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!

expressions, a range of emotions, a distinct personality, and the ability to engage in conversation just like a real person… and now, the virtual assistant could

will undoubtedly be enormous support, and their technology group will transform. The prospects were promising, and they could potentially

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

just woken up and were still in their pajamas, looking groggy. Drake, already dressed,

to his house and start eating without permission. However, considering that they were the CEO and vice president of the technology group

not be

bite of the food we just cooked, and you sat down and started eating without

annoyed, quickly chimed in, “That’s right, I

How can a grown-up like you have no shame at all? Didn’t your parents teach you

gentleman holds benevolence and propriety in high regard. The benevolent person loves others, while the polite person

be roughly understood as “son” or

was the first time they had been scolded like this, and by a group

and asked, “Max, is this your

a prototype

point and asked Mr. Martin, “Why did

“I heard that you have been working diligently on developing a virtual assistant that can communicate flawlessly with humans… Once it is launched in the market, it will bring about a tremendous change!

project I have been working on personally, and I never had any intention of commercializing

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

high, and launching virtual assistants alone would be a trap

Martin waved his hand dismissively. “Ah, you youngins really don’t understand. This is a technological revolution that will

to officially

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

Max understood their intentions.

How shameless!

voice, “Mr. Martin, do you know

asked, “How much

at least 100 million dollars to build the infrastructure for a comprehensive virtual human system. This includes the necessary space

“Mr. Martin, 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 we only targeting the