"This cost is far too high!"
Nami slammed a stack of documents onto the table, her face pale.
"The original budget is nowhere near enough. We have to invest more."
After getting a basic understanding of the market, Nami realized that the original budget simply could not cover the expense of building the Sea Train.
And for such a massive additional investment—one tied to the company's lifeline and capable of pushing it to the brink of bankruptcy—Nami naturally had to seek the opinion of Garen, the chairman himself.
But Nami looked around.
"Where is Garen?!"
Nami slapped the table angrily, her cheeks puffed up like a hamster's.
"This is such a huge deal, and he actually left me here all by myself!"
"Kalifa, go find Mr. Garen!"
Iceberg instinctively called for his secretary, only to realize in surprise:
"Why is Kalifa gone too?"
"When did she leave?"
Iceberg shook his head helplessly. He could only set aside the matter of his secretary leaving work early for now and send a group of company employees out to search for Garen.
In the end, the foreman Pauli, with one leg in a cast and a crutch in hand, appeared before Chairman Iceberg and Miss Nami from their partner company.
"I know where they are."
Pauli forced himself to stand on his crippled leg, which Kalifa had broken yesterday in a fit of embarrassed rage, and said dejectedly:
"I was resting in the company dormitories just now."
"But I was bored out of my mind, and since I had nothing better to do, I planned to go to the workshop and guide the younger workers."
"But after I left the dormitory, I happened to see Kalifa heading toward the dormitories."
"Kalifa?!"
Nami frowned tightly and added, "I asked where Garen is!"
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