Moacyr opens the door and is visited by Adrian. His son enters the house smiling and confident.

"Good evening, son! How's your work at the real estate office going?" The father asks jovially.

"I don't think I'll make it past the probationary period." Was the son's straightforward reply.

Moacyr closes the door and approaches his son. "Don't even say things like that as a joke, son. You need to have something to support yourself with."

Adrian sits down on the couch. "Yes, but if they go on to insist that I have to contact Silva Constructions..."

Moacyr sits down on the other couch. "So that's the problem."

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