Time flew, and in a blink, it was Friday evening.
At this moment, Li Qiao was sitting in the research institute's conference room, with Academician Jiang and Director Wang Zheng sitting opposite her.
The two were earnestly trying to persuade her, essentially hoping she would stay.
Li Qiao rarely softened her heart, yet she was certainly not made of stone.
She lowered her eyelids, her hands tucked into the pockets of her lab coat in front of her, "Teacher, Director Wang, I will most likely need to take frequent leaves of absence, and the research process cannot afford errors. If because of my personal reasons..."
"Researcher Li, if it's just a matter of taking leaves, there's really no need to leave the research institute. Just let me know how long of a leave you need, and if the genetic research project is short-staffed, our institute can always assign other researchers to help at any time. You absolutely don't have to worry about that," Director Wang Zheng said.
