Earth, Redmond Group branch office.
In a building that towered into the clouds, two red-skinned men were drinking as they watched spaceships taking off and landing through the windows.
"We're a planetary branch of the Redmond Group at the end of the day, but we actually chose such a backward planet." One of the young men shook his head gently. "Such a small planet has billions of people living on it, and there are very few places for us to enjoy ourselves. Even if the other branches don't occupy a beautiful habitable planet, they should occupy at least half of it, right? We're limited to less than 100 square kilometers?"
"This is Lord Tejano's arrangement. Do you have a problem with that?" Another stocky red-skinned man held a wine glass and smiled.
"The group's defense system protects our privacy very well. Nobody will know about our private complaints." The young man curled his lips and said, "In any case, I think Lord Tejano's arrangements are a little willful."
