Zhao Yulu returned home, took a shower, and went back to her room to dial Zhao Yuxin's phone number.
Soon, the call connected.
Zhao Yulu said, "Yu Xin, the two million I borrowed from you, along with the promised five hundred thousand in interest, might not be able to be repaid to you in the short term."
Zhao Yuxin asked, "What happened?"
She hadn't watched the financial news today and didn't know the situation with Blackstone Technology.
"The Blackstone Technology stocks I bought..."
Zhao Yulu explained the situation briefly.
Zhao Yuxin frowned and said, "Xu Yang had already said that Blackstone Technology was very likely to plummet, but you wouldn't listen, insisting that I didn't want to lend you the money. Now look at what happened, under these circumstances, the money has definitely gone down the drain."
Zhao Yulu knew Zhao Yuxin would say this. Although she felt very upset being told so, she could only say, "I was wrong this time."