Although the fan meeting with Bai Xiao had taken place, Yan Luoxi was still frowning with worry. As she looked at the final bill sent over by the subcontractor Liu from the branch, she felt overwhelmed.
"Miss Yan, are you going to the bank today to apply for a loan?" Xiaolin stood beside the desk, looking out at the gloomy weather. The wind was strong, flapping the venetian blind curtains, as if a downpour was imminent.
Tucking the documents into her bag, Yan Luoxi stood up and replied, "Yes, I have an appointment with a bank. It seems there has been some leeway, and I'll do my best to negotiate the loan."
Xiaolin picked up an umbrella and handed it to her, "Miss Yan, the wind is fierce outside, and it's about to rain. Take the umbrella with you; getting drenched in this kind of weather can easily lead to a cold."
Yan Luoxi took the umbrella, exited the office, and took the elevator downstairs.
