Chapter 154: Wear everything, but flattery never wears it
"Do you think AI robots will completely replace doctors in the future?"
Mo Gu took back her phone and looked at Ye Ming. Although she tried her best to make a sad expression, the joy in her eyes could not be stopped.
This is a kind of joy and excitement that comes from the heart and is glorious.
"Uh... in the long run, it should be possible."
"How far is the long term?"
"Uh... I guess a few decades." Ye Ming thought for a while, and seeing that Mo Gu was even a little excited, he happily said: "Sister, aren't you worried about being robbed of your job?"
"Haha, I'm so worried! Even if there is a robot that can replace surgery, it was made by us."
Ye Ming was stunned, then laughed: "Yes! That's right! From now on, your doctors can stop doing surgery and focus on academics."
"Well, that makes sense!" Mo Gu laughed and stood up, put his hands on his hips, and glanced at Ye Ming with his head tilted: "By the way, shouldn't you be so busy right now? How come you have time to come back?
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"Um... Now it's all business work. I'm mainly responsible for technology. I can work remotely. There's no need to sit down..."
At this time, the phone rang. Ye Ming took out the phone, took a look at it and answered the call.
On the phone, Professor Tang's voice was somewhat serious.
"Ye Ming, have you arrived at the office?"
"Just arrived."
"Then you wait in the office. Someone from the relevant department will contact you soon."
"Um...what department?" Ye Ming stood up and raised his brows slightly.
"It's just the relevant department. It's not a bad thing. Don't worry."
After saying this, Professor Tang hung up the phone.
Ye Ming stared at the phone, his face stunned for a few seconds.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing... It should be that there was too much fuss at the press conference, and maybe the relevant departments will come to find out." Ye Ming thought of what Professor Tang said, "It's not a bad thing," and he breathed softly: "Well,
The boss said it’s not a bad thing.”
"If it's not a bad thing, it's a good thing, or it can be turned into a good thing." Mo Gu thought for a moment and analyzed it carefully: "How about I stay with you for a while?"
"No need, sister, I can still handle it."
Mo Gu nodded.
Before leaving the house, she stopped and turned around: "I think maybe we want to develop AI into the military field?"
Ye Ming pursed his lips and remained silent.
…
Ten minutes later, the two men and one woman passed the gatekeeper smoothly.
Among the three people, the woman is about twenty-four or five years old, with a good-looking face, but with a hint of heroic spirit between her eyebrows. The other two are in their thirties or forties, wearing plaid shirts and carrying laptops. They look like retired programmers.
dress up.
"He Mo, hold back."
When entering the laboratory building, the older man glanced at the woman and reminded her in a low voice: "You don't even wear makeup."
The woman named He Mo suddenly stopped and couldn't help but smile: "Director Niu, if you ask me to put on makeup, you might as well kill me - besides, what else can I do? I'm so hunched over."
After saying that, He Mo took her breast into her mouth again and pushed it out a little.
By raising his chest, the altitude immediately increased, and his temperament was completely different.
Another man coughed and said with a smile: "Anyway, be careful, we are here to ask for cooperation, not to be robbers - by the way, even if you don't wear makeup, you still need to wear lipstick!"
"Old Wei, you have gone too far!"
The three of them joked with each other, and their expressions immediately became much more relaxed. When they reached the second floor, He Mo couldn't hold it back anymore. He fumbled around in his bag for a while, and finally took out a brand new tube of lipstick, and then said to
The stainless steel guardrail was painted.
After a while, the three of them arrived on the second floor.
…
Ye Ming opened the office door.
When he saw the three smiling people, he was startled.
Don't you mean the mysterious "relevant departments"?
These three people...how do they look like coders in ordinary companies?
"Mr. Ye, hello."
"excuse me……"
"Oh, let me introduce myself. My name is Niu Dejun. I am an ordinary coder at the Second Artillery Computer Center. These two are my colleagues, Wei Le and He Mo."
The man named Niu Dejun had a smile on his face and was the first to reach out: "We have contacted President Zhou and also contacted Professor Tang Zhigao, and they recommended us to come to you."
"Oh, please come in."
Ye Ming smiled and invited the three people in.
Although the word "Second Artillery" was included in the self-introduction - everyone knows that the name was changed after Second Artillery.
But this Niu Dejun calls himself a coder, and the three of them are indeed dressed like ordinary people, which makes him much less nervous.
I still have to blame Old Tang, the "relevant departments" really surprised him.
After sitting down, the three of them sat and chatted like ordinary people discussing business while looking around Ye Ming's office, looking quite familiar.
"The Sword Comes"
When she saw Ye Ming making tea for the three of them, the youngest girl, He Mo, stood up first: "Mr. Ye, you talk, I'll do it."
"I'm here, why do you have the nerve to let the guests do it?" Ye Ming looked at the other party with a smile.
During eye contact, he clearly saw the curiosity in the other person's eyes.
"It's okay, you guys chat, I'm just here to do some odd things." He Mo pursed his lips and smiled: "Hurry up."
Seeing that they were so enthusiastic and even brought their own "orderlies", Ye Ming stopped insisting and sat on the sofa nearby.
Soon, He Mo put the tea on the coffee table.
"I'll go to the bathroom and you two can chat."
He Mo said, nodded and smiled at Ye Ming, and closed the door for them after going out.
"Mr. Ye."
"Just call me Ye Ming." Ye Ming pushed the tea cup in front of the two of them: "I'm not used to calling me Mr. Ye, and I don't dare to do it."
"It's okay - I can't call you Professor Ye, right? Then I can't call you old, right?"
The two of them laughed, and Ye Ming also laughed.
"It's like this. According to the demonstration at the press conference, Aita is very good and very strong - we believe that this is her true performance, and not some videos or translators that are currently rumored on the Internet."
Niu Dejun said with a smile: "Those people have no brains."
Hearing people flattering him, Ye Ming felt a little wary, but he still kept a smile on his face.
"The main thing is that there is no need to cheat."
Wei Le nodded and smiled: "Yes! You are a young scientist known as the Fire Stealer, and Ye's equation is one of the greatest discoveries since mankind entered the 21st century... It's impossible to even think about it with your toes!"
The two of them sang together and flattered each other loudly.
As the saying goes, you can wear everything you wear, but you can never wear flattery.
At that moment, Ye Ming was in a good mood. While being humble, he took the initiative to ask: "Are the two of you coming this time?"
The two exchanged glances without leaving any trace.
Later, Niu Dejun opened his mountaineering bag and took out a square notebook.
Looking at this notebook with a strong military-industrial atmosphere, Ye Ming suddenly regained his composure.
The people from the Second Artillery obviously didn't come here just to flatter me.
While opening the computer, Niu Dejun looked at Ye Ming with a smile.
"Brother Ye, have you ever heard a joke?"
"What's the joke?"
"The theater missile defense system in the west is called TMD"
Niu Dejun smiled slightly, and a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes involuntarily.
"Ours... according to the naming rules, it is naturally called CTMD."