In a dimly lit, upscale lounge adorned with mahogany furniture and dimmed chandeliers, Leo stood confidently, a sleek presentation tablet in his hands. His black fox kimono exuded an air of authority as he gazed across the room at Don Kregg, whose nervous eyes darted around as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Kregg, my friend, I have a proposition for you," Leo began smoothly, his voice carrying the right blend of charm and business acumen. "I've recently developed a groundbreaking product called Skywalker. It's sleek, efficient, and the demand for it will skyrocket as soon as it's released in the market just like my Lucid Heaven did. I've been thinking about expanding its reach and tapping into new markets, and that's where you come in."
Don Kregg's eyes widened with a mixture of fear and intrigue. He stammered, "Wh-what do you want from me, Sir?"