***
In front of a luxury apartment door.
Gyeonhui was standing at the door and pressed the doorbell with a firm expression.
"Coming!"
A short time later, with a singing voice, the door opened.
Chaekyeong, dressed in a yoga suit, smiled brightly after confirming Gyeonhui's face.
"You've come early?" Her short and slightly dampened hair looked fine and brim. "Come in." She called him while waving her hand.
"I need to talk to you."
"That's right; otherwise, you wouldn't have contacted me."
She replied like it was apparent.
"Then, let's just do it."
"No, I don't like that."
"What?"
Gyeonhui's brows furrowed instantly.
"Don't you need my help? I think I'm worthy enough for you to use. What do you think?"
He did not deny her words.
"Then you also have to show me that you're worthy of my time too. That's the way you do business, isn't it?"
"... What do you want?"
"Come in first. If you don't want to, then I can't help."
She left the door open and went inside.