The woman known as the Boss was a very imposing figure.
Even though I couldn't see her face, her domineering posture was undeniably impressive.
"Enough! You've given me enough reasons! But all I've seen so far is you spending money like water! If you really want me to continue approving your research, then get started on something that will actually make us money right now, otherwise go dig rocks in the mines!"
Her tone was like that of a heartless coal mine owner.
The man being scolded was a middle-aged man in work clothes, with salt-and-pepper hair and a somewhat tired look in his eyes. The mechanical equipment behind him suggested he was some kind of technician or researcher. He had been scolded by his own boss for who knows how long, and now all he could do was awkwardly rub his hair: "But Boss, you have to admit, these new combat robots are much cheaper than the expensive combat mechas we buy from outside, and their performance isn't bad... "
