Zavier burst into the room with an air of exuberance. "President, I've returned!" he exclaimed, his enthusiasm palpable.
Sherman cast a curious gaze upon him, his interest piqued. "Have you managed to secure the super metal?" he inquired, his tone laced with anticipation. "And how much of it did you manage to acquire?"
Zavier's response was laden with a sense of reluctance. "The cost of the metal was exorbitant," he confessed. "The supplier demanded a staggering 20 million dollars per ton. Regrettably, I wasn't able to purchase even a kilogram."
What a turn of events! The news struck like a lightning bolt, leaving the room stunned.
"Haven't acquired it at all?" Hillman's visage contorted, his displeasure evident as he readied himself to reprimand Zavier.