Ji Jue suddenly said, "This thing, actually, can also, not exist, right?"
The supervisor stood there, stunned.
"This..."
To be fair, for everyone, this was indeed the best approach.
Make a big issue small, and a small issue dissolve.
A major mutant leak accident turned into an alarm triggered by a minor pollution error. Such minor leaks were inevitable in this kind of work environment and caused no severe consequences—at most, one would receive a few reprimands, which hardly mattered.
If anything, just some wages might be docked,
So what?
Who cares about that measly sum of eighteen hundred yuan a month?
And the only ones who suffered any loss were Ji Jue and Lou Feng, who might have earned commendation for their work. Yet, Lou Feng glanced at Ji Jue and said nothing.
As for Ji Jue, he really didn't care about that bit of credit.
With his teacher around, was he afraid of going hungry?
