"Uncle Wu is early!" Like Ai Mo, who was reborn again, got into Uncle Wu's car, Uncle Wu's face with scars turned around, and this face looked a little hideous because of the scars. But in Ai Mo's opinion, Uncle Wu is always so amiable, every time he sees someone, he always smiles kindly, and quietly stays by the side.

"Uncle Wu, I heard that I customized a set of pronunciation equipment for you, isn't it easy to use?"

Uncle Wu shook his head, stretched out his hand to the erection of his neck, coughed lightly twice, and the hoarse voice came out.

"It's very easy to use, but I haven't spoken for so many years, and I'm a little unused to it." Uncle Wu said with a smile, speaking very slowly, and his voice was hoarse, with the scars on his face, he could scare the crying bear child, but Ai Mo thought it was particularly good.

I heard that Uncle Wu has been unable to communicate with people normally for many years because of neck damage and affected vocal cords, and the new technology developed this time can sense the subtle changes of the vocal cords, so as to simulate the human voice.

Uncle Wu is an old man who has settled down, although now autonomous driving has been popularized, and public transportation has been replaced by intelligent machines, but manual driving has not been completely eliminated, and many people still prefer humane services. Uncle Wu is getting older, so he occasionally works as a coach for the An family's bodyguards, and occasionally drives for the An family, which can be regarded as a sustenance for an old man who has never left the An family in his life.

"I'll get used to it slowly, and I'll improve it in the future, maybe I can tell stories to your little grandson!"

Uncle Wu nodded happily when he heard this, turned his head, and slowly started the car.

Listening to An Ju, Uncle Wu used to be An Yimin, the chairman of An Group, that is, An Ju's father's bodyguard, but he was injured because he was protecting An Jia, and An Jia wanted to give him a large share in order to repay, but he refused. An Yimin had no choice but to find something easy for Uncle Wu, let him pass the time, and justifiably pay him a salary. For Uncle Wu, the An family respects him very much. Ai Mo also has a lot of affection for this hideous-looking but kind-hearted uncle in his heart.

As for how he was injured, although Ai Mo was a little curious, he didn't take the initiative to inquire, after all, everyone has a dusty past in their hearts, Uncle Wu is so badly injured, occasionally some new acquaintances will deliberately avoid his approach, but he has never explained the origin of the scar, let alone mentioned the events of the year. Just like Ai Mo didn't want to talk about what happened four years ago. The scars on the body can be seen, but the heart never wants to be revealed.

The place where Ai Mo lives is in the former city center, which An Ju bought when she was a child for her own solitude, and it is a good place to be quiet in the middle of nowhere. But with the continuous extension of the scale of the city, it has now become an old town far from the center, some distance from the headquarters of Lingfeng Technology, because she knows that Ai Mo likes the quietness of the old city, Anjun placed her here.

In the past, when I went to Lingfeng headquarters, I had to take the city express commute. The feeling of passing through the bustling crowd made the moxa very difficult, but Anju said that this was a workout for the moxa.

Over time, Ai Mo struggled to learn to ignore the presence of others, and this quiet single-family house became a haven for Ai Mo to recover from exhaustion.

Today is an exception, An Ju must have guessed that with Ai Mo's character, after the high-intensity test, the sudden relaxation will unconsciously touch the deepest place in her heart, so she deliberately came to wake her up in the morning, specially asked Uncle Wu to pick her up, and deliberately asked her to avoid the bustling crowds on the road today. Even the route seemed to be arranged, avoiding the place where she could be routed, the place where she would try not to look every time she passed by by car.

Ai Mo smiled and looked out the window, the continuous drizzle of the previous days was gone, the sun would dry the ground with a faint dampness, and there was a faint smell of earth in the air.

Slowly, from the old city into the new city with a sense of science and technology, the wide road is full of ecological atmosphere of the new building, you can vaguely see the figure walking in the building. Whenever he crosses the line between the old and the new, Aimo has a sense of ritual to welcome a new life.

Of course, today is indeed a new one, and Aimo will enter a new field with a new identity.

"Don't be afraid, the new me must be better than the previous one."

Looking at the door that greeted him, Ai Mo thought nervously.