Chapter 90: Am I Picking on the Door?
Lan Hibiscus really didn't want to hit him: [Forget it, you better eat two more children's meals by yourself.] 】
She is mainly worried about eating with him, and she will not be able to eat enough, and she is also worried about whether he will escape the bill.
Qin Yin: [......]
In fact, the reason why I ordered a children's package last time was because he had already eaten and was not hungry at all, and he was afraid of ordering too much and wasting, so he had no choice but to order a children's menu.
Who would have thought that it would be misunderstood.
You must think he's the kind of stingy guy who picks at the edges, right?
For the first time, Qin Yin felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, feeling that his tall image was about to be ruined.
No, we have to fix it quickly.
Qin Yin: [No, last time I ordered the children's set meal because I had eaten, although you occasionally picked a little, but it hasn't reached the point where you can also pick and choose when you eat with girls. 】
Xu was too excited, he wanted to defend himself too much, and accidentally typed a wrong word, which was even more embarrassing.
It was as if the air was quiet.
Lan Jin: [I don't pick thank you. 】
Qin Yin wiped his sweat: [I didn't say you, I said that I was a little picky occasionally. 】
Lan Hibiscus specially dismantled: [It's not a little, it's "very" ......]
Qin Yin was speechless and choked, feeling that he was about to be washed away, and the explanation was the feeling of covering up, and he had a headache.
So I secretly swore that I would buy a luxury car tomorrow, no, buy ten luxury cars to pick up girls!!
Lan Hibiscus: [To be honest, I don't really like to play with people who pick doors.] 】
After speaking, he added: [Very tired and troublesome. 】
Qin Yin's heart suddenly pulled out the cold, and directly called Qin Mu over with a series of life-threatening calls, Qin Mu came with a chicken nest head, and he dared to be angry in the middle of the night.
"Qin Mu, if I ask you, you have to answer honestly, otherwise I will send you back to the furnace to rebuild! Turn you into a smart toilet. ”
Qin Yin's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his tone was cold and ruthless, threatening a robot viciously, which was simply mad.
Qin Mu was so frightened that he immediately stood up straight, and said with sincere fear: "Master, if you ask, I will answer truthfully." ”
If you don't say that he is a robot, no one can see it at all, because he looks no different from a real person in terms of internal structure, appearance, skin, speech and movements, etc.
Even after this system upgrade, he also has human emotions, crying, laughing, angry, and even having human body temperature.
He and his twin brother Rong Mu were both successfully developed by Qin Yin for nearly ten years, and at the same time, the artificial intelligence diagnosis and treatment system developed by Qin Yin has made great contributions to the field of medical artificial intelligence.
It's just that few people know that in addition to being a lawyer and an entrepreneur, Qin Yin is also a great scientist, an unattainable existence!
Qin Yin leaned lazily on the sofa, unbuttoned a few buttons on his chest, and under the delicate jawline, the sexy collarbone loomed.
He pinched his eyebrows as if he was a little tired, then lit a cigarette, and after taking two puffs, he asked sadly, "Am I picking the door?" ”
Qin Mu froze, not knowing how to answer.
Should he answer yes or no?
People like to hear lies, and he thinks about whether to lie or not.
If the answer is yes, what if you anger your master and tear him down?
The master is a human being, and he wants to save face.
So—
"No, master, you don't pick the door at all." Qin Mu ignored his conscience, and faced the danger of being struck by lightning, and opened his mouth in a righteous and stern manner.
"Huh?".
Qin Yin's long, narrow and cold eyes suddenly narrowed, and a terrifying momentum erupted from all around him, making Qin Mu's legs and stomach tremble in fright, and he couldn't change his words in a panic, "Pick, pick, master, you are quite picky." ”