Fu Wenqian was not polite. The next day when Li Shaoan came to the branch to find her with the supporting documents, he easily applied for a loan for Li Shaoan.

As for the amount, Li Shaoan was quite surprised. At first, he wanted to borrow only three thousand, but when he was lending, Fu Wenqian directly asked him to borrow eight thousand.

Looking at the eight thousand yuan in his hand, Li Shaoan was still a little dazed. He never thought about borrowing so much. He stared at the money in his hand and couldn't help but staring at the five thousand yuan in his hand. How to deal with the extra five thousand yuan.

Fu Wenqian, wearing a bank work uniform, sent Li Shaoan to the bank door with a happy smile all the way.

Li Shaoan held the oil paper bag containing the money firmly and looked at Fu Wenqian with a little puzzled look. He really didn't understand what Fu Wenqian meant. This enthusiasm was too hot. After all, the money was borrowed, and it had to be paid back no matter what, and the interest had to be included.

"Wen Qian, thank you for helping me, but isn't these 8,000 yuan too much?"

Faced with Li Shaoan's confusion, Fu Wenqian was not concerned at all. Instead, she gave Li Shaoan a playful look and said angrily: "You are someone else begging me to lend him money. You are fine. I have approved 8,000 yuan for you and blamed me for borrowing too much?"

Li Shaoan thought Fu Wenqian was really angry, so he shook his head and said, "No, I don't mean that, I just don't understand, I just want to ask."

Fu Wenqian was not too anxious, looked at Li Shaoan and said, "I ask you, you also have the boss of a factory and a company. Could it be that you have never encountered a shortage of money?"

Li Shaoan replied: "Of course I have encountered it, and there are quite a few."

"Isn't this settled? If the company wants to operate, there will always be times when funds are tight. I will lend it to you now. Is it different from what you are nervous about in the future when you ask me to borrow it?"

"This...this is true." Li Shaoan was speechless by Fu Wenqian's words.

Fu Wenqian smiled and said, "And the money I borrowed you is a low-interest loan. How much interest can you get? With your ability and ability, I believe that it is more than just a profit of interest, no matter how much money you have to make, right?"

This sentence suddenly came to Li Shaoan's heart, and the eyes of his eyes looking at Fu Wenqian were completely changed.

Li Shaoan had never been in contact with people like Fu Wenqian before, and his understanding of funds remained at the simplest level. Maybe Li Shaoan himself understood what was going on, but there was still a layer of window paper, and Fu Wenqian was the one who pointed the window paper.

Fu Wenqian walked up to Li Shaoan and whispered in his ear: "The richer the person, the bigger the business, the more he wants to borrow money from the bank."

At that moment, Li Shaoan's body trembled, as if a thunder exploded in his ears. Although the sound was light and thin, it was so deafening when it entered Li Shaoan's ears.

According to ordinary people's thinking, owing money is a bad thing, especially if you still owe to the bank's money, which is even worse. Not only do you have to pay back the money, but you have to pay it back together with the capital and the profit. Isn't it a bad thing?

But today, when Fu Wenqian said this, Li Shaoan had a completely different understanding of the owing money, especially the bank money.

Fu Wenqian was right. This money is in his hands, and no matter how hard he tried, it would be much more than just earning that little interest.

"Wen Qian, I was stupid before and ignored your kindness."

"I don't have any kindness, really."

"ah?"

But Fu Wenqian said something that shocked Li Shaoan, and Li Shaoan was stunned on the spot.

"I think you are a friend, and my friends won't talk about those false things. Let me tell you a brief explanation. I haven't completed the loan indicators of our branch this month. You just happened to have a loan. And the bank's assessment of you is a high-quality customer, so I want you to help me make up for the last five thousand. Don't thank me, we helped each other."

Li Shaoan was very surprised and suddenly had a strange feeling about Fu Wenqian. This person is very realistic, practical, and also very real.

In her eyes, she did not package herself as a good person who was so righteous and had to let her friends know the truth. The result was that no one owe anyone favors.

This approach may seem a bit cruel, but in fact it is the way for best friends to get along with. The money can be paid back, but the favors are not clear.

Fu Wenqian treats Li Shaoan as a friend, so he doesn't want Li Shaoan to be grateful to him.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Fu Wenqian found that Li Shaoan's eyes fell on his face and had not moved away for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Although you are trying to complete the indicators, I still have to thank you. Thank you for helping me this time." Li Shaoan bowed to Fu Wenqian and thanked him.

"I said no thanks to me. If I change to others, I dare not lend it. I have to guarantee that the money I borrowed from me can be recovered." Fu Wenqian stamped her feet in anger and looked at Li Shaoan angrily and said, "Who do you think can make money with this money? If you really have the ability, you will become rich long ago!"

Farewell to Fu Wenqian and left the county town.

Fu Wenqian's personality is extremely real, which is different from everyone Li Shaoan has known before. I don't know whether she treats everyone like this or treats Li Shaoan as a friend, and only treats her like this to friends.

But no matter what, Li Shaoan feels very at ease when getting along with someone like Fu Wenqian, and he doesn’t have to worry about intrigue or be plotted against.

Along the way, Li Shaoan had a new understanding of funds. Before that, he never expected that the rice noodle factory and agricultural company he had were so valuable. The value here refers to being able to borrow a considerable amount of money from the bank.

With the eight thousand dollars in my arms, three thousand were to be given to Zhao Xuemei. So how should I deal with the remaining five thousand? What should I do to make more money?

For a moment, millions of ways to make money came to Li Shaoan's mind, as if he could do anything, which made him not know what to do.

Thinking too much means not thinking. Li Shaoan shook his head, and the accelerator blasted, and the oncoming wind hit his face, calming his head a little.

The motorcycle ran all the way and soon arrived at Yangqiao Town.

Li Shaoan did not stop and rode his motorcycle directly to Zhao Xuemei's residence.

Three days, Zhao Xuemei was talking about three days, and Li Shaoan finally got the three thousand dollars for her on the third day.

They had already planned to sell their motorcycles, but they didn't expect that in the end they made a comeback, they even met Fu Wenqian, who worked in the bank.

Parking the motorcycle in the yard, Li Shaoan wanted to walk into the house directly, but suddenly remembered something. If he had 8,000 yuan, Zhao Xuemei would ask later what to say.
Chapter completed!