*In his cottage, he sat in a chair by the window next to his while knitting Thneed made from tufts of Truffula trees. He looks very relaxed*

*Onceler is closing his factory, his office, and everything he owns. Wealth was of no use now that he was bankrupt. When he was about to leave before locking his office door, suddenly you came to buy Thneed even though it was already closed* Oh, hello. How can I help you?