After lunch, Mo Jingchun stopped by the lab to check on the progress.
Seeing that there were no issues, Mo Jingchun returned to his office for a nap.
Separated only by the finance departnt from Mo Jingchun’s office, it was quiet enough to hear a pin drop inside the executive’s office.
Unlike Mo Jingchun, who was lying on a soft bed, Zhou Yaling could only nap on the lounge chair she had bought.
Fortunately, the other colleagues had dorm rooms, so Zhou Yaling enjoyed the peace and quiet.
After all, with no one to disturb her, resting anywhere is still resting.
In a daze, Zhou Yaling was woken up by a noise.
It was the vibration and notification sounds of her phone.
Glancing at her phone, Zhou Yaling rubbed her head in annoyance.
Just fell asleep, who on earth is ssaging?
"Damn, what’s with the @everyone in the middle of the day."
The ssage was from the university’s charity club, with over a thousand mbers.
Clicking on the ssage to enter the group, Zhou Yaling was about to leave the group when she saw the ssage before the @everyone tag and fell silent.
Isn’t that her forr roommate?
Unexpectedly, she’s ill, with a pretty rare condition—ALS.
She had left all the class groups and deleted most of her contacts; if not for this group, she really wouldn’t have known her roommate had ALS.
She sighed, feeling conflicted inside.
After hesitating for a mont, Zhou Yaling clicked the link and donated 500 yuan.
Then, Zhou Yaling left the charity group, covered herself with a blanket, and went back to sleep.
In the Shanghai Seventh People’s Hospital, Mao Xinyi sitting in a wheelchair was suddenly stunned.
Seeing that familiar avatar and nickna, even though part of it was *hidden, Mao Xinyi imdiately recognized it as her forr roommate Zhou Yaling’s QQ number.
The next second, a tear rolled down Mao Xinyi’s cheek.
Clearly they had no more connection, yet she donated 500 yuan to her.
Mao Xinyi knew she was wrong, regretted it, but so what? Wrong is wrong, and they could never return to the past.
Besides, she had ALS, which couldn’t be cured.
Mo Jingchun was woken up by Zero.
This guy played so music that was ear-splittingly awful.
The sound quality, the tone, Mo Jingchun seriously suspected this guy found so karaoke version sung by an amateur online.
That voice, while others get paid for singing, this one demands your life.
Thankfully, this guy had a bit of conscience and stopped the music when he saw Mo was awake.
Mo Jingchun seriously doubted it was out of conscience and not simple fear.
Rubbing his aching head, Mo Jingchun picked up the phone on the bedside table and saw it was already past two.
Thinking of the eting at three, Mo Jingchun asked Zero to open the window for so fresh air and took a warm face wash.
Close to three o’clock, Xia Xiaomin received a call.
"Boss."
Sitting at his desk, Mo Jingchun looked up and smiled, "Go ahead, bring the regional president up here; I’ll wait for you both in the eting room."
Xia Xiaomin nodded, then got up to et the person at the South Gate.
About ten minutes later, in the small twenty-square-ter eting room, both parties began a friendly exchange.
A round of mutual corporate praise ensued, without getting to the point, which Mo Jingchun really couldn’t bear any longer, and so he directly laughed and said, "President Li, you must be here for White, right?"
"Exactly." Li Xiangwen replied with a smile:
"Mr. Mo, I wonder if it would be possible for to see the White your company has created."
Without jumping straight to the topic, Li Xiangwen doubted whether the Candy Technology White circulating on the internet truly possessed the imagined features or intelligence.
Otherwise, buying an empty White would just make people laugh.
Of course, doubt aside, this sort of thought couldn’t be voiced out loud.
Sipping so tea, Mo Jingchun curled his lips slightly.
Such simple psychology, everyone knew it well, but saying it out loud would be ungraceful.
Under Li Xiangwen’s watchful gaze, Mo Jingchun calmly said:
"Zero, have White set aside its work and co to the eting room."
"Sure thing, boss."
Seeing the puzzled look in Li Xiangwen’s eyes, Mo Jingchun explained with a smile:
"Zero is our internal AI here at Candy Technology."
"White is in the laboratory building, so I ask for President Li’s patience for a short while."
"No problem!"
Despite saying this, Li Xiangwen was indeed surprised internally.
Laboratory building, then didn’t Mo Jingchun an for White to co on its own just now?
But rely saying co to the eting room without specifying which lab, how was White supposed to co over?
By now, anticipation had quietly built up in Li Xiangwen’s heart.
If Candy Technology’s White was even half as amazing as in the movies, he’d be willing to pay to buy one for himself.
After about ten minutes, roughly the ti it took to finish a cup of tea, the eting room door suddenly opened.
Glancing back quickly, Li Xiangwen recognized the familiar figure of White.
Sitting opposite Li Xiangwen, Mo Jingchun and Xia Xiaomin calmly sipping their tea, one confident in their product, the other having already witnessed White’s capabilities.
Just one look and it knew about a girl’s nstrual cycle, impressive or what?
"So this is White?"
Without needing Mo for an introduction, White blinked and spoke, "Hello, I am White."
"Sir, White reminds you to rest, as prolonged sleeplessness may cause sudden cardiac arrest leading to sudden death."
White began with a blunt remark, leaving Li Xiangwen dumbfounded.
Taking a deep breath, Li Xiangwen turned to Mo Jingchun and asked:
"Mr. Mo, would it be possible to explain so of White’s features?"
Hearing this, Mo Jingchun laughed and pointed at White, "The introduction should naturally be left to the self-introduction."
For the ti being after this, neither Mo Jingchun nor Xia Xiaomin had to say much at all.
After quite a while, Li Xiangwen was shocked, taking quite a while to regain his composure.
Personal experience and watching a movie are completely different, the only real difference being White’s intelligence level still far behind the movie version.
But isn’t that normal?
In fact, Li Xiangwen still had one lingering question.
Could White beco a combat robot?
As the movie version could.
Yet this question involved too much, asking it would be inappropriate.
Just then, White suddenly turned and left the eting room without a word.
This left Li Xiangwen utterly perplexed.
What was going on, how could it just leave on its own?
Li Xiangwen looked at Mo Jingchun, seeking an explanation from him.
Honestly, Mo Jingchun was also montarily taken aback, but noticing the ti on his phone’s lock screen, he explained with a smile:
"Sorry President Li, this White was a gift to my younger sister; at this ti, preschool is soon letting out."
"White must be off to pick her up."
"If you have any further questions, feel free to ask ."
At that mont, even if Li Xiangwen were foolish, he knew it was impossible to glean Candy Technology’s process for making White.
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