Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 1782 Robot

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Shangguan Yun insisted on his principle, "Really don't!"

"That's fine." Huo Yao nodded, "Sister respects what you mean. Robots are useless to you anyway."

"Well, what do I want a robot for..." Shangguan Yun nodded subconsciously, but he quickly reacted and his eyes widened, "No, robot?? You want to send me a robot??"

"The original plan was this." Huo Yao patted the boy on the shoulder, with a rather relieved expression on his face, "But you are really sensible now, and you know you can start saving money for your sister."

Shangguan Yun: "..."

No, that's not what he meant! ! !

Huo Yao withdrew his hand, stopped looking at the crying boy, and discussed with Min Yu about sending him back to China tomorrow.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yun had to stand up gloomily, and went to sit side by side with Zhuo Yun again.

Min Yu glanced at the boy, then leaned back on the sofa with a laughing smile, wrapped his long arms around Huo Yao's back shoulder, and whispered, "You tease the child like this, so you're not afraid of him getting angry?"

Huo Yao tilted his head, his gaze was on the sexy thin lips of a man, he paused, then moved his eyes away, "You also said it was funny."

Min Yu's fingers tugged up Huo Yao's curly hair scattered on his shoulders, and suddenly sighed: "It seems that our baby will be so pitiful in the future, I'm afraid her mother will play badly."

Huo Yao: "..."

Huo Yao pushed away someone's hand expressionlessly, "I won't go to the airport tomorrow."

Her goal now is a bit big. If the people in the first base are aware of the existence of Shangguan Yun, things will be troublesome.

Min Yu nodded thoughtfully, "Don't worry, I will let someone send him back to China safely."

Huo Yao hummed and didn't speak any more, but took out his mobile phone, dug out Meng Jue's WeChat in the address book, and sent him a message.

[Help Dad prepare some synthetic metal materials and welding tools. 】

Meng Jue on the other end quickly replied: [Why do you want these things? 】

Huo Yao: [Play. 】

Meng Jue: [? 】

Who is playing with metal materials?

His dad is starting to fool people again.

Huo Yao crossed his chest, thought for a while, and then typed again: [Or give me a real model of the third-generation robot that you are developing. 】

This is even more convenient.

Meng Jue looked at the information in the dialog box, and immediately sat up straight, [Do you want to study robots? 】

Huo Yao: [Well, research and research. 】

Meng Jue: [! ! ! 】

Meng Jue: [Quick, send me the address, and I will send it to you today! 】

Huo Yao: [...]

Doubt if you are shooting yourself in the foot.

However, she still sent a position to Meng Jue.

Meng Jue: [I received my father, I will deliver the things within three hours, [happy]. 】

Huo Yao: [...]

Meng Jue is an activist. After he finished chatting, he went directly to the main base.

There is only one robot model of the third generation, but the research progress is very slow because the system has been stuck.

If his father makes a move, it won't take long before the third-generation robot can be developed.

**

At seven o'clock in the evening, Meng Jue finally showed up in a dilapidated pickup truck. When he arrived at the gate of the community, he was almost driven away by the security guard at the gate.

"How could you drive such a ripped car?" Huo Yao looked at the ragged car in front of him with disbelief.