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Only mediocrities think they're geniuses.
That was the only thought in Feihe's mind as she stood downstairs from the lab, holding a cardboard box filled with her personal belongings.
She had always thought she was a genius:
Skipping grades, getting into a top university, continuing her studies, specializing in neuroscience and genetics...
Well, she'd been fired by her old employer. They couldn't blame her for returning the favor.
Feihe readily accepted the olive branch offered by another corporation.
It wasn't until she saw the lab director casually blowing smoke from his gun barrel, along with the dense confidentiality clauses in her contract, that she realized...
Mom, I think I've broken the law Q_Q !!!
Quitting wasn't an option. The benefits were so good, there was no way she'd quit in this lifetime.
Being in Lab Two felt like coming home, and even better than being at home! Everyone there was talented and nice to talk to. I absolutely love it there!
Until a pink-haired man showed up at her door, asking her to leak some corporate intelligence...
You've got to be kidding. The last time she was fired, someone had pinned the blame for
