"There are a lot of surveys that have found that as the fertility rate in cities continues to decline, their desire to have a robot child is also increasing."

In another collective meeting, Concoming made such a point for the first time.

"Since our intelligent robots have achieved good results in the service industry, why don't we take advantage of the victory to pursue and solve the current social problem?"

"But it's not morally necessary to give birth, is it?"

"What will happen to this robot if they do have a baby?"

Listening to everyone's remarks, Kang Keming glanced at Mingyou on the other side, he seemed to be still thinking about something, and he didn't intend to compete with him.

"These robot children have to have more emotions to establish an emotional connection with their parents, as opposed to a single emotion, which is more technically complex."

"But again, the more feelings you have, the more painful it is to lose."

"Then we can also do the corresponding recycling, and we can sell it again after resetting."

"Do you think it's appropriate? Everyone met on the street, this child was my family last year, and this year it will become someone else's? ”

"Is it okay to change your face? It's better than rebuilding a robot, right? ”

"Haha, I think this project may be big from time to time."

Kang Keming listened to everyone's discussion every word, and seemed to be biased towards his proposal, so he looked at Mingyou proudly, waiting for his different opinions, he knew that his silence at the moment must be brewing something, but he was not ready.

"Excuse me, Mr. Kang." Mingyou finally spoke, "Before this idea, have you done the corresponding social research, do these families want to adopt or prepare to adopt?" ”

Mingyou's question satisfied Concom, and it was indeed what he wanted.

"Nope."

Concomic replied firmly, much to the surprise of everyone else. This is not like Mr. Kang's style, he should be ready for everything to make such a proposal.

"So, Mr. Kang, how can you be sure that these families will be willing to adopt a child, let alone a robot child?"

"So Mr. Ming decided to upgrade the service robot to emotion, does he think that the public is willing to accept a waiter with feelings?" Concomic asked.

"Emotional exchange is also part of social service."

"Then this child can also become a part of society." "They can also be service-oriented, after all, they are also serving the family. ”

"However, they are not born in the same nature." Mingyou replied, "Since it is a child of the family, then the emotional component must be more demanding than the service. ”

"yes, yes." "But it all depends on attitude." ”

"Attitude?" Mingyou didn't react for a moment and looked at him.

"Yes, depending on what you think of them, if you think they're just robots, then service is number one; If they are treated as human beings, then the problem is huge, and the corresponding responsibilities and laws have to be established one by one. ”

Everyone around the table began to whisper.

"But, Mr. Ming, we are a company, and the company is for profit, and since you have successfully launched the first step, then this second step is bound to come into being."

Mingyou looked at Kang Keming, only feeling that his face was still normal at the moment, but his heartbeat no longer allowed him to calm down.

"Even if I don't do the research, there will be a market for the product launch. Although we are only talking about a 'child' today, maybe after the launch, there will be a greater demand in the market, in terms of 'couples' or 'special services'? ”

Kang Keming's words caused a larger discussion, and he noticed Mingyou's unconsciously clenched fists.

"I should thank Mr. Ming for his research on emotional settings, which has helped us broaden a lot of new ideas, and suddenly our career goals have increased a lot, and it seems that the prospects of our company are limitless!"

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his remarks, a cup flew towards him, hitting him in the forehead.

Before anyone noticed what was going on, Mingyou had already left his seat, picked Kang Keming up from his chair, and pressed him to the conference table. Seeing that Kang Keming, who didn't react, was pressed on the table, his face was already red, and everyone wanted to pull Mingyou away, but no one persuaded him.

Mingyou couldn't hear what everyone was saying around him, and he couldn't see what the people around him were doing, he just saw Kang Keming at the conference table, his expression was painful, and his hands kept patting the table.

The sound of "bang bang" attracted people outside the door, and everyone rushed into the conference room together.

"Mr. Ming?"

"Mr. Ming?"

A female voice called out to him, then pulled him away, and everything that followed, he suddenly lost his memory completely, and by the time he was fully conscious, he was already sitting in his office, looking at the computer screen that had gone black.

"Mr. Ming."

The voice called him again, and he slowly looked up and saw the secretary standing in front of him.

"Ella, what's wrong?"

The secretary was obviously a little worried, and looked at him without smiling as he should be: "Mr. Ming, Mr. Han is looking for you." ”

"Oh......" Mingyou replied silently.

