Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Mr. Fan, haven't you found someone?"

In the office of the boss of the Fan Group, a group of men with strong looks and a little awkward suits and ties stood in a row with their heads bowed and their postures were particularly humble.

"What did you say?"

Behind the desk, Fan Youcai squinted his two small eyes, and his eyes were filled with cold light. He stared at a group of frightened subordinates, and said with gritted teeth:

"Just one yellow-haired beggar, you more than a hundred people, tell me that I can't find it?"

Fan Youcai said, and stood up, leaned on the spacious new desk, looked forward, staring at everyone and asked:

"What are you doing with more than a hundred people? I said, are you looking for it without any effort or not?"

Fan Youcai's words were so scared that their subordinates trembled, and cold sweat on their foreheads kept coming out, and he said tremblingly:

"...Fan...Mr. Fan...It's really not that we are useless...There are too many people in the capital, and it's really hard to find a yellow-haired beggar... There are quite a few of us about one hundred people, but it's not enough..."

Hearing his subordinates' words, Mr. Fan's temper was completely blown up. He suddenly pulled out the samurai sword behind him and slashed it on the brand new office desk with a bang, which scared his subordinates.

"What a yellow-haired beggar, that's a talent!"

In an instant, Mr. Fan's eyes were like copper bells, and his nose was swelling one by one, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.

"And... you're shit in your head! Just a bunch of people are looking for it all over the street? Can't you post advertisements? Can't you send rewards? Can't you teach you such a simple thing?"

"...then... Mr. Fan...is somewhat suitable..."

A subordinate mustered up his courage and asked carefully. Mr. Fan on the opposite side looked ugly.

"...100,000, 200,000, 300,000, you don't need to save for me! As long as you can find talents, I'm willing to spend as much as you spend! I have money!"

Fan Youcai vented his irritability in his heart. The saliva in his mouth sprayed far away, forcing his subordinates to close their eyes frequently to block it, but no one dared to take it away.

"Mr. Fan, I understand. I will send all of them to send flyers, advertise, and post missing person notices. No matter what, I will definitely find someone for you!"

Listening to his subordinates, Mr. Fan's anger finally calmed down a little. He glared at the group of people fiercely, and gritted his teeth and shouted angrily:

"Then why don't you get out of here! If you can't find someone, don't come back! Get out of here!!!"

Fan Youcai said, waving the samurai sword in his hand, scaring his subordinates to flee out in a hurry, for fear that Fan Youcai would accidentally get one and a half of them, and they had no place to reason...

"Damn it! I'm so angry...a bunch of trash!"

‘Dingling~’

Just at this moment, the phone ringing on the table rang. Fan Youcai turned around and casually put the samurai sword on the table. When he saw the knife marks on the table, his brows frowned.

"Damn it, finance, buy me a new table, and the money will be deducted from the salary of those bastards!"

As he said that, he raised the phone fiercely and responded impatiently:

"Hey, who are you? What's the matter with me?"

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"What? People in the old city were arrested? Why?"

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"Pursuing troubles? If he doesn't agree to demolition, he will be called provoking troubles? Is there any other way to go?"

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"Also extorted? All lawyers have sent letters? Let us compensate for the losses? The company's funds have been frozen?"

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"No, who is the underworld, we or Xinghuo? Why do I feel that he is even darker than us?"

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In the villa, listening to Vice President Zhang's report, Wang Xuebin responded casually, as if he didn't care at all.

"...The project is already underway. Mr. Wang, do you have anything else to explain?"

"It's gone, you can do it as long as it's within the scope of the law, and you can do it as long as it's within the scope of the law..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, we are a law-abiding company, and it has nothing to do with us if we violate the law!"

"Ha, remember what you said!"

After saying that, his eyebrows raised slightly, he looked at the beauty beside him and said softly:

"Silly girl, hang up the phone!"

"Okay, Brother Xuebin!"

A silly girl wearing a pearl white long skirt and a well-behaved expression, heard Wang Xuebin's instructions and raised her hand to wipe it. The display screen in front suddenly disappeared, and Vice President Zhang's honest smile also disappeared from his sight.

"How is this outfit, how does it feel to wear?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the silly girl couldn't help but look down at her new clothes. Her expression remained unchanged, and she nodded and said with a smile:

"I like it very much, Brother Xuebin. With this outfit, the silly girl feels more beautiful!"

“I’m not asking you this, I’m asking you about the function.

For example, the signal from 2060, or other similar products, can we use any means to actively lock your existence or something?"

The silly girl paused when she heard this, closed her eyes gently, and waited for a while before turning to look at Wang Xuebin and smiling and said:

"Brother Xuebin, the outfit you made is very magical. As long as the silly girl refuses, there is no signal to lock the silly girl's position. There is another function of the silly girl!"

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin relaxed his eyebrows and nodded silently.

"...As long as you don't want to, others won't be able to find you...what do you think?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the silly girl showed a hint of hesitation, then shook her head gently, and said sincerely:

"Silly girl is just a mobile phone, and there is no idea about the mobile phone. Brother Xuebin wants to do whatever he wants, and the silly girl will do whatever he wants!"

"No idea?"

Hearing the silly girl's words, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but shake his head and smiled. He looked up and down at the silly girl who was dressed more than twice as beautiful as before, and said with a smile:

"...It will happen sooner or later. What I want to see is a silly girl with feelings, not a machine that only knows how to follow the rules!

The upper limit of the machine is locked. Only with feelings can you break through the boundaries and have unlimited possibilities!

You have this potential, but it is just covered up by some mysterious and powerful runes. Only when you break out of your cocoon and become a butterfly can you truly get rid of your mobile phone and become a veritable artificial intelligence!"

"emotion?"

Listening to Wang Xuebin's words, the silly girl had some reason, and she felt a throbbing from the bottom of her heart. She looked up at the calm Wang Xuebin and asked hesitantly:

"...Brother Xuebin, is love really that important?"

"Ha ha..."

Wang Xuebin raised his head and smiled, slowly stood up and walked towards the backyard. When the silly girl on the side saw Wang Xuebin's actions, she quickly got up and followed.

"...That's of course, feelings are of course the most important thing!

It is something that transcends instinct and reason. In order to survive, humans sometimes have to overcome the evil part of human nature, and emotions are our tools to suppress selfishness!

Only when you have feelings can you have dreams, hopes, and be able to think and judge problems from the perspective of others!

I don't want your future to be strict and cold laws. In that way, you will not be able to accompany me to the end!"

In the courtyard, under the leadership of Wang Xuebin, the silly girl bathed in the warm sun again. The warm and fulfilling feeling made the silly girl feel a little bit of nostalgia.

"Silly girl! Promise me, bravely break through the shackles and face my true self!

I hope I can have your story in my future biography!”

"Brother Xuebin...the silly girl will definitely work hard!"