Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Max opened the door, and upon seeing the people outside, he was momentarily stunned. “Mr. Martin? What brings you here?”

Mr. Martin had a smile on his face and sniffed the air. “Hey, what smells so delicious!”

Max replied, “I just cooked…”

Mr. Martin and the others took the opportunity to enter the house. The shoe cabinet automatically dispensed disposable slippers, and a sweet voice chimed in, “Master, you have a guest, should I show them in?”

Max was about to say something, but suddenly, he recalled what Blake said the previous night.

“No need, Stacy, take Lilly back to her room.”

Unexpectedly, Lilly shook her head. “No, Lilly doesn’t want to go back to the room.”

Stacy looked at Lilly and suddenly felt rebellious. “Master, I don’t want to go back to the room either.”

There was a hint of defiance in her tone.

Mr. Martin observed the scene, his gaze shifting from Lilly to the dishes on the table, his eyes hiding a peculiar glint.

Max did not have the smell of cooking oil on him, and there was only a child in front of him. A child could not prepare such an exquisite meal.

The only possibility was that the impressive dishes before them were made by Stacy!

Mr. Martin felt an immense excitement welling up within him.

“Very well, Max. I didn’t expect your research on virtual assistants to be this great! You truly are the leader of our laboratory… Let me give it a try!”

Before Max and Lilly could react, Mr. Martin seated himself, picked up the cutlery, and took a bite of the pork.

The aroma… it was difficult to put into words, but it carried an indescribable warmth.

Delicious!

distinct personality, and the ability to engage in conversation just like a real person…

enormous support, and their technology group

with delight. “Come on, Mr. Young,

in their pajamas, looking groggy. Drake, already

permission. However, considering that they were the CEO and vice president of the technology group that invested in their laboratory, it was not easy to drive them away after

should not be

of the food we just cooked, and you sat

that Lilly was annoyed, quickly chimed in, “That’s right, I was shocked. Do you

other hand, was more straightforward. “I was so scared! How can a grown-up like you have no shame at all?

high regard. The benevolent person loves others, while the polite person respects others. You, on the other

to scold someone and can be roughly understood as “son” or “boy.” It implied that during a specific era, the person

displeasure. As top executives, it was the first time they had been scolded like this, and by a group

asked, “Max, is this your child? When

would serve as a prototype for future

went straight to the point and asked Mr. Martin, “Why did you

the chase and replied, “I heard that you have been working diligently on developing a virtual assistant that can communicate flawlessly with humans… Once it is launched

is a project I have been working on

and lacked rigor. Building the infrastructure for these

high, and launching virtual assistants alone would

a technological revolution that will benefit all of humanity. How can we keep it

it was decided to officially incorporate your research and development into the company’s research division. This

the company has taken your hard work into consideration. You will be provided with one million

Max understood their intentions.

How shameless!

calm yet resolute voice, “Mr. Martin, do you know how much I spent on building this entire

“How much did

responded coldly, “It takes at least 100 million dollars to build the infrastructure for a comprehensive virtual human system. This includes the necessary space

with a price of 200 million dollars?