Is His Life As Valuable As My Dog's Life?

After cooking the hangover soup, Zhao Chen leaned against his desk and looked at Su Qianxia, who was lying in bed and staring at the ceiling helplessly. "Did you get it?"

Su Qianxia shook her head.

She knew many bank executives. In the past, those people would always call her Miss Su and were very respectful to her. But now, even if she took the initiative to invite others to a meal, they might not even be willing to give her face. They might accept her invitation because of their past relationship. However, they would not mention a single word about the loan.

The other party had made it very clear that if it was a small loan, they would definitely approve it. However, if it involved a huge sum of millions, they were not willing to approve it at all. After all, Su Qianxia still had more than 200 million in debt to repay. Who would dare to give her so much money? Who would dare to take such a huge risk?