Chapter 1157: No Loan
"Do you think I’m running a bank?"
Yang Xiaoxi was nearly choked with anger, and both Cheng Feiyang and Lu Siyuan looked at Zhu Yun’s thick-skinned audacity with newfound respect.
It was rare to see someone with such a thick hide.
"Xiaoxi, I know you have money. Although you’re not a banker, you do keep your money in the bank. If you really consider me your cousin, lend me twenty thousand yuan, I’ll write you an IOU right now." Zhu Yun was almost desperate to fetch paper and pen on the spot.
Yang Xiaoxi glared, "No, I don’t have money. If you want to borrow money, go ask your maternal family or let your husband borrow from his relatives. Anyway, I don’t have any, and I won’t lend you a penny in the future. Don’t even think about borrowing from me ever again, I’m broke."
Yang Xiaoxi had long since decided not to lend Zhu Yun any money.
She was well aware of the situation in Zhu Yun’s household. The supermarket used to be quite good until Zhu Yun’s husband got hooked on gambling, neglected the supermarket to gamble each day.
Plus, Zhu Yun was lazy, sleeping in late, not tending the store when it was hot or cold, nor when it was windy or rainy. They hardly opened the market a few times a month, and the hygiene inside was atrocious. Who would want to shop there?
With Zhu Yun’s attitude, whatever business she ran was bound to fail.
As soon as Yang Xiaoxi mentioned not lending money, Zhu Yun’s face changed, "Xiaoxi, you’re being too heartless. After all, we grew up together, I’m your cousin. Now it’s just the two of us in Beijing; if we don’t look after each other, who will? It’s me asking you for help now, but who knows, maybe one day you’ll need to ask me."
She might be out of money now, but fortunes change; she didn’t believe she would be poor forever.