Ten minutes later, Chen Yang's van stopped at the entrance of the late-night snack shop.
After the car stopped, the old man delayed getting out.
He hesitated, seeming to have something to say but couldn't bring himself to say it.
"What's wrong, old man? Is there something you want to say?" Chen Yang asked as he looked at the old man.
"Um..."
The old man nodded with a troubled expression.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush."
After Chen Yang said that, the old man no longer hesitated and spoke with an ugly expression.
"Boss Chen... I want to borrow some money from you."
"Borrow money?"
Chen Yang was initially taken aback, but quickly collected himself, "Borrow money to repay Long Biao's eight hundred thousand?"
"Yes, that's right."
The old man nodded and continued, "Long Biao is a ruthless character. I can't afford to offend him, and since he has the IOU, I can only repay the money."
