Xin Feiwen, a man known for his unyielding principles and resolute character, entered the conference room with a demeanor that exuded both confidence and authority. His presence immediately drew the attention of those gathered, including Zavier and his companions, who eagerly anticipated the unfolding discourse. "Ladies and gentlemen," Xin Feiwen began, his voice carrying a steady cadence that resonated throughout the room, "I assure you that the acquisition of our remarkable super metal poses no challenges."
The room was charged with a palpable sense of astonishment.
"What you're saying is that we actually have the opportunity to procure this extraordinary metal material?" Zavier's voice was tinged with a mix of enthusiasm and incredulity, his eyes fixed intently on Xin Feiwen.
"Indeed," Xin Feiwen affirmed with a nod, his gaze unwavering. "And as for the cost, it has been set at a reasonable price of 20 million US dollars per ton."