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The secretary who helped knock on the door had already stepped back respectfully and tremblingly. Mr. Benjamin Anderson had gray hair and a ruddy complexion in traditional clothes, leaning on crutches and glaring angrily, "How dare you ask me to get out!" Nate quickly stepped forward and supported him, "Grandpa, I didn't expect that it would be you." "Humph! What are you doing? Quarrel? That's interesting. Can't you solve it at home?" Said Mr. Anderson. Katie coughed in embarrassment and said in a panic, "Grandpa, we... we are not..." Although Mr. Anderson was old, his face and eyes still looked very dignified with a strong sense of intimidation. Almost everyone would be nervous seeing him. Nate said, "Grandpa, we are not quarreling. We were just talking about work." "Fine. Don't