The secretary looked at him: "Mr. Ming, how are you now?" I'm worried about you. ”

Mingyou listened to her words, raised his head, and smiled: "Thank you, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

With that, he got up and prepared to go to Mr. Han's office.

Mr. Han's office is on the top of the building, with windows with the best view of the city in the distance, and also enjoy the recent sunlight.

When he walked into the office, a melodious classical music echoed softly, and it was very pleasant to be accompanied by such daylight.

But in the other corner, Kang Keming, who was sitting on the sofa, was not so comfortable, but kept rubbing his neck, and there were still reddish-purple marks on it. When he saw Mingyou come in, he couldn't help but shudder, and then turned away, not looking directly at him.

"Mr. Han, is there anything wrong?"

Mr. Han turned his back to him, looked at the scene outside the window, and then said, "Mingyou, come and have a look." ”

Mingyou stepped forward and stood side by side with him, and outside the window of this perspective was the bustling city at the foot of the mountain.

"Does the city we live in look like another world?" "The trees of the mountains are like a barrier that completely separates us from the hustle and bustle of the city, and every day we are here, it's like looking at a miniature city in a glass ball, watching the cars and people in it move constantly." And these houses have been there from light to dark, from high to low, allowing people to come and go, unmoved. ”

Mingyou listened to his words and looked out the window at the city.

After living here for more than ten years, he had never observed it so quietly and carefully as he did today, only to realize that the city was so alien to him. And the memory of myself seems to be still in that gloomy town, and I haven't even felt the warmth of the sun shining on my body.

"I noticed you when you first came to the company." Mr. Han turned sideways and looked at Mingyou, "You are not good at words, but you are careful and serious in your work, you are gentle with everyone, but you also have your own attitude." ”

"Mr. Han, you have won the prize." Mingyou was a little embarrassed.

"It's your merit, I have to say it." Mr. Han glanced at Kang Keming behind him, "But I was indeed a little surprised by today's incident." ”

Mingyou looked at Kang Keming, still immersed in the grievances of the victim, and didn't say a word, which was really different from his usual domineering.

But Mingyou looked at the injuries on his body, and the only impression was that he was pressed down on the conference table, and he couldn't remember the rest.

"Mr. Han, we are all a little excited about today's meeting." Mingyou recalled some details, and he and Kang Keming had some disagreements at the meeting.

"Excited?" Concomic finally couldn't sit still, "Don't be excited, you're a murder!" ”

His tone was too straight, and Mr. Han waved his hand at him, signaling him not to do that. Kang Keming naturally listened to Mr. Han very much and continued to sit down.

"Mingyou, I know that you have always been very concerned about your design, and I also know that you are under a lot of pressure these days, so I suggest you take a week off and heal your injuries by the way."

Mingyou touched the gauze on his forehead, in fact, he didn't feel any pain anymore: "Mr. Han, this is just a small injury, and it doesn't affect my work." ”

"No, that's not my focus." Mr. Han looked at him, "You need to rest well before you can devote yourself to the next step." ”

"Mr. Han?" Mingyou looked at him incomprehensibly.

"Mingyou, we are a company, and I appreciate your focus on the product, but for the company to grow, there must be more projects to expand."

"Mr. Han, haven't we already planned to produce more service robots to put on the market?"

"Yes." Mr. Han's eyes were firm, "But service-oriented is only one type, not all. ”

Mingyou looked at Mr. Han blankly, could it be that he also supported Kang Keming?

"Mingyou, I said you are a very kind person." Mr. Han patted him on the shoulder, "But there must be a limit to your kindness, not everyone and everything you have to be kind." ”

"No, it's not." Mingyou wanted to explain his thoughts, but his mind went blank.

"Mingyou, you take a break for a while, and then tell me what you think, okay?"

Mr. Han reassured him and then asked him to leave the office.

Although he has a lot of ideas in his heart at the moment, he can't talk about it, such a robot is what he wants to produce, and it is what he wants to change. But what was his reasoning, and what motivated him to do so? He was suddenly at a loss for what to do.

And when he passively left Mr. Han's office, those messy memories suddenly appeared in his mind again, with a faint pain to remember the appearance of Lin Yan and He Qing in his memory, as if they had always been by Qingtan Lake, and the weather had always been like that, just like that night's dream, it was as sudden as that night's dream, and it couldn't be dispersed.