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!

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

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

Martin exclaimed with delight. “Come on,

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

permission. However, considering that they were the CEO and vice president of the technology group that invested in their laboratory, it was

should not be concerned

the food we just cooked, and you sat

“That’s right, I

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

calmly remarked, “A gentleman holds benevolence and propriety in high regard. The benevolent person loves others, while the

as “son” or “boy.” It implied that during a specific era, the person being scolded

could not hide their displeasure. As top executives, it was the first time they had been scolded like this, and by a

“Max, is this your child?

was filled with advanced technology and would serve as a prototype for future development, was

to the point and asked Mr. Martin, “Why

working diligently on developing a virtual assistant that can communicate flawlessly with humans… Once it is

this is a project I have been working on personally, and I never

these intelligent operations alone would require a

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 benefit all

at Mr. Young, who promptly added, “That’s right. After thorough discussion in the high-level meeting, it was decided to officially incorporate your research and development into the company’s research division. This is also

worry, the company has taken your hard work into consideration. You will be provided with one million dollars in funding, which will be paid to you

Max understood their intentions.

How shameless!

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

Young asked, “How

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

you expect ordinary people to afford such a system with a price of 200 million dollars? Are we only targeting the wealthy? In that case, how