"We found that the first batch of home-based intelligent robots put on the market will have an average of one in every ten groups of homes with varying degrees of destruction."

"What do you think caused the damage to this part of the robot?"

"We found that most of them had different degrees of trauma, including cuts, burns and punctures, and even some had partial defects."

"Is that abuse?"

"Huh, abuse?"

"These are just robots, there is no such thing as abuse."

"These household robots are used to work at home, and it is normal for them to be damaged."

"However, many surveys have found that many people are wary of the robots around them, and many people will test whether they are really non-resistant and harmless."

"So, do you use these violent means to tempt?"

"Just because they're realistic, do you want to test their authenticity?"

"However, they are always machines, artificial intelligence, not real humans."

A meeting without a conclusion, discussed endlessly in the conference hall.

Mingyou was expressing his opinion at the long table, and it could be seen that his expression was not relaxed and he was very dissatisfied with the discussion process.

"It doesn't matter if they are human or not, but they are all in the service of human beings, they should not be tortured at will because they are machines, I must suggest that those families are responsible for them, they must sign a care agreement, they are forbidden to destroy them, and if they are damaged, they should be held legally responsible!"

"Huh." Kang Keming, who was on the other side, sneered at him, "People can't guarantee the safety of their bodies, so do you have to legislate to protect robots first?" ”

"Why not?" Myeongwoo almost jumped up from his chair, "People will protect themselves, but machines won't, they will only obey orders!" ”

"Then you can develop a self-protection program." Kang Keming looked disdainful.

"There are many kinds of self-protection procedures, and if you get too close to human conditioning, it will cause a decrease in service!"

"Hehe, since you can't have both, you can only avoid the important and light. Nothing is perfect, so why bother with these little accidents? Kang Keming leaned back in his chair, looking like he was winning, "Instead of letting people hurt people, it's better to vent directly on the machine, so maybe the crime rate will drop a lot because of this?" ”

"You!" Myeong jumped up from his chair with a screeching sound as his feet rubbed against the ground.

"Alright." The man, with his back to them and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window, finally put an end to the endless discussion.

"Mr. Han......" The person sitting closest to him called out to him, a little timid.

So he finally came back to his senses, the slim black suit set off his toned figure, the three-dimensional facial features decorated his beautiful face, and a pair of silver-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his high nose, but could not block his deep eyes and sharp eyes.

"Let's end today's meeting, there's nothing to argue about." Mr. Han's voice was low, "As long as the products sold by our company are sold by our company, we have the right to ask the other party to play the responsibility of maintenance, if the damage of human factors is found, not only do you need to pay the repair fee, but the next time you buy the product, you need to pay an additional deposit." ”

"Mr. Han." Mingyou finally sat down down-to-earth, "I will immediately ask the people below to draw up the corresponding documents, and then output them together with the promotion of the product." ”

"Hmm." Mr. Han sorted out the angle of the tie, "The same group of people must record their credit scores, and they will be constrained in their future behavior. ”

"Okay." Mingyou hurriedly wrote it down.

Kang Keming was a little puzzled: "Mr. Han, but will this affect the promotion and use of our products?" ”

"Dangerous people, if you give them a glass of water, they will all break you, let alone a synthetic, high-performance product? The purpose of our robots is not to vent for dangerous people, but to serve the public. Mr. Han's eyes glanced at Kang Keming lightly, "Since you don't want to be a noble person, let them live at the bottom forever." ”

Concoming carefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his cold eyes. It wasn't until the people around Mr. Han stood up and informed everyone that everyone got up and left the conference room.

"Mingyou, you stay." Mr. Han stopped him.

"Okay, Mr. Han."

It wasn't until the entire conference room was quiet that Mr. Han walked up to Mingyou, with a smile of appreciation on his face: "Mingyou, do you know why I like you so much?" ”

"Huh?" Myeongwoo looked at Mr. Han, his smile was not so common.

"Because you're so kind and honest." Mr. Han said, "However, some people are kind and don't show it out to protect themselves, and your kindness is to be honest with others, so you can easily hurt yourself." ”

As he spoke, the smile on his face faded.

"Mr. Han, I'm just expressing my opinion." Mingyou explained, "In the current situation, I just want everyone to be fair. ”

"Hmm." Mr. Han nodded, "I'm glad to have such an employee as you in my company. After he finished speaking, he gently patted Mingyou on the shoulder and left the conference room.

