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Chapter 1120

Chris' eyes went cold. "Are you mistaken, Mr. Grant? Those grains aren't yours. You don't have a say in this." Matthew turned to Luke. "Do I get to call the shots here?" Luke was already considering selling it. As he heard Matthew's question, he chuckled and responded, "You pulled my family out of the ten-million-dollar contract nightmare. You've got the right to say that. I'm with you." Upon hearing that, Chris regretted putting his words so harshly, but he wasn't going to give up yet. "I'll pay five times the price, Mr. Grant. You get to earn, and I get organic grains. Isn't that a win-win situation? "So, why aren't you selling it to me? Can you tell me why?" Matthew nonchalantly replied, "The grains we grow aren't genetically modified. We want to keep them for ourselves. Why should we offer it to you?" Chris found Matthew's words to be unreasonable. "I'm paying you, right?" Matthew dismissively responded, "I don't need the money." Chris pointed at Luke. "How about him?" Mat

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