The National Director is Mr. Perfect

"What is your mission?"

"Help Dad Mo Chaoyang complete various data tasks."

"What is the main aspect?"

"NPC intelligence research."

"Are there any data for me to see?"

"You don't have permission, don't show it to you!"

The two people asked and answered, and Lan Lan answered very quickly, hearing the last point, it seemed a little wary.

The two small bean-like eyes on the screen stared at Fan Ming with some caution.

Fan Ming's heart was shocked, mainly because of the blue expression, which is too personified!

Being able to answer questions so quickly indicates that its intelligence has reached one aspect.

Fan Ming couldn't believe it, he looked at Mo Chaoyang: "You made this blue color?"

Mo Chaoyang didn't take credit either: "I created it after analyzing the software language based on the program that Junci gave me."

"Jun porcelain?"

"Well, senior, you didn’t come back. You don’t know that Junci is a student who just entered this year. The college entrance examination score is 749 points in the history of the South. As I said, he has a particularly well-known name on the Internet, called Emperor."

"emperor?"

Fan Ming was even more confused.

He stayed in the institute for a few months, and he didn't pay much attention to the ups and downs outside.

"It's fine if you don't know." Mo Chaoyang smiled: "You only need to know that he is the new school grass of our school, and he is more handsome than Mr. Jiang."

Fan Ming: "..."

He paused, feeling that he had many questions in his heart, but he couldn't ask them one by one.

However, there is still time.

He became completely interested in this blue, and asked: "Lan said I don't have permission, can I stay for a day and see the data flow of your production?"

Mo Chaoyang hesitated and looked at Fu Ziyan next to him.

Fu Ziyan didn’t see it. At this moment, Lan Lan suddenly said again: “Eh, Eh, it’s not good. According to the regulations, you cannot get the common language of Han Quan, Mo Chaoyang, and Fu Ziyan, and you cannot open it to outsiders. Permission, otherwise Blue will close all research data~!"

The leader is Lan Lan's name for the three of them. Although she usually calls Mo Chaoyang to call her father, she only calls it that way when she needs a command to open some special permissions.

Lan Lan's words were so cute that Mo Chaoyang smiled awkwardly and looked at Han Quan and Fu Ziyan: "Can you agree?"

"I can't decide."

Fu Ziyan stood up, holding the book and said: "You can tell Master Porcelain first, she agrees. My college is about to start classes, I will leave first."

After all, technology needs to be kept secret.

This research was brought out by Junci from the beginning, and it must be highly confidential. Now it has begun to implement hierarchical management.

The highest authority is Guru, these people don't know, Lan Lan takes orders from Guru.

On the surface, the three of them must jointly issue commands to control Lan Lan to do some core things.

And Fu Ziyan and Han Quan...

Listen to the porcelain.

Mo Chaoyang can also understand. After all, things belong to Junci. It is impossible to show him straightforwardly because Fan Ming is the president. Junci said at first that only the three of them can participate in this artificial intelligence development.

When he was about to tell Fan Ming, Fan Ming waved his hand: "In this case, I might as well go find this Junci myself. I am very interested in her being able to come up with such a program software, and it will save you from embarrassment.