Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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.

behind virtual assistants sounded promising to

to yield results, but

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

Martin reluctantly conceded,

years. Sometimes it takes two or three years to obtain approval for acquiring a piece

can no longer stay with your group. If I choose to leave, I will take the equipment that I have paid for. Is this

and Mr.

had extra funds

financial situation, he should not have been

Mr. Young discussed in low voices for a while before asking, “Are you sure that the equipment you purchased

replied confidently, “I have the invoices to prove it. I

Martin and Mr.

conditions, they seemed reasonable, but when viewed collectively, it appeared that Max might be setting a

whispered, “Uncle Max, show

The temptation isn’t enough!

50 percent, capital begins to take risks; at 100 percent, it becomes bold enough to disregard human laws; and when profits reach 300

show them our

box he had been carrying

a complete set of equipment. When he opened the box and switched on the lights, the office was

Young’s pupils contracted, realizing that even without considering the other conditions, this holographic technology alone had enormous potential for

are no related facilities in the

Martin and Mr. Young looked around in awe at the virtual world surrounding them. How

head, pretending she had never seen anything like

three “virtual assistants” immediately appeared before

them, her eyes widened, and

from Tinkerbell, who looked normal, the other two were far

professional suit, with a very short

was styled in wavy

in a red wedding dress, now wore a pink neon feather coat that exposed her shoulders and chest, with a very short skirt. It was

she covered her mouth

Max coughed, “Ahem…”

and replied, “Uncle Max, I didn’t… it has nothing to do with

Lilly’s eyes, cautioned, “Don’t

Lilly thought to herself…

Why?

was like that when we came to Uncle

adults allowed to look at her like

mind was filled

straight ahead and spoke in a serious tone, saying, “These three virtual assistants are the prototypes I eliminated during the design process. Before I came here, I made upgrades… I changed

expression and said with a sweet smile, “Master, my name is Dahlia, and

round-the-clock services for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Whatever my