I do official business according to principle. I don’t have absolute control over decisions because my father still oversees everything. Whoever gets the lot will be decided by rev