Mingyou sorted out the documents on the table, which also recorded the number of the damaged robot, the damaged location and the cause, which made him feel uncomfortable. So he quickly folded it and took it out of the conference room.

On the way back to his office, he kept recalling the contradictions of the meeting, many of Concom's ideas that he could not agree with, but he was also powerless to change the prejudices that were prevalent among some people. But as long as he sits in the technical department, he can't tolerate someone treating the "soul" he gives to each robot.

"Mr. Ming, you don't seem to be very happy." As soon as he returned to the office, the secretary-type robot at the door asked him with concern, "Can you tell me about any troubles?" ”

Then she smiled.

"Thank you, I'm fine." He replied with a smile and let her go.

Mingyou locked himself in his office, and when he stepped over his chair, he could see the scenery outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him. Located on the edge of the city, it's a tranquil place to yourself. But Mingyou's heart is not so calm.

"Drop", a document came from the computer. He turned to his computer and clicked on the email, and his previous application was finally approved. So he hurriedly typed in a message and sent it.

Within a minute, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

"Mr. Ming, will the LC series be recalled?"

"Yes, all of them will be recalled, and the system will be updated before being put back to the hospital."

"Okay."

All LC robots are the first batch of intelligent robots to leave the factory, and they all have certain medical behavior settings, which can solve routine care faster and more accurately.

This time, we recalled all of them to experiment with the "emotion-driven system" on them, to see if they could perceive empathy, so that they could be more considerate of patients in future nursing work.

"Wait." Mingyou suddenly stopped the staff who was about to leave, "Notify me to reactivate when the number LC-07 is updated." ”

"Okay, Mr. Ming." The staff left the office.

Mingyou shifts his gaze back to the computer screen, "Re: Make an emotional connection with the cold world". Yes, he writes the headline, and as soon as all the robots are updated and the experiment is completed, he will publish this press release.

However, his index finger was still tapping rhythmically on the white desk, flickering and beating with the small white square box on the table. He had to think about all the work that followed, and which one he was completely sure of.

……

"I heard that your so-called emotional settings have started to be updated into the program?" Kang Keming leaned against the door of Mingyou's office, his hands in his pockets, and he didn't seem to have any intention of coming in and sitting.

"Yes." Mingyou sat in his chair and didn't intend to stand up to greet him.

"It's whimsical." Kang Keming looked disdainful and sneered, "Are you planning to fall in love with a robot?" ”

Mingyou raised his eyes to look at him and didn't answer.

And Kang Keming is even more energetic: "Your investment in this technology will only give more people a reason to attack robots, because the pain will make people more unstoppable." ”

"That's not what I envisioned." Mingyou replied, "All empathy is currently just an emotional setting, which is limited to commercial application and will not be promoted to private individuals. ”

"Huh." Kang Keming laughed, "Business scope, let the robot work in the future, do you have to exchange feelings first?" ”

"You misunderstood." Mingyou looked at him seriously, "Work is always work, they will all be taken seriously, and feelings are to make people feel more at ease." ”

"Peace of mind?" Concom's approval is not at all.

The secretary outside the door happened to pour a cup of coffee for Kang Keming: "Mr. Kang, please use it." ”

Kang Keming poured a steaming cup of coffee on her by the way, and the secretary still smiled and replied, "Mr. Kang, I'll serve you another cup." Then he turned and left.

"Look." Concum seems pleased with the results, "They don't need any emotion at all, we just need to be simple and simple." ”

Mingyou refused to answer his question with silence, after all, he was angry at such an action.

He turned around, looked out the window, and ignored him. But Concom, believing that he still had the upper hand, left the office triumphantly.

The secretary brought a second cup of coffee, but there was no one left.

"You leave your coffee behind." Mingyou said calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Ming." The secretary placed the coffee cup on his desk.

Mingyou turned his head, looked at the coffee stains on her white clothes, and asked apologetically, "Are you okay?" ”

The secretary smiled: "I'm fine, Mr. Ming, I'll go change my clothes immediately." ”

"Hmm." So the secretary left the office.

Mingyou glanced at the coffee cup on the table, and there were two sugar cubes neatly placed on the plate, but the cup just now was not.

A smile finally bloomed on Mingyou's tense face, from the bottom of his heart.