CEO's Unexpected Twins

But it didn't make her happy. Suddenly, there was a good feeling of the end of the chess game, which wasted her next time in vain.

But now that people have said so, she naturally can't say more. She politely got up and nodded: "I was supposed to accompany you, but you basically let me in the whole chess game. I should thank you."

"There is no such thing as who lets who. Since I invite you to play, I must enter some host etiquette." he gracefully extended his hand. "Please, Miss Wen."

Wen Shutong nodded at him and walked to the door: "don't send it."

After walking a few steps forward, she suddenly remembered something, with a smile on her mouth: "I still want to say that the fantasy world can't save anyone."

After that, he got on the elevator and left the teahouse without looking back,

Death narrowed his eyes slightly, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

At this time, a green light flashed somewhere under the wheelchair, and the voice of the robot came: "you have received a message that No. 3 is already on the way."

The robot usually acts as his electronic housekeeper at home and can do everything.

When he gets outside, he doesn't need an ordinary wheelchair. After adding two wheels, he can directly turn it into an electric wheelchair. It looks seamless.

"I see. Let him in through the back door." he opened his mouth with a faint look.

"Plan the route according to your past habits." the robot continues to speak and automatically takes him to the direction of the elevator to the top floor.

The top floor adopts a special encryption method, and the iris, face and fingerprint all fall down.

After entering, there is a long corridor that can be seen at a glance. The whole adopts a gloomy black tone.

At first glance, you will think it is aluminum alloy plate, but if you look carefully, you will find that there are computer screens on both sides.

But it is not the kind of screen that can only play some very retarded pictures, but has other functions.

Two minutes later, the robot spoke again and said, "someone is waiting at the door. Scan and pass the authentication."

The closed door was opened just now, and a man wearing a silver mask and a three piece suit came in.

The other party smiled before saying anything: "Hello, master, I'm number three."

He laughed as like as two peas on the last two face, sharp and sharp, with a strong and undeniable dominance.

This is death's favorite face, which is somewhat similar to himself, but more brilliant and aggressive than him.

Everyone trained by him should have the characteristics he doesn't have but wants to have.

This is clearly a man of flesh and blood, but because it is branded with a number, it looks like a higher level of artificial intelligence.

Death glanced at him up and down. In fact, there were no ups and downs. He just said faintly, "how many years have you trained and what achievements have you made?"

"Return to the master for three years." the other party opened his mouth and reported what he had done in simulating the operation of the company in the past three years.

After that, his face showed a confused look and whispered, "master, don't I imitate your voice?"

The God of death reacted later. He disguised his voice when facing Huo Yanlin and them just now.

He pinned half his hair behind his ears, and an invisible earphone appeared.

He tapped gently, a green light flashed over the wheelchair, and the robot cut off contact with the headset.

Then he spoke again as like as two peas in the voice: "no, your voice is still like that. Let me see what you should do next."

Therefore, the reason why he can change his voice without obstacles is entirely given by this artificial intelligence!

The most important thing is that even if others are so close to him and haven't heard his previous voice, they can't tell that there is a slight trace of electronic processing when he speaks.

It takes three years to cultivate one person into another. It takes a great price, not only imitation training, but also all kinds of cosmetic surgery. It costs a lot to create such a person.

If this number three is still as useless as number two, it means that he has wasted another number, which is not a good thing.

At this time, the remaining wheelchairs suddenly vibrated again, and then the screen of the whole corridor suddenly lit up: "key information, key information!"

All the news about Huo Yanlin was marked red and graded by him.

Where did he appear, or what gossip, or even the romantic affair with his wife, was classified as level C, which is not worth mentioning.

Level B represents some small changes or personnel changes in his company, which has a slight impact.

A level represents what he has done, which will affect his next plan and need to be adjusted.

The s level is a little more serious, which means that the whole plan will be destroyed.

Once there is important news beyond class A, the robot has to remind him immediately and force it to jump out of the news on any electronic screen around him.

Death frowned tightly and looked at the screen.

No. 3 next to him knew that he might have a task soon. He immediately stood by him and stared at the screen.

The picture above shows the news. Those tramps were personally sent to prison by Huo Yanlin, one by one looking very embarrassed.

The God of death didn't see the key point, so he propped his chin with one hand and was lack of interest: "you have to give an alarm for such a bad thing. Isn't it bad?"

"Has the blog post 'Huo Yanlin abused tramps and Ruihe company lacks humanistic spirit' been compiled and sent out?" he continued.

As long as he sets the title with key people and content, AI can find most of the documents in the vast smoke, then piece together an article and send it directly to the bound account.

It's very easy. When the front foot journalists were still taking videos and photos and thinking about how to upload them, death had finished these things.

The AI who replaced the wheelchair immediately replied to him mechanically and flatly: "it has been completed."

"That's why you..." before death finished, he suddenly heard the voice on the news.

"The robots of Ruihe technology branch can find another way to find the information of vagrants, and highly realize humanistic care!"

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he immediately looked at it with vigilance.

"How could it be? How could it be like this? How did he do it?" the voice of death was out of control for a moment.

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