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.

virtual assistants sounded promising

machines may take time to

they would undoubtedly be able to commercialize virtual assistant technology,

Mr. Martin reluctantly

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

understand that I can no longer stay with your group. If I choose to leave,

and Mr. Young

funds to

have been able to afford much… perhaps just some

for a while before asking, “Are you

“I have the invoices to prove it. I won’t take a single screw away if it’s

and Mr.

seemed reasonable, but when viewed

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

The temptation isn’t enough!

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

show them our

box he had been carrying and placed

set of equipment. When he opened the box and

and Mr. Young’s pupils contracted, realizing that even without considering the other conditions,

in the entire house, it’s a simple setup. Take

in awe at the virtual

shook her head, pretending she had never

her hand, three “virtual

eyes widened, and she was nearly speechless

Tinkerbell, who looked normal, the

harem spirit was dressed in black silk and a professional suit, with a very short skirt that revealed her long

was styled in

neon feather coat that exposed her shoulders and chest, with a very short skirt. It was ancient clothing, like a character

she

Max coughed, “Ahem…”

“Uncle Max, I didn’t… it has

Lilly’s eyes, cautioned,

Lilly thought to herself…

Why?

when we came to Uncle Max’s

are adults allowed to look at her like this

filled with numerous

three virtual assistants are the prototypes I eliminated

harem ghost imitated Stacy’s pleasant expression and said with a sweet smile,

will provide you with round-the-clock services for food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Whatever my master asks