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!

the ability to engage in conversation just like a real person… and now, the virtual assistant could

group will transform. The prospects were promising, and they could potentially become the world’s richest individuals like Tony

exclaimed with delight. “Come on, Mr. Young, you have

Hannah, and Zachary had just woken up and were still in their pajamas, looking groggy. Drake,

It was somewhat impolite for them to come to his house and start eating without permission. However, considering that they were the CEO and vice president of the technology group that invested in their laboratory, it

be concerned with

the food we just cooked, and you sat

that Lilly was annoyed, quickly chimed in, “That’s right, I

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

“A gentleman holds benevolence and propriety in high regard. The benevolent person loves others, while the polite person respects others. You, on the

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

was the

glanced at Lilly and asked, “Max, is this your child?

that this room was filled with advanced technology and would serve as a prototype for future development, was it worth letting a

point and asked Mr.

following suit, cut to the chase and replied, “I heard that you have been working diligently on developing a virtual assistant that can communicate flawlessly with humans… Once

“Mr. Martin, this is a project I have been working on personally, and

was still too new and lacked rigor. Building the infrastructure for these intelligent operations alone would require a substantial

assistants alone would be a trap for ordinary

This is a technological revolution that

the high-level meeting, it was decided to officially incorporate your research

into consideration. You will be provided with one million dollars in funding, which

Max understood their intentions.

How shameless!

his arms, smiled faintly, and spoke with a calm yet resolute voice, “Mr. Martin, do you know

“How much did you

least 100 million dollars to build the infrastructure for a comprehensive virtual human system. This includes the necessary space and specialized engineers. The

you mentioned promoting virtual assistants in the market. How do you expect ordinary people to afford such a system with a price of 200 million dollars? Are