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"Oh, Director Zadra, how would I dare to withhold your supplies?" A middle-aged man's voice sounded somewhat aggrieved, "It's just that the twenty laptops you applied for haven't been approved yet. Therefore, we didn't purchase them. As the person in charge of the storehouse, how could I have anything to give you?"
"Mr. Lane, who do you think you're fooling? Don't you know that I, Quincy Zadra, have eyes and ears everywhere? Early this morning, there were twenty brand new laptops delivered to the warehouse." Quincy's soprano voice continued to flare, "So tell me, are you going to give them to me today or not? I'm warning you, you wouldn't like it if you got me angered."
