"You there? Can I borrow some money?"
Yang Huixian replied in a flash: "Hm? Who is this?"
She always replied to Lin Chu's messages in a flash.
But she was quite vigilant. After all, she was an elite career woman. She thought it might be a thief who had stolen Lin Chu's phone and was trying to scam some money.
After all... how could Lin Chu possibly need to borrow money?
His current assets and wealth were, needless to say, substantial.
Besides, for a chauvinistic man like him, asking a woman for money would be worse than death.
Lin Chu casually replied, acting as if nothing was wrong: "It's me. I've run into a bit of a situation and need some funds. Can you help me figure something out?"
At her company, Yang Huixian stared at her phone screen, thought for a moment, and then started a video call.
On the video call.
Sure enough, Lin Chu's face appeared.
"What's the situation? Tell me the details."
