With that said, Li Qiao tapped her fingers on the table and curved her lips in a neither cold nor warm manner, "Oh, then just fire me."
Zhang Ji's neck stiffened, choked by her words, unable to speak for a long time.
He had already hinted to Academician Jiang about Li Qiao's situation before, hearing that her family was extremely wealthy, and compensating for the equipment would certainly not be a problem.
The research institute was giving her a chance to make amends, all because of Academician Jiang's face; was she really rejecting it?
Zhang Ji had never seen such an overbearing researcher and glared at Li Qiao more seriously, "Even if you're fired, you still need to compensate for the institute's losses.
If you think you don't have to pay because you're fired, then we have no choice but to report the property damage to the police."
