Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Huo Yao had walked up to Meng Jue while he was thinking about it.

At this moment, Meng Jue's gaze was also retracted from the direction of the security checkpoint not far away, and the doubts in the bottom of the eyes were also gathered, and he looked at Huo Yao, "Are you done?"

After speaking, he nodded politely to Min Yu again and said hello.

Huo Yan said, knowing that Meng Yue was looking at the robot anxiously, he turned his head and asked the location of Min Yu's consignment center directly.

But as soon as she asked, Zhuo Yun didn't know where he came from, so he happened to take them there.

Meng Yue walked beside Huo Yao, but after two steps, he looked back at the direction of the security checkpoint.

Several members of the archaeological team have been queuing through the security check. From this perspective, only a group of people can be seen from the back.

Huo Yao noticed Meng Jue's move to look backwards, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

"No," Meng Yue shook her head, and only said: "I seem to see a familiar person."

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, but raised his head, and took a look along his line of sight. There were not many people at the security checkpoint, only the six or seven of the archaeological team, but at this time almost all of them had entered.

He just saw someone familiar with the archaeological team?

After thinking for two seconds, Huo Yao asked: "Do you know someone from the Archaeological Association?"

"I don't know." Meng Yue has been staying in M ​​Continent all the time. The business involved is top-notch network communication, so where would I know someone from an archaeological association?

However, is the man who just talked to the big brother's father from the archaeological team?

Meng Yue didn't remember where the familiarity came from for a while, so she didn't say much.

After a while, a few people went to the backstage of the airport consignment center.

The staff here have already greeted them, so no one else was there to bother them when they arrived backstage.

Meng Yue didn't maintain his calmness. When Zhuo Yun reopened the outer packaging, he went up to help without saying a word.

Huo Yao only felt that her cheap son was a little bit ignorant. He held his forehead, walked to the side, and took out his mobile phone.

The compressed file that was saved specially before was sent to Meng Jue's mailbox.

After sending the email and adding a few messages back, Huo Yao raised his head again, and then saw Meng Jue putting his hands on the robot: "..."

So why would she give this person a chance to be a wicked, trivial, an innocent robot? ?

Meng Yue's attention was focused on the robot, especially when he clicked on the built-in program instructions, his face showed an unseen expression of a hillbilly.

Because the machine has a directional activation program, after a few minutes, Meng Yue put down her hand reluctantly and turned to look at Huo Yao, "How long did you spend studying the human gene sensor database?"

Huo Yao shrugged, "About a few days."

About a few days... Still ‘right’?

Meng Yue's expression instantly became very complicated.

He has always known that Huo Yao is a programming master, and most of the time he writes programs that are very advanced, even in some ways unimaginable.

So sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if this guy was an individual at all, and he simply didn't give other geniuses a way to survive.

Meng Yue felt sour in his heart, and then touched the robot's arm, "It's a pity that I can't turn it on to see its function."

Huo Yao glanced at him, "The program file has been sent to you."

Meng Yue was comforted a little bit, and he was not a loss for stealing the robot.

When I went back, I implanted the program into the machine chip, which scared the company's idiots to death.