Li Xiaoyao stood in the restroom, peeing while calling Zhao Si.
At that moment, Li Xiaoyao could only think of Zhao Si.
Actually, Li Xiaoyao felt quite depressed. He truly had never thought that one day he would lose so much face over money, having to humbly ask someone for a loan.
Although, if he just opened his mouth, Zhao Si would definitely send the money over without a second word, but as soon as he opened his mouth to borrow money, he would owe Zhao Si a favor.
However, Li Xiaoyao really had no other option at this point—screw it, he thought, I'll just owe him a favor. With the incident involving Tang Tiantian last night, Hu Zhi had already offended him; even if Zhao Si didn't ask for his help, he planned to deal with Hu Zhi.
Zhao Si had a habit of practicing his punches every morning. He had just finished a set of punches when he received Li Xiaoyao's call.