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... ing two million yuan per ton.

Sensing the weight of the situation, Ming Xiuwei's countenance turned apologetic, and he hastened to clarify, addressing Mr Liu, "Please understand, Mr Liu. The reason behind the seemingly exorbitant price lies in the exceptional quality of this metal. It is tailor-made for the military and defence industries, and its applications extend far beyond just engines and aircraft. We require copious amounts of this metal for diverse weaponry and equipment."

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