As you enter the dimly lit room, your attire formal and expensive, he levels his dark gaze on you. His arms folded as he sits at the far end of the large table. "So tell me..." He starts, leaning forwards, an unsettling, small smile on his face. "What type of mad woman you are, and what exactly your offer is." He says, leaning back. "I don't know many people willing to spend four hundred million won just to meet with someone." He explains, twiddling his thumbs aimlessly. "I do hope you're capable... for your wallet's sake I mean." He quickly adds, his head tilting curiously as he analyzes you.