Chapter: 1177

Zhao Zhuoyue helplessly said, "Okay, okay. Big brother's word is law. I'll transfer the money from WeChat right now. Hurry over here and don't dawdle!"

He quickly said, "Okay, big brother, I'll transfer the money first and then come over. There's no door for me if the money doesn't get here!"

Zhao Zhuoyue didn't dare to delay anymore, quickly pulled out his phone, found the other party, and transferred 800 yuan.

But when he clicked to confirm the payment, he only discovered that his bank account balance was already insufficient!

He had thought about it simply, gave away almost all of his property to help Jia Ming make money, thinking the more he gave, the more he'd earn. So, he left himself with only 500 yuan as a living expense, planning to hold on until Jia Ming paid him back.

As a result, he couldn't even pay out 800 yuan now.

Zhao Zhuoyue could only pay him 500 and sent an audio message: "Big brother, I currently have only 500 in my bank account. Please take the remaining 300, and I'll definitely repay you as soon as I get the money."

The other party directly responded with a voice message: "Don't pull this stunt on me again! You don't remember what happened last time? You asked me to buy a set of cosmetics for your girlfriend in Hong Kong, and it cost me 1320. But you only gave me 1100, saying you didn't have enough money. And now you still owe me 220! How can I trust you again?"

Zhao Zhuoyue urgently pleaded: "Big brother, I really made a mistake last time. But this time, I swear it won't happen again! The 220 yuan I owe you, I'll pay back in full when the time comes, okay?"

"You take this 500 first and then come over to help me move my car away. After I sell the car, the remaining 520, I'll pay you all at once. That way, it's 600 from you!" he said.

The other party remained unmoved: "No, today you have to give me 800. If not, I won't go, and it would be embarrassing."

He immediately took out his phone, sending a group message to his colleagues: "I'm Zhao Zhuoyue. I'm currently in a bit of an urgent situation and need several hundred yuan to rescue, can anyone lend me 520 yuan? I'll give you interest as soon as my salary is released!"

He was left with only 280 yuan, trying to ask the other party to help him move his car, still short by 520.

The result was that this little guy's social skills were really too bad. He sent out messages to about 60-70 of his colleagues, none of whom lent him money.

Even those who didn't respond to him were directly rejecting him.

The reasons for rejection varied, some saying they had no money, others saying they had all their money invested, and some even admitting to having lost it all through gambling.

In short, he couldn't lend him any money.

Zhao Zhuoyue was at a loss and could only call his girlfriend to ask, "Can you lend me 520 yuan?"

His girlfriend was breathing heavily and said, "Zhuoyue, are you crazy? People usually send gifts to their girlfriends, not 520 yuan. Do you want to make a fool of yourself again?"

Zhao Zhuoyue hastily explained, "Girlfriend, I'm not saying that. I really need 520 yuan urgently, so please lend it to me and I'll pay you back as soon as I get my paycheck."

The other side hummed and said, "......Zhuoyue, you're just too pathetic. You're borrowing 520 yuan? Don't you have any savings left? Isn't there tens of thousands still in the bank?"

Zhao Zhuoyue said, "Oh, this is a long story. Just lend me 520 yuan to use for now, and I'll pay you back as soon as possible."

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came through on the phone, breathing heavily while deliberately speaking softly: "Hey, what are you wasting words with him for? Just give him the money quickly! Don't let him delay things!"

Zhao Zhuoyue suddenly asked in a cautious tone, "Xiao Juan, what's going on at your end? Why is there a man's voice?"

The other side quickly replied, "Oh, it's my cousin. He's not feeling well and has been lying in bed exercising his waist. It takes him forever to get better, so I let him come over to help." JrNovels.com