Chapter 1192 - Xueba, give me a chance (41)

Chapter 1192 Xueba, give a chance (41)

Soon, some marketing accounts began to publish articles.

《A companion robot is not advisable, he will ruin all young people. The biggest problem is that he cannot pass on the family line! “

This article was sprayed by many people as soon as it was posted.

“This marketing account is stupid, right? Do you think there are only robots? I bought it and set the image of my cat. It went to the cat star very early, so I designed its image and hope it will always be with you. Me, why can’t this work? Do I want cats to pass on my family?”

“I set up the image of my husband. He died a few years ago to save others. I miss him very much, so I use this method to let him come back to me and stay with me. I don’t think I am wrong. If there is no I may not last long with this technology.”

”It goes without saying for those who want to carry on the family line, and it is useless for those who don’t want to say it.”

“Don’t worry, this is a toy for the rich. Those who have no money have to get married and have children honestly. For this kind of thing, the maintenance fee alone can’t afford it.”

“That’s right, you can’t go to work instead of me, and you have to spend money to support me. You can’t support yourself, and you have to support some broken copper and iron.”

If someone likes it, someone else will hate it, and the comments are polarized.

But the inheritance of the family mentioned by the marketing account is the least important one.

The embarrassing marketing account deleted the post overnight.

It can’t be sprayed!

Guai Sang saw that they did a great job. From the beginning of the software, to the holographic technology, and finally to the physical mechanization, every step was in line with people’s expectations.

For those who have cultivated feelings from software, buying one is to realize their wishes, and no one can stop them!



Because of the great sales of companion robots, Sang Jian Chen Yuan has long been famous in school, and even entered the science and technology research department early.

Many people in the department even made fun of Sang Jian and Chen Yuan, asking them what made them interested in researching this kind of robot?

Sang Jian: “Because my family has a more perfect one.”

Chen Yuan: “The one from her house was stolen from my house.”

Luo Zi, who was having a meeting in the conference room of the Rock Group, sneezed twice in a row, so frightened that the people in the conference room did not dare to breathe.

Luo Ziyi took over the Rock Group last year, and now he is a veritable president, but he is still far from overbearing.

After all, he still blushes occasionally when he sees Sang Jian now.



This afternoon, Luo Zi also went to pick up Sang Jian to watch a movie together.

Since Sang Jian went to the science and technology department, they haven’t been alone for a long time, and it’s rare to have time today.

The two of them came out of the gate holding hands. It was a bit cold in winter, and Sang Jian stretched out his hand to straighten the scarf around Luo Ziyi’s neck.

“Be careful not to short-circuit your brain.”

Luo Zi also whispered: “I’m not a robot now, how could…”

Sang Jian smiled viciously, “Really? It looks like your brain is often short-circuited.”

Luo Ziyi: “…” Oh, so I was teasing him again.

Luo Ziyi was about to say something when two voices suddenly came from the side of the road in the distance:

“See you, Sang! I finally see you!”

The two of them looked at the source of the sound, and the smile on Sang Jian’s face became even bigger, but it became a bit intriguing.

Because it was Sang Jian’s divorced parents who came here.

The two of them looked a lot more haggard than before, and they knew that the past few years had not been very good.

“It’s been a long time since I saw my daughter.” Mother Sang greeted her.

Father Sang held two bags of things in his hand and handed them to Sang Jian, “Your mother and I plan to remarry and want to take you home. You and Master Luo are not married yet, so it’s not appropriate to rely on him to support you…”

Sang Jian: “Sorry, you are…?”

(end of this chapter)