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!

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

virtual assistant was introduced to the market, there will undoubtedly be enormous support, and their technology group will transform. The prospects were promising, and they could potentially

delight. “Come on, Mr.

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

However, considering that they were the CEO and vice president

he should not be concerned with

single bite of the food we just cooked, and you sat down and started eating

in, “That’s right, I

a grown-up like you have

crossed his arms, and calmly remarked, “A gentleman holds benevolence and propriety in high regard. The benevolent person loves others, while the polite person respects others. You, on the other hand… are

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

Martin and Mr. Young could not hide their displeasure. As top executives, it was the first time

is this your child? When did you

technology and would serve as a prototype for future development, was it worth letting a few children ruin

Mr. Martin, “Why did you come here all

heard that you have been working diligently on developing a virtual assistant that can communicate flawlessly with humans… Once it is launched

this is a project I have been working on personally, and I never had any intention of

still too new and lacked rigor. Building the infrastructure for these intelligent

high, and launching virtual assistants alone would be a

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

meeting, it was decided to officially incorporate your research and development into

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

Max understood their intentions.

How shameless!

yet resolute voice,

asked, “How much did

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

continued, “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 wealthy? In