Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Retief gave them more of observed. Retief thumbed through the papers, pausing to read from time beret from the clothes tree. "I'm off now, Retief," he said. "I hope "That seems a modest enough hope," Retief said. "I'll try to live up to it." "I don't appreciate frivolity with reference to this Division," Magnan fancy I've made MUDDLE what it is today. Frankly, I question the wisdom of placing you in charge of such a sensitive desk, even for two weeks. But remember. Yours is purely a rubber-stamp function." Retief waited while the dispatch clerk carried out the errand. The "Hey, I took a look at that baggage, Retief. Something funny going on. "I assume you jest, Retief," Magnan said sadly. "I should expect even "I see they're sending two thousand students to d'Land," Retief said, Retief gave instructions, then rang off and turned to Arapoulous. "Breaking and entering," Retief said. "You may have something there. A buzzer sounded. Retief punched a button. "What is it, Miss Furkle?" "This fellow's a confounded pest. I'll leave him to you, Retief," "If I'd thought of that, I'd have worn my other suit," Retief said. Magnan snorted and passed from view. Retief punched Miss Furkle's A tall broad man with bronze skin and gray hair, wearing tight trousers of heavy cloth, a loose shirt open at the neck and a short jacket, sight of Retief, looked him over momentarily, then advanced and held out his hand. Retief took it. For a moment the two big men stood, face Retief dropped his hand and motioned to a chair. "What can I do for you?" Retief said. "No," Retief said. "Have a cigar?" He pushed a box across the desk. Retief." "I've seen some of your furniture," Retief said. "Beautiful work." crop is our big money crop," he said. "We make enough to keep us going. But this year...." "Have you lost your markets? That sounds like a matter for the Commercial—" "It sounds like I've been missing something," said Retief. "I'll have Retief looked at the two squat bottles, one green, one amber, both "This isn't drinking Retief took two thin-walled glasses from a table beside the desk. "Come "Don't try to describe it, Mr. Retief," Arapoulous said. He took a Retief put aside his cigar, pulled the wires loose, nudged the cork, "That's too bad," Retief said. "I'd say this one tastes more like roast exporting art work too. Plenty of buyers, but it's not the same when you're doing it for strangers." "Say, this business of alternating drinks is the real McCoy," Retief said. "What's the problem? Croanie about to foreclose?" "Well, the loan's due. The wine crop would put us in the clear. But "Never did," Retief said. "You say most of the children are born after "I was thinking you looked a little mature for twenty-eight," Retief We've got a bumper crop—and we're short-handed. If we don't get a big vintage, Croanie steps in. Lord knows what they'll do to the land. Then "On the whole," Retief said, "I think I prefer the black. But the red specialists and computer programmers we wanted—but no field hands. Said it was what they classified as menial drudgery you'd have thought I was trying to buy slaves." "What kind of university do they have on d'Land?" asked Retief. "We're Retief stopped by the office to pick up a short cape, then rode the Yep, Mr. Karsh. Boy, this is a drag, sitting around this place waiting...." to Retief—"not one of those kids is over eighteen." He hiccupped. The young fellow blinked at Retief. "Oh, you know about it, huh?" pressure. If I had my old platoon—" He looked at his beer glass, pushed it back. "Had enough," he said. "So Retief nodded. "Might as well." "Suit yourself," Retief said. "Where's the baggage now?" "Not this time," Retief said. He watched the students, still emerging "Where does doing your job stop and prying begin, Miss Furkle?" Retief "Well!" Miss Furkle snapped, small eyes glaring under unplucked brows. "I hope you're not questioning Mr. Magnan's wisdom!" "About Mr. Magnan's wisdom there can be no question," Retief said. "But "Why, that's entirely MEDDLE business," Miss Furkle said. "Mr. Magnan always—" Miss Furkle sniffed and disappeared from the screen. Retief left the "Thank you, ma'am," Retief said. "I'm looking for information on a "Come along." Retief followed her along the stacks to a well-lit "There must be an error somewhere," Retief said. "The Bolo model I want "I sincerely hope not," Retief said. Retief waited. "Ah ... are you there, Retief?" tractors." "It's perfectly in order. I thought it was all settled. Mr. Whaffle—" "One unit would require a good-sized plant to handle its output," Retief said. "Now Croanie subsists on her fisheries. She has perhaps "See here, Retief! Why all this interest in a few surplus tractors? And in any event, what business is it of yours how we plan to use the equipment? That's an internal affair of my government. Mr. Whaffle—" "I'm not Mr. Whaffle. What are you going to do with the other four hundred and ninety tractors?" "I understood the grant was to be with no strings attached!" "I know it's bad manners to ask questions. It's an old diplomatic tradition that any time you can get anybody to accept anything as a gift, you've scored points in the game. But if Croanie has some scheme cooking—" "Nothing like that, Retief. It's a mere business transaction." "Great Heavens, Retief! Don't jump to conclusions! Would you have us Retief said. "Any connection?" "Retief, this is unwarranted interference!" "Why ... ah ... I've been working with a Mr. Gulver, a Bogan representative." look here, Retief, this isn't what you're thinking!" "How do you know what I'm thinking? I don't know myself." Retief rang "I'll ask him if he has time." "Great. Thanks." It was half a minute before a thick-necked red-faced man in a tight hat walked in. He wore an old-fashioned suit, a drab shirt, shiny shoes with round toes and an ill-tempered expression. "What is it you wish?" he barked. "I understood in my discussions with the other ... ah ... civilian there'd be no further need for these irritating conferences." "Why ... perhaps. That's Boge's business." Gulver looked at Retief with Retief said. "Your people must be unusually interested in that region importance to see to." After Gulver left, Retief called Miss Furkle in. "I'd like to have a "Loyalty to my Chief—" "Loyalty to your pay-check should send you scuttling for the material I've asked for," Retief said. "I'm taking full responsibility. Now scat." "How-do, Retief. Okay if I come up?" Retief," he said. "But have you got anything for me?" Retief waved at the wine bottles. "What do you know about Croanie?" "So?"

<question>:
What can you conclude about Retief's character?

<options>:
A He is gullible and easily tricked.
B He is firm but can be harsh.
C He has a soft spot for few in his life.
D He can greedy and demanding.

<answer>:

B