After the words burst from Lin Qian's mouth, she felt her heart lift somewhere high, wobbly and uncertain.
"Okay," was the only thing Li Zhicheng said.
Lin Qian hung up the phone. She could feel herself covered in an icy frost, yet the palms of her hands were hot and sweaty.
Pacing around the room, she had no idea when Gu Yanzhi had come in. He stared at her from the doorway and looked sullen.
"I already know," he said. "We can only try our luck now."
Gently biting her lower lip, Lin Qian nodded in agreement.
This was a gamble, a massive one—one that could cost 20 million. But it was their last hope.
The gamble carried all of their strong desires: fear, luck, reluctance, and their unwillingness to give up.
The two stepped out of the room together.
"Manager Gu," Lin Qian said, lowering her voice, "I think for our next step we slow down the process and drag the online promotion along."
