Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Shangguanyun insisted on his principle very much, "Really don't!"

"That's OK." Huo Yao nodded, "Sister respects your meaning, anyway, the robot is useless to you."

"Well, why do I want a robot..." Shangguanyun nodded his head subconsciously, but soon he reacted, his eyes widened, "No, a robot? You want to give me a robot??"

"The original plan was like this." Huo Yao patted the young man on the shoulder, with a relieved emotion on his face, "But you are really sensible now, knowing that you are saving money for your sister."

Shangguan Yun: "..."

No, he didn't mean that! ! !

Huo Yao retracted his hand and stopped looking at the crying teenager, and instead discussed with Min Yu about sending him home tomorrow.

Seeing this, Shangguan Yun had to stand up unhappy and went to sit side by side with Zhuo Yun again.

Min Yu glanced at the young man, then leaned back on the sofa with a smile, and put his long arms around Huo Yao's back shoulders, and said in a low voice, "You are teasing the child so you are not afraid of him being angry?"

Huo Yao tilted his head, his eyes were on the man's **** thin lips, he paused, then moved his eyes away, "You also said it was funny."

Min Yu fingered Huo Yao's curly hair scattered on his shoulders, and suddenly sighed, "It seems that our baby will be so pitiful in the future, I'm afraid it will be ruined by her mother."

Huo Yao: "..."

Huo Yao pushed away someone's hand expressionlessly, "I won't go to the airport tomorrow."

Her goal now is a bit big, and if the people in the first base are aware of Shangguanyun's existence, things will be troublesome.

Min Yu nodded thoughtfully, "Don't worry, I will let someone send him back home safely."

Huo Yan made a sound and didn't speak any more. Instead, he took out his mobile phone, pulled out Meng Jue's WeChat in the address book, and sent him a message.

[Help Dad prepare some synthetic metal materials and welding tools. 】

Meng Yue on the other end quickly returned a message: [What do you want these things for? 】

Huo Yao: [Play. 】

Meng Yue: [? 】

Who is playing with metal materials?

His dad is starting to fool people again.

Huo Yao hugged his chest, thought about it, and typed again: [Or give me a real model of the third-generation robot you are developing. 】

This is even easier.

Meng Yue looked at the information in the dialog box and immediately sat up straight, [Are you going to study robots? 】

Huo Yao: [Well, research. 】

Meng Yue: [! ! ! 】

Meng Yue: [Hurry up, send me the address, and I will send it to you today! 】

Huo Yao: [...]

Doubt whether he was shooting himself in the foot.

However, she still sent a location to Meng Jue.

Meng Yue: [After receiving my dad, I will deliver the things in less than three hours, [happy]. 】

Huo Yao: [...]

Meng Yue is an activist. After he finished chatting, he went directly to the headquarters.

There is only one third-generation robot model, but the research progress is very slow because the system has been stuck.

If his dad takes the shot, it won't be long before the third-generation robot can be developed.

**

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Meng Yue finally appeared in a dilapidated pickup truck. When he arrived at the gate of the community, he was almost driven away by the security guard at the gate.

"How could you drive such a broken car?" Huo Yao looked at the broken car in front of him with an incredible expression.