Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

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

to yield results, but virtual

years, they would undoubtedly be able to commercialize virtual assistant technology, reaping immense

Mr. Martin

it takes two or three years to obtain approval for

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

and Mr. Young

extra funds

financial situation, he should not have been able to afford

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

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

and Mr. Young

viewed collectively, it appeared that

whispered, “Uncle Max, show them

The temptation isn’t enough!

becomes bold enough to disregard human laws; and when profits reach 300

let’s show them our virtual

he had

opened the box and switched on the lights, the office

without considering the other

are no related facilities in the entire house,

looked around in awe at the

pretending she had never seen anything like it

hand, three “virtual assistants” immediately appeared

eyes widened,

from Tinkerbell, who looked normal, the other two

silk and a professional suit, with a very short

styled

been 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 ancient clothing, like a character from some strange

aback, and she

Max coughed, “Ahem…”

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

blindly covering Lilly’s eyes, cautioned, “Don’t

Lilly thought to herself…

Why?

we came to Uncle

allowed to look at her

was filled with numerous

assistants are the prototypes I eliminated during the design process. Before I came here,

imitated Stacy’s pleasant expression and said with a sweet smile, “Master, my

round-the-clock services for food, clothing, housing,