Kolev never imagined that his life would be so easy.

Oh yes, now his name is 'Machiru Hatton', and he is a well-known rich man in the Custard Federation, and he is thinking about how to invest in some young people with ideals and start some new industries that can still count money after retirement.

The first rays of the morning sun, through the cracks in the curtains, spread on Kolev's old face, giving his well-slept brain a signal that it could wake up.

When you open your eyes, you will see the ceiling covered by a nautical painting of a starry sky.

The two maids in the corner left their charging stations.

They have fair and delicate skin, bright eyes, and limbs that are dexterous and human, the only difference is that their knees and elbows are four joint points, which are forced by law to give silver-white alloy knobs to increase the difference between high-fidelity robots and humans.

Although this always makes some mechanical control more exciting.

Except for the four alloy knobs, everything about them is like a real person. Even, when their soft little hands come into contact with a single man, they will wait for an opportunity to trigger the shyness program, and then glance at the man suggestively.

These are all hidden programs of high-end maid robots.

The main purpose of manufacturers to set up such programs is to get single men to pay for them and upgrade them to more upscale fully adaptable companion robots.

And when the male owner begins to upgrade, these companion robots will constantly hint that their breasts can be bigger and softer, and their waists can be thinner and more elastic, and step by step empty the male owner's wallet.

Even, they will have a comparison program, a jealousy program, and an emotional index judgment program, requiring the male owner to constantly upgrade the components for them, and change them to a better positive brain, softer and younger skin...... Wait a minute.

It's a bottomless pit.

The wise Kolev will not fall for them.

Kolev stretched his waist and stood up, his hands outstretched, and the two maid robots were busy standing up and squatting down to help their master clean his face and change clothes.

Later, Kolev stepped on the soft leather carpet, left the bedroom of more than 100 square meters, which displayed various industrial decorations, and admired the same self-portraits in the corridor.

The cleaning robot bows its head in greeting.

The housekeeper robot not far away was already holding the network access terminal in his hand, ready to report on the manor.

Kolev strolled to the elevator and up to the fitness area on the third floor of the villa. He took off his shirt under the service of the maid robot, lay down on the microelectronic massage chair, let the magnetic field and current activate his muscle fibers, and was sent to the warm swimming pool by the conveyor belt of the massage chair, floating freely with the music, and entering the comprehensive detector.

By the time Kolev had stretched his waist and sat up, he had already left the semi-solid pool, took the soft coat from the maid's hand, and sat down on the gravity-defying sofa that could move freely around the castle, bathing in the warm stellar light by the window, and taking a look at his health report.

"That's life."

Kolev muttered to himself, lit a cigar, and began to puff into the clouds.

"It's just a little boring."

"My esteemed master," the butler's metallic bass sounded, "and there are several young men with brilliant ideas waiting for your summons. ”

"Is there any message in my mailbox three?"

"No, master."

"Oh, well, my daughter still doesn't seem to want to come," Kolev shrugged, resting his legs on the coffee table, "let them in, they're all guys who want to get money from me, don't be too polite to them." ”

"You are such a great philanthropist," said the butler with a smile.

Kolev scolded: "Fuck off! I'm an investor! I want to be a black-hearted capitalist! ”

"Good master, you are a great black-hearted capitalist!" The butler said impassionedly.

"That's a lot easier to say."

Kolev snapped his fingers, and the butler immediately possessed him, and with his big alloy hand, he caught the cigar butt in Kolev's hand.

"How long have I been buying you?" Kolev asked.

"We've been working with you for seven months."

"Seven months," Kolev muttered to himself, "it's been eight months since I was separated from that bastard, oh, old man's time, how fast it flies." ”

The butler chimed in: "Yes master, time flies so fast...... The guest arrived, the host. ”

Kolev nodded, suppressing his thoughts, his palm covering the ball-shaped button, and the couch spun around on its own.

Several young men and women stood nervously in the empty room, and when they saw Kolev, some of them greeted him unneatly.

"Hello, Mr. Hatton."

"Hello," Kolev smiled and raised an eyebrow, glancing at the bespectacled young girl with cute freckles before turning his gaze to their leader.

It was a tall, thin young man with a burning ambition in his eyes.

Kolev looked at the young man a few more times, and at first glance, he felt that the young man was somewhat similar to the guy, which made Kolev feel a little more fond of him.

"Let's go, you have five minutes," Kolev laughed, "whether you can cheat me out of an angel investment of 500,000 Kascots depends on whether you can be clever with your mouth." ”

Several young people suddenly became more nervous.

The man who took the lead frowned and said: "Dear Mr. Hatton, we are not cheating money, we have brought a product that has been developed by the group for three years, this is definitely an epoch-making product, and it can set off a huge wave in the field of accompanying robots!" ”

Kolev leisurely picked up the warm tea on the side and began to suck.

The butler in a crisp tuxedo on the side tapped his chest, and a green countdown appeared on his chest.

"Okay! Hurry! ”

The young man in the lead turned his head and urged, and several people quickly divided their labor, took out a few instruments in their backpacks, tinkered with them for half a minute, made a projection screen, and opened a graphic display interface.

"Our product concept is to identify the market segment of companion robots, grasp the market defects, work hard, and work hard! Do what no other manufacturer has ever done! That's the opportunity!

