borrow money

Also, as a married woman approaching a single man for help, just the neighborhood gossip alone could make her feel ashamed to show her face in the community in the future.

Eugene stepped back, smiling. "Do you need something from me?"

Cathy leaned against the door, her chest heaving with nervousness. The prominent peaks seemed even more captivating, drawing attention irresistibly.

"Could you lend me some money?" the charming young woman asked, feeling somewhat embarrassed after speaking, lowering her head almost to her chest.

Are you asking for money just to show off your chest?

"How much do you need?" Eugene asked.

Cathy played with her fingers, then said after a while, "300,000."

She and Eugene had only met a few times in the elevator or passing each other in the building. They weren't even friends, yet she was asking for 300,000. Wasn't she taking advantage of Eugene?

Eugene neither refused nor agreed, asking, "What happened?"

He already had a guess.

Cathy hesitated but eventually spoke up.

Asking for money without explaining anything, and expecting others to lend it to you?

"I owe gambling debts. Not only did I lose everything, but I also borrowed money from the casino. Now they're coming after me. They said if I don't pay up within three days, they'll force me into prostitution," Cathy said, starting to cry.

Just as he suspected.

Eugene nodded. The drunk guy they encountered in the elevator was indeed Cathy's gambling husband.

"Why did you marry a gambler?" he asked.

Cathy sighed. "My husband wasn't like this before! He was successful, handsome, but then... he was deceived, lost his investments, bankrupted his company, and since then, he's been sinking into despair. Later, he developed a gambling addiction. But in the past, he would only lose tens of thousands, never like now, losing 300,000 in one go!"

"Shouldn't you ask your husband's family for money?" Eugene suggested.

Cathy shook her head. "My in-laws have given up on my husband. They won't give us money anymore."

Well, even the parents have abandoned their son, but she still won't leave him. Hmm, true love.

But gambling and drugs, neither of them is tolerable. They can lead to the breakup of a family.

"Eugene, please help me just this once!" She grabbed Eugene's hand, her face full of pleading.

Eugene shook his head. "We're not even acquaintances. Why should I lend you money?"

Thinking he hit the jackpot, so he throws money around, lending 300,000 just like that?

He could spend over 500,000 on a car for Nora just because she slept with him, what about you?

Is he supposed to be a pushover?

Cathy couldn't help but feel disappointed and let go of Eugene's hand.

But Eugene added, "However, if you have something to collateralize, I'll lend you the money."

Cathy's eyes lit up again. "What do you want me to use as collateral?"

"You," Eugene chuckled.

Cathy was first stunned, then realized what he meant, blushing uncontrollably, then became furious.

"You shameless!" she scolded.

She opened the door and stormed out.

At that moment, a young couple from 1503 was waiting for the elevator. It was the peak time for going to work or school, and there were too many people in the elevator. They just missed theirs going down, so they came over here.

Seeing this, Cathy seemed afraid of being misunderstood but also wanted to emphasize her integrity, saying, "Eugene, don't think you're something just because you have a few bucks. I will never agree to such shameless demands from you!"

With that, she quickly climbed the stairs through the emergency exit.

The young couple naturally looked at Eugene strangely.

Do I even need to say it?

Eugene, relying on his wealth, wanted to support Cathy, but ended up being rejected.

Disgusting!

Ding! The elevator arrived at that moment, and the young couple stepped in. As the elevator door closed, they gave Eugene a disdainful look.

Eugene was furious.

"You're the one asking for money, and I can't make demands?"

"Just because you open your mouth, you think you can borrow 300,000? Do you really think others are fools? Moreover, saying such things in front of others is obviously an attempt to slander me."

Eugene sneered and also headed up the emergency stairs.

Apartment 1702.

He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" A man's voice came from inside, filled with impatience.

"Property management," Eugene replied.

Click, the door opened, and it was the same guy from the other day, still reeking of alcohol.

He naturally noticed Eugene and was taken aback. How did you become property management?

At that moment, Cathy also peeked out from inside and felt guilty upon seeing Eugene.

Eugene waved at Cathy and said, "I haven't given you the money yet, why rush off? How do you accept payments? I don't have cash; give me an account number, and I'll wire the money."

The alcohol-scented man, Christian, was first surprised, then furious, shouting at Eugene, "What money? What are you two up to?"

Eugene quickly waved his hand, smiling. "Don't misunderstand. We haven't done anything."

That was the truth.

But how could Christian believe it?

Why do you give my wife money? And you're only wearing a robe! "

He turned to Cathy and shouted, "Why did he give you money? What were you doing behind my back?"

Cathy knew Eugene was deliberate, seeking revenge for her attempt to slander him earlier. So, she patiently explained to her husband, "I just asked him for money, but he made an inappropriate request. I refused, and he must be upset about being rejected, so he's deliberately trying to cause problems between us."

Eugene chuckled and said, "If I wanted to sow discord, would I offer genuine money? Give me your account number, and I'll transfer the funds!"

Christian hesitated and told his wife, "Give him your payment code."

"Husband..." Cathy's voice trembled. Christian didn't trust her!

Unmoved, Christian insisted, "If you have nothing to hide, why are you afraid to give him the code?"

With no choice, Cathy reluctantly took out her phone and showed Eugene a payment code.

Eugene glanced at it, "Beep," he entered a series of numbers, then confirmed.

Christian snatched his wife's phone and looked at it. His face turned pale, roaring, "5000! He transferred 5000 dollars to you! What exactly did you two do? Did you sleep together?"

Cathy quickly explained, "Honey, listen to me. Nothing happened between us. He just wanted to make you misunderstand me!"

Eugene winked at her. "I'm quite satisfied with you. Come find me again next time."

With that, he went down the emergency stairs.

After the door closed, Eugene could still hear Christian and Cathy arguing.

Eugene smirked slightly.

You caused me trouble once; I returned the favor. Now, we're even.

But Cathy still has some pride. We'll see if she can maintain it when disaster strikes, hungry and thirsty. Will she maintain her pride, or will she bend over in front of a meal, ready to be played with?

Let's wait and see.

After returning home and freshening up, Eugene changed and went out for lunch. Then, he headed to the warehouse to continue receiving and purchasing goods.

As the days passed, the end of the world drew closer. Eugene's funds in the stock market had reached 3 billion, although the two-month deadline hadn't arrived yet. Nevertheless, he had started to gradually liquidate his assets and was crazily buying more.

He bought 5000 tons of pork, spending over 100 million; 5000 tons of beef, another 200 million; and 5000 tons of lamb, which was even more expensive, costing over 300 million!