Begging for a Loss

"How much!?"

Gao Haoran was dumbfounded. "A thousand copies? Brother Mo, what are you trying to do?"

"A thousand copies is only temporary!" Lin Mo said calmly. "If it's not enough, we'll have to print more!"

"Hiss—" Gao Haoran gasped.

Although he did not know what Lin Mo wanted to do, he understood one thing—no matter what Lin Mo wanted to do, he only needed to obey unconditionally!

This was the self-cultivation of a lackey.

Yan Yimo saw something.

"Lin Mo, don't tell me you're trying to provoke the entire second year?" Yan Yimo shook her head and said, "I really don't know where you got your confidence from to actually dare to play so big! But… since you want to play, I'll play with you!"

Yan Yimo gritted her teeth and took the gamble!

Of course, she knew that if she lost this gamble, she might lose all the time cards she could get in the first year of university. But she still decided to gamble!