"Based on this, we now solemnly promote to you that we have completed the third phase of the line construction and simulation experiments.

"Son robot!"

Burst!

Kolev turned his head and squirted out a mouthful of hot tea, and a maid hurriedly stepped forward, gently wiped the corners of Kolev's mouth, and winked at Kolev.

"What's that?" Kolev frowned tightly, "Son robot? ”

"Yes sir!"

The young man in charge pushed his glasses and was breathing a little short.

"Nowadays, aging is still a serious problem faced by galactic countries, and only the Sherman Empire has forced birth laws, and countries pursue IVF public maintenance regulations, which undoubtedly brings huge pressure to the whole society to provide for the elderly.

"Who will meet the emotional needs of the lonely and widowed elderly?

"The answer is our product – Son Robot!"

Kolev's eyes were a little glazed.

The young speaker was even more excited, eager to stuff the speech in his head directly into the head of this angel investor.

"There are three main features of our products, which are also the three major profit points.

"First, the age is upgraded.

"In our planning, the robot is divided into five stages: infancy, childhood, adolescence, youth, and middle-aged, and guests can directly purchase a complete package, then he can enjoy the product experience of taking care of this robot from a small north nose.

"It is also possible to start with an infant, but after a few years it is mandatory to purchase a childhood service.

"Of course, at this stage, our robots cannot grow directly, but we can develop these five specifications of robots, reuse is definitely not a problem, and in the past few years, we can only produce infant robots, and then childhood, adolescence, and then give them a trade-in activity, infant robots only need to add a part of the money, can be exchanged for childhood robots, which ensures our secondary profit!

"Second, the pocket money system.

"We are in line with the principle that the robot is your son, and we advance and retreat with the product, and our customer service and maintenance personnel can also be your son......"

"Hey! Hey! ”

Kolev interrupted the other party's gushing speech and frowned: "Can I ask you a question?" ”

"Of course," the young speaker swallowed nervously.

"Did you know that there is such an institution as a social welfare institution?"

"Yes sir, I know."

Kolev was puzzled: "If it is to satisfy the emotions of care and companionship, why don't I adopt a child to take care of?" ”

The young man said seriously: "This is a different gentleman, young people will leave the old man when they grow up." ”

"What do you think is the difference between this and them?" Kolev asked, pointing to the maid robot.

"You didn't invest in her fatherly love, sir."

"So how can I invest fatherly love in your products?"

"This ......"

"Get out," Kolev waved his hand in disappointment, "please study the local ethics regulations thoroughly, and then determine the direction in which you want to develop!" This thing can't be marketed, trust me! ”

"Mr. Hatton!"

Several strong and fat guards rushed in, covered the mouths of these young people, and dragged them out of the living room.

Kolev watched these young people being kicked out of his estate, and his face was speechless: "Today's young people can't even cheat an old man out of money." ”

"I think they're pretty creative, I might need a son like that," the robot butler said with a smile, "Master, have you ever been cheated out of money?" ”

"Of course," Kolev sighed faintly, "It's also a young man, and with a few words, he defrauded me of assets worth fifteen million, and then caused nearly 100 million losses." ”

"Wow, that's a big liar! You should call the police! ”

"Call the police?" Kolev smiled wryly, "I don't even know where he went. ”

The robot butler opened his mouth: "Master ......"

Along with the maid robot beside him, his eyes suddenly lost their light, his head slowly lowered, and the ring on the back of his neck began to flicker slightly, which was a sign of standby.

Kolev, however, fell into the memory and muttered:

Later, with a few words, he collapsed my assets of more than 100 million.

"Even when my daughter learned the news of his accident, she was sad for him and shed tears, and he almost deceived my daughter's heart, oh, he ...... What's wrong with you guys? ”

Kolev looked up at his butler and maid.

He jerked up, reached into the gap behind the couch, and pulled out a pistol.

In the manor, several guard-type robots that were rushing back also stopped and lowered their heads, and the two gardener robots were in a similar situation, and several patrolling mechanical dogs were on standby at the same time.

The lights in the living room flickered softly.

Kolev's eyes narrowed slightly.

He's been invaded?

Is it the revenge of those young people?

Oh, hehehe, then they chose the wrong person!

"Uh-huh~"

There was a humming sound in the hallway.

Kolev jumped nimbly, grabbed his laser pistol and rushed to the door of the parlor, holding his breath, his Adam's apple shaking up and down, calculating the distance between the hummer and himself.

Like Hanton taught, count a few counts.

III.2...... One!

Kolev jumped out like an old cheetah, opened the safety bolt with the laser gun in his hand, and yelled to the left: "Don't move! Ha ha! Scratch...... Belch. ”

Empty.

Click.

An icy barrel pressed against Kolev's neck.

"Oh! Don't shoot! Oh! ”

Kolev immediately raised his hands in the air: "I swear, I was a little rude just now, I shouldn't have rejected your ideas, it's always good for young people to have ideals, I can invest in you." ”

The person behind it smiled: "Invest in that son robot? ”

This voice?

Kolev was stunned, and then his whole body trembled slightly.

This familiar, damned, young man's voice!

Hanton!