"Bastard, what the hell is this!"
Qian Ming trembled with anger, cursing non-stop.
But when he looked up and saw the vice president's unpleasant expression, he quickly smiled apologetically and explained.
"Don't worry, I'll call again to borrow money. This time I'll definitely get it."
Then Qian Ming immediately dialed another number.
"President Wang, can't recognize my voice? We're old friends, I'm Ah Ming."
"Here's the thing, I urgently need some money. I wonder if you can lend me some? Not much, just fifty million."
The voice on the phone paused, then reluctantly responded.
"Ah Ming, here's the thing, I'm also tight on funds lately. But as you said, we're old friends. Since you hardly ever ask, I must lend something."
"Alright then, I won't even consult with my wife, is five hundred enough? I'll transfer it to you via WeChat right away."
When Qian Ming's phone really received five hundred, he couldn't help but want to curse.
With no other choice, he had to call again.
