Mr. Martin opposed Max’s suggestion of copying the lab’s materials.

Even though it was not their possession, it was now in their hands!

Max retorted, “Why the rush, Mr. Martin? I mentioned making a copy, not taking everything. The original data will remain in the lab. Are you afraid that your talented researchers won’t be able to make any progress without relying on the work of others?”

It was a cutting remark that hit its mark.

Unintentionally adding fuel to the fire, Lilly asked, “Uncle Max, do they have any talented individuals?”

They don’t even know the alphabet, I doubt they have any talents at all.

Perhaps Josh is more capable than all of them combined…

Mr. Martin seethed with anger. Did Max think they could not do it without him?

Who did Max think he was? Even if he decided to leave, did he think he could achieve anything on his own by taking away the materials?

The cost of this project was immense, not just in terms of finances but also human resources.

Having enough talented individuals was crucial to sustaining the project’s progress.

They refused to believe that other researchers would follow Max if he decided to leave. If so, he would be a laughingstock to them!

“Fine!” Mr. Martin declared, “It’s just copying the data. We can do that.”

Initially, he had intended to retain Max. The copying of the data was merely a bargaining chip. Of course, they did not want Max to leave.

But their patience was wearing thin.

Moreover, the virtual assistant project was the most profitable endeavor currently.

After considering the advantages and disadvantages, they chose to let go of Max.

Max nodded and responded, “Alright, let’s move on to the third condition.”

Mr. Young chimed in, surprised, “There’s a third condition?”

Max added, “I have already given you three virtual assistants, so it’s fair to have three conditions, right?”

Mr. Martin grew more frustrated, retorting, “So what will you give us later? Just the three virtual assistants? Technology? Information? Design drawings? Will you give us everything?”

Max nodded decisively, saying, “Yes, all the technology related to virtual assistants. Without this foundational support, virtual assistants cannot exist.”

Mr. Martin, despite his initial annoyance, could not help but think about the offer.

technology behind virtual assistants sounded promising

take time to yield results, but virtual

it rapidly and after five years, they would undoubtedly be able to commercialize virtual assistant

Martin reluctantly conceded, gritting

continued, “The laboratory has faced financial hardships in recent years. Sometimes it takes two or three years to obtain approval for acquiring a piece of equipment. However, the project cannot wait. So, I

that I can no longer stay with your group. If I choose to leave, I will take the equipment

and Mr. Young remained

funds to purchase

not have been able to

Young discussed in low voices for a while before asking, “Are you sure that

the invoices to prove it. I won’t take

and Mr. Young

viewed collectively, it appeared that Max might be

approached Max and whispered, “Uncle Max, show them our

The temptation isn’t enough!

risks; at 100 percent, it becomes bold enough to disregard human laws; and when profits reach 300 percent, it becomes willing to commit any

them

he had

equipment. When he opened the box and switched on the lights, the office was instantly enveloped in

considering the other conditions, this holographic technology alone had enormous potential for development

related facilities in the entire house, it’s a simple

around in awe at the virtual world surrounding them. How could

her head, pretending she had never seen anything like it

wave of her hand, three “virtual

saw them, her eyes widened, and she was

normal, the other two were far from

harem spirit was dressed in black silk and a professional suit,

was styled in wavy

a pink neon feather coat that exposed her

and she covered her mouth

Max coughed, “Ahem…”

innocently and replied, “Uncle Max, I didn’t… it has

Lilly’s

Lilly thought to herself…

Why?

when we came to

look at her like this but not

filled with

in a serious tone, saying, “These three virtual assistants are the prototypes I eliminated during the

point, the harem ghost imitated Stacy’s pleasant expression and said with a sweet smile, “Master, my name is Dahlia, and

clothing, housing, and

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