Having left the Elegant Ladies, Zhang Xiaowei's mind was constantly preoccupied with the issue of money.
The few people Jing Yu mentioned before, he didn't even consider.
The only person who could really lend him money was actually just one.
That was Zhao Ruolan.
In fact, it wasn't exactly about borrowing money.
Zhang Xiaowei didn't have the audacity to actually ask her for money.
But he could use his medical knowledge to help Zhao Ruolan develop a new product.
As long as he helped her with that, wouldn't borrowing a little money be a trivial matter?
Back in his car, Zhang Xiaowei immediately took out his cell phone and called Zhao Ruolan.
"Lan, what are you up to?"
As the call connected, Zhang Xiaowei greeted her with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruolan paused for a second before responding indifferently, "There's an art exhibition at noon, and I'm picking out clothes. Just tell me what you want, I'm busy here."
