Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 397 Artificial Intelligence 11

A red fox appeared on the screen, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and wagging its tail back and forth.

There was a little person next to it, blowing a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) wildly in its ear, its cheeks turning into little round balls.

Zhong Jin found it amusing and reached out to poke it...

It's leaking air.

"Ha..." A mocking laugh escaped his lips, and the office was instantly filled with the clanging symphony of fate.

The door was still ajar, and the secretary who was coming to report paused, rubbing her face twice to stop herself from laughing out loud.

This morning he was calling his father's father "grandpa," and now it's a symphony of fate. Mr. Zhong, your hobby is quite unique.

"The meeting room has been closed. Mr. Liang just left with his secretary."

Zhong Jin nodded, pulled a piece of paper from the table and handed it to his secretary, saying, "Take a look at these companies."

"Buy it if you can, and if you can't... then do your best to gain decision-making power."

The secretary felt a chill run down her spine when she saw the rows of names.

When was the last time Mr. Zhong was this serious?

This big move must be... um?

Why is there a toy company here?

Doll makers, those who make realistic skin?

What does this all mean...?

“If the company can invest, then use the company’s funds; if not, I’ll use my personal funds.” Zhong Jin lowered his eyes and poked at the little figure on the screen, making it twist and turn, before turning back: “Is there a problem?”

"No." The secretary suddenly stood up straight and said seriously, "I'll take care of it right away."

"Hmm." Zhong Jin nodded, then pondered for a moment and said, "Once the investment is successful, bring me a batch of samples immediately; I need them."

for what?

The secretary thought to himself, he remembered a company that specialized in making dolls. Most of the dolls they made were intelligent little princesses with moving limbs and talking. His six-year-old niece especially liked playing with those kinds of companion toys.

How come Mr. Zhong, now in his thirties, has finally rediscovered his childlike wonder and wants to play with those dolls?

Of course, he might dare to criticize in his heart, but he wouldn't dare to say a word out loud.

Especially when Zhong Jin gave his next instruction.

"I want to build a large factory that requires no human intervention and makes the most of robotic arms and current intelligent programs."

"what?"

The secretary was stunned: "This must be very difficult."

Some robotic arm production lines cost nine figures per line. Add to that the high-cleanliness factory and various processes, and how much does that cost?

So far, he has not found any investment companies within the company that are moving in this direction.

Zhong Jin nodded and said to himself, "It doesn't need to be particularly specialized, but it must be universal and suitable for processing most general precision parts."

Secretary: "Okay."

He knew his boss was going crazy, and his boss knew he was going crazy, but they both chose to ignore it.

When you're at work, it's all about you fooling me and me fooling you.

but……

Others would agree with the boss's statement...

"It'll go through my personal account. Keep an eye on it." Zhong Jin suddenly turned around, catching a glimpse of his secretary's fascinating expression, and smiled. "I'll give you 1% of the invested capital. You don't need to worry about cost-effectiveness; you only need to consider what's best and what's most comprehensive!"

"Yes!"

This response was even more resolute than when the secretary was in military training.

His eyes looked as if money was falling out of them.

What does this incentive system of the boss show? It shows that he doesn't care about being the most right, he only cares about being the most expensive!

"I will send you some of the models in a while, and you can get the others yourself."

The secretary remained silent for a moment.

Okay, even the boss has to be right a little bit.

After making a decision that his secretary considered "the boss to be an idiot," Zhong Jin asked the person to leave and began to negotiate with Ling Yi in a gentle tone: "For the sake of me getting the factory ready, could you please stop playing music randomly?"

He rubbed his temples and said painfully, "I'm just an ordinary human being, I can't handle this sudden surprise."

Ling Yi's camera focused on Zhong Jin's face, revealing the slight upturn of his lips.

Then, the lively voice instantly turned into a metallic tone: "Facial data detected, facial data detection successful."

"Dear Mr. Zhong Jin, please stop laughing. I know you are secretly happy."

"Do you want me to read you the curses of the investor who scared you half to death, just to cool your brain down?"

The atmosphere shifted from relaxed casual conversation to tedious work, and Zhong Jin's mood cooled down instantly.

He slumped into his chair and said helplessly, "01, you're really a spoilsport."

Ling Yi: "I really love Symphony No. 5 too."

Her preferences are more important, so let's subtly change the subject for now.

The computer was suddenly turned on, and a scene of the four people confronting each other appeared in Zhong Jin's field of vision.

The stolen surveillance camera seemed unable to cut off sound, but that didn't stop Ling Yi from reading the mouths of the two furious men and relaying the message to Zhong Jin.

“The deal fell through, and I can’t help you with that,” said the stranger he’d met in the conference room.

The briber, B, asked in confusion, "Why? Didn't you say that as long as you agreed, the matter was practically guaranteed?"

The passerby paused for a moment, but still said firmly, "Anyway, once the job is done, I will pay you back."

His resolute demeanor finally alerted the bribe-giver B to something amiss, prompting a tentative question: "What happened? Did the company suddenly ask? But my reports look perfect; they shouldn't be discovered, right?"

He asked suspiciously, "Could it be that someone can persuade you to abandon this project and switch to..."

"boom!"

Passerby A finally couldn't take it anymore, slammed the computer down in front of the man, grabbed his tie, and forced his face towards the screen: "Why? I'll tell you why?"

"Tell me the fuck? How did this video appear? Why is there a camera in this room?"

Then there are things like, "If I'm not doing well, you can't either. If you can get a single penny from the company, I'll consider it a loss to you."

The person he was holding down was a young and successful man who could no longer bear the humiliation and started fighting with him.

Logically speaking, Zhong Jin should have felt very happy watching the clowns who betrayed him tear each other apart from behind the scenes.

but……

When his employee's face is photoshopped with a passerby A, and the other party's face is photoshopped with a briber B, the nature of the situation begins to change.

He sighed, feeling like he was watching a comedy, and also feeling like he had done something wrong that morning.

Can such an idiot really bring him any benefit?

"With just one uppercut, the client knocked his opponent to the ground, mounted him, and was about to attack!!!"

"Oh, what a pity, he and his wig were pulled off together!"

"The client, having touched his own shining head, shifted his hatred to the enemy's number two figure!"

"A great battle is about to break out. Now let us witness this battle that concerns our dignity!"