The two of them were almost drunk, and Mingyou was ready to go back to the hotel to rest. Luo Xin didn't have anything to do, so he walked back slowly with him.

"I remember the night I drank with you for the first time, we also came here together, and we walked back like this after drinking, remember?" Luo Xin recalled.

"Yes." Mingyou smiled faintly, "I vomited all the way at that time. ”

"Hahaha" Luo Xin laughed, "I've never seen a person who is drunk and talks so much, and he talks while spitting!" ”

"yes." A hint of sadness gradually appeared in Mingyou's smile, "Only you can let me say all the words that have been held in my heart for so many years." ”

Luo Xin saw it in his eyes, and he put his hand on Mingyou's shoulder: "The past is gone, and your current road is what you have to finish seriously." ”

But Mingyou suddenly hesitated.

"Don't hesitate, the past is the past, you are facing the future now, what else can't you let go?" Luo Xin stared at him, "If you feel pity, then work hard, create a time machine, and find all the unforgettable people!" ”

Mingyou stared at Luo Xin, he knew that Luo Xin was just joking, but he couldn't calm down in his heart at all.

"Okay, don't think about it, what I said is also something unrealistic, I'll take it back." Luo Xin patted him on the shoulder.

"Doctor Luo......" Mingyou stopped, and stopped talking under the dark street lamp.

"What's wrong?"

"Our company has promoted the first batch of service robots in GL Hospital."

"Hmm." Luo Xin nodded, indicating that this was expected.

"But I have an idea, and I want to set up an emotional communication system for them." Mingyou looked at Luo Xin expectantly, hoping that he could give him an affirmation.

"Emotions?" Unexpectedly, Luo Xin was surprised, "How did you think of this?" ”

"I don't know, I thought of it suddenly."

Luo Xin said that he couldn't understand it, but he didn't directly criticize him: "Do you want humans to have feelings for machines, or do you want machines to have feelings for humans?" ”

"I ...... I haven't thought about it that much. Mingyou blinked, "I just want to build a bridge between them where they can understand each other." ”

Luo Xin took a deep breath and slowly spit it out. He frowned unconsciously and replied to him: "I don't object to you doing development research, but I hope you can think a little more, whether it is its use or the contradictions that will arise in the face of society." ”

Mingyou nodded and listened carefully: "I understand." ”

"It's not early, let's go back and rest."

In the end, Luo Xin still sent him away and ended the conversation.

……

Early the next morning, Mingyou was awakened by the sound of birds chirping outside the window, a sound he hadn't heard in all the years of living in the city, so pleasant.

When he was ready to go downstairs, the innkeeper was the only one in the hall watching the morning news intently.

"Mingyou, I'll burn some porridge in the morning, you can eat some as you like."

"Okay." Mingyou replied.

At this time, the proprietress turned off the TV, looked at Mingyou and said with a smile: "Your car is not easy to look at." ”

"Well, our company's products are being promoted." Mingyou drank the porridge and replied.

"That must be expensive, right?"

Mingyou smiled and didn't answer.

"I knew it had to be expensive." The proprietress walked up to him and sat down, "I heard that many people in your city have bought robots at home and are responsible for the work?" ”

Mingyou glanced at the proprietress and sure enough, she liked to watch the news very much, and she knew more than the average person.

"Not a lot, because of the price, just a part of the people."

"Ahh The proprietress clapped her hands, "Your company is amazing!" Then you must be able to make a lot of money, right? ”

Mingyou put down his job: "It's okay, but I'm also very busy." ”

"It's good to be busy, young people are busy, and old people have spare money." The proprietress smiled and said, "You see, the most valuable thing here is this small hotel, but unfortunately no one is here now, and it can't hold on." ”

Mingyou continued to eat, wanting to finish it quickly.

"You see, if I leave this house, I will have nothing, and now no one will come and buy a house here." The proprietress sighed, "In the past, people thought that a house represented money, but you see that a house of my size is just a pile of bricks if no one buys it." ”

Mingyou ate with his head bored and did not respond.

"It's still every inch of land in the city!"

"Actually, it's not very good in the city." Mingyou replied softly, "Everyone lives like sardines, but it's just bright on the surface. ”

"It's different, it's different." The proprietress waved her hand, "Look at Helong, there are mountains and rivers, the air is good, the scenery is good, but there is no one left." There's a prison outside, a mental hospital inside, who wants to live here! ”

Mingyou put down the bowl.

"What's wrong?" The proprietress asked, "Do you want more?" ”

"No need." Mingyou smiled politely.

"Don't be polite to me." The proprietress laughed, "I'll just sleep with you, I've been here alone, it's boring." ”

"Understood."

"Mingyou." The proprietress suddenly became serious and looked at him well, "As for me, I won't leave here very much, and I don't have the capital to live in the city." ”

Mingyou listened carefully, and felt that what she was saying now should be from the bottom of her heart.

