Chapter 1171

Quentin was rather taken aback by this, but his surprise only lasted a few moments. Quentin knew what Scott's intentions were, and he knew it would not be long before Scott revealed what—or rather, who—he was truly here for. He still answered Scott's questions patiently, and such was the calm atmosphere in which they finished their meal. "Scott, let me show you the newest shipment of wood. It just arrived yesterday. Perhaps you'd like to take a look at the texture and pattern of the wood, and then I'll go over what we're planning to do with it," Quentin said as he led Scott out of the cafeteria. Scott, however, glanced at his watch and paused. "Quentin, it's lunch time, so I wouldn't want to impose on your rest. I'll take a look around the studio myself, and we can talk about work again once office hours resume." His intentions were as clear as day, but Quentin paused, hesitating for a moment, then replied, "It's fine, Scott. If you want to take a stroll around the studio, I'll