“Five-year warranty? Nah, two’s good.”
“This is wrong… Why d’you do this? It’s not even a big margin.”
“Every little counts, Mark. Besides, this is good enough for those rubes.”
Roadways contractor Billy clapped his hands, excited. Eyes aglow, he gestured at his long-time assistant to seal the deal. It wasn’t the first time he’d chosen affordability over durability. He didn’t bother, either. Because if the National Freeway he builds now caved two years later due to low quality, he wouldn’t be answerable.
Within five years, he’d saved millions from state funds. All locked in a safe in his name.