"But I have a daughter." She said silently, "She's still young, she's not sensible yet, she can't waste time here with me, are you willing to take her to the city?" ”

"Huh?" Mingyou looked at her in surprise.

The proprietress smiled awkwardly, took out a card from her pocket and put it on the table: "Mingyou, I only have these savings, you can take her away." ”

"No, no." Mingyou pushed the card to the proprietress and said, "I can't ask for it." ”

"Take it, Mingyou!" The proprietress continued to push and shove with him, until a little girl suddenly appeared outside the door and laughed.

"Hahaha, what are you doing?"

"Ahsan!" The old bridesmaid stopped and stood up, "Come on in." ”

Mingyou looked at the little girl in front of him, thirteen or fourteen years old, she looked very dexterous, and the smile on her face was very cute.

"Mingyou, you haven't seen my daughter, Ahsan."

Mingyou also stood up and nodded.

But this little girl was very eccentric, and she noticed the bank card on the table, then raised her head and asked, "Mom, are you planning to sell me again?" ”

The proprietress was asked by her, and she was stunned and didn't know what to answer.

But when he said this, there was no sad expression on Ahsan's face, I don't know if he was used to it, or if he was joking.

"No, no." The hostess hastened to explain.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to stay here." After Ahsan finished speaking, he ran out of the door again.

"Ahsan!" The proprietress didn't have time to chase her, so she had to respond to Mingyou embarrassedly, "She's like this, she doesn't understand." ”

"It's fine." Mingyou smiled back.

The proprietress was a little embarrassed, and she didn't know how to continue talking, so she wiped her palm on her pants: "That...... When you're done, you can put it away, and I'll clean it up later. ”

"Good ......"

Myeongwoo replied, and then went upstairs.

He sat on the edge of his bed, looking out the window at the lush trees and the mountains in the distance, and regretted that the comfortable life here had lost its appeal to the locals.

The mobile phone in his pocket kept vibrating, and he took out his mobile phone, and it had only been two days since he left the company, and his mailbox was already full of documents, and he had time to check it.

He adjusted his mood and began to look through the papers, it seemed that the vacation was about to end early.

……

When Myeongwoo returned to the company, he gathered everyone in the department to have a meeting.

He looked through the documents he had prepared and found that all the CL robots had been recovered and were waiting to be installed in the company's operation room.

The conference room was already full, just waiting for Mingyou to appear.

He glanced at everyone, then turned sideways and asked the secretary, "Isn't Mr. Han coming?" ”

The secretary responded: "Mr. Han said that he supports your work arrangement, so he will not come to participate." After listening to her words, Mingyou took a deep breath, he was very grateful for Mr. Han's support, and it seemed that he really had to do this well.

Myeongwoo returned to his chair, turned on the projection, and began to talk about his plan.

“…… In everyone's memory, a robot is just a tool, it helps us to do all kinds of work, we just need to issue commands, they receive and then execute. However, with the continuous development of society at present, what many people lack is communication. ”

Myeongwoo pressed a button, revealing his title: Emotional Connection with the Cold World.

"Equipping robots with emotional settings will in many senses be our best listeners, because there is no betrayal in the machine, it serves its own master, and it can keep secrets better. That is to say, in the future promotion, our emotional robots will empathize, think, convey suggestions and comfort the role......"

Mingyou said, expressing the meaning of connection with his crossed hands.

Therefore, they will not only be laborers in the future, but also listeners and companions. I believe that the 'escort' robot will bring different feelings to everyone, make the relationship more intimate, and on the other hand, reduce their destruction rate more effectively......"

"Mr. Ming, I have a question." A man raised his hand and interrupted him.

Mingyou asked him to make his point clear.

"Do you know most of the attitudes of modern people towards robots?" He asked, "Many people can even abandon their families, let alone a machine?" ”

Mingyou was stunned for a moment and looked at him.

The people around him also began to discuss in a whisper.

"Mr. Ming, I'm not against your project, but I think that if a machine has feelings, if it is abandoned, what will it do? Will it be as sad as humans? ”

Mingyou glanced at the secretary standing in the corner, and the smile on her originally smiling face had lost her smile, until she felt Mingyou's gaze and quickly put on a smile again.

At this moment, he was a little embarrassed.

"The question ......"

"That's not a problem." Another person suddenly spoke, interrupting Mingyou's words, as if to relieve him, "After all, they are all robots, and they have lost a master, so they can be updated and replaced by another master." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Isn't recycling also a cost-saving thing for us?"

Mingyou sat down slowly, listening to them continue to discuss these issues, and suddenly realized that he didn't think so much, he really just wanted to establish an emotional connection, but this still didn't mean that there would be no harm and no departure.

"No, my idea is to sign an agreement that escort robots are not allowed to be harmed and abandoned."

Everyone was suddenly dumbfounded, then looked at each other, and then a more heated discussion erupted.