“So you are underestimating me right now,” Jongmi pursed her lips; the men in front of her became tense. “I’m the mastermind around here, you do as I say, and if you have problems because it hurts your ego taking orders from a girl, I suggest you leave. Now,” she nodded her head towards the door on the right. She noticed the men in front of her become tense, nervous even, she smiled at that fact.

“And if we don’t listen?” One spoke up, the smile fading from her face. She looked him up and down. Noticing his hair was blonde, and his face had soft features, ‘Definitely not my type. Or the type to speak up,’ she thought with a sigh.

“You can say goodbye to exactly ₩1,093,845,000. And that’s for only one person. So no one’s stopping you, it just means more money for us.” He just shut up from there; she began to lay out the outline of the Seoul Finance Corporation building.