"I haven't had a single drop of water since I came from West Grove. How can I not be thirsty?" Kobi Taylor said seriously, "We're all honest people here. I came to ask for your help."
Martez Parkerr glanced at Kobi and smirked, "I can't help you with that huge hole of yours. Recently, I've been closely watched by people, and I don't have any spare energy to help you."
He lightly patted Kobi's shoulder, "You'd better save yourself."
"We're friends. Are you really going to stand idly by?" Kobi watched Martez's receding figure, his eyes growing cold.
In this way, he couldn't probe for anything, but how could he do so without leaving a trace?
"It's precisely because we're friends that I ask you to spare me. My own company's funds are insufficient, and I'm extremely busy every day. Do you want me to show you my financial statements?" Martez bitterly smiled, "We're both in difficulty, and neither of us is better off than the other."
