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“It would indeed be like that for someone without a background.” Alexis thought for a while. “It is different

now.

“Those who sing and act are the capital. I often hear employees joke that they are working for capitalists. And after work, they have to look after the capitalists‘ ugly children.”

While Alexis was speaking, he noticed Fabian looking at him.

“Mr. Quinnell, I did not mean you. You are a capitalist, but you are different.”

It was rare for Alexis to be so flustered. He nervously pushed up the glasses on his nose. @@novelbin@@