Control Of My Computer

The assistant came back before long. He did not look good.

"The equipment from the third to the fifth floor was damaged to a certain degree but they can probably be repaired." The assistant quickly told Qiao En about the situation.

He did not bring up the fact that it would probably cost more money to repair the equipment than to buy new ones.

It was fine to lose the equipment, but not the research data.

Qiao En looked at the assistant coldly. "Are you saying, out of the entire block, my lab suffered the greatest damage?"

The assistant lowered his head. "That's right."

Qiao En could no longer suppress his temper. He swiped the cup on the table hard. "Well done. They were clearly after me."

The assistant felt nervous and miserable. Every time the professor threw a temper, it was scary.