A few men with different temperaments sat in an office that was 2,152 square feet big. Its windows were clean, and the men either sat or leaned against the couch while they stared with indifferent or fiery gazes at the holographic screen ahead of them. It had the brief fight between Silver Wolf and One Emperor.
"...That's another battle replay that's sold like hot cakes."
Beep!
A man in fitting white casual clothes shut down the autogenous picture, threw away the controller, and said to a man who was flaunting off his pecs in a tank top while staring at a handheld tab, "What's the sales rate right now?"
