"Okay, let's settle on that for now, and try out the effect so Zhang Yang can make the decision! Do you have no other plans for the rest of the time? Let's go to Zhang Yang's store first!"
Wang Yan scratched his head and said, a bit embarrassed, "Uh, well, it's no problem to go, but I need you to lend me some money for gas. The fuel gauge was already flashing red when I came here, and I'm worried I won't make it to the town!"
Zhao Bingguang sweat like a waterfall!
Wang Yan's "starving to death" wasn't a joke! This guy's really having a hard time.
"I'll give you five hundred, consider it a loan from me!"
Old Zhao was straightforward, directly pulling out his wallet and giving Wang Yan five hundred yuan. Whether it works or not, let's try something first since we've come this far!
Just like that, Old Zhao and Wang Yan drove together to Zhang Yang's fishing gear shop.
