"I didn't let you pretend to be me to tarnish my reputation." Mo Jinrong spoke coldly.
"Got it, Young Master."
Mo San was aggrieved. Was it his fault for being so well-liked?
"How was the Pharmacy Competition these past few days?"
Mo Jinrong closed his eyes and leaned against the seat.
"The written test has just ended and we can't tell who is better yet, but Lan Yaxin is the most favored," Mo San replied respectfully.
"Lan Yaxin? Pay more attention to her, our company needs some new faces," Mo Jinrong said softly.
"Young Master Mo, in the past few years, we have been searching for geniuses in the Pharmacy Competition. There are already many of them in the company," Mo San replied.
