"You can just talk normally, why are you so close to me?" Ji Weitian murmured softly.
She placed her hands on the edge of the table and stepped back a bit.
Lifting her head to meet his inquiring gaze, "I refuse, I'm not capable enough, I'm a disaster, I have no right to enter the lab, and I'm quite satisfied with my job, I don't wish to make any changes."
Her voice was crisp and decisive, without a hint of hesitation.
She didn't even blink, earnestly rejecting Qin Nanyu.
But if one listened carefully, what she said was exactly what Qin Nanyu had once said to her.
What goes around comes around...
The assistant glanced at his own boss, whose expression could no longer be discerned, and didn't dare to linger in the archive room.
Quietly holding the contract, he turned and moved towards the door, yet couldn't stray too far.
Worried that Ji Weitian might say something scary again, he'd be strangled by their furious boss. Homicide is a crime; he had to intervene.
