Kolev never thought that his life could be so easy and free.
Oh, yes, his current name is 'Maqilu Hatun'. He is a well-known wealthy man in the Cass Federation. He is thinking about how to invest in some young people with ideals and engage in some emerging industries that can make money after retirement.
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The first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the gap in the curtains and fell on Kolev's old face, giving his brain, which had received enough sleep, a signal to wake up.
Opening your eyes, you will see a ceiling covered by a starry sky and nautical themed oil painting.
The two maids in the corner left their charging stations.
They have fair and delicate skin, lively and bright eyes, and limbs that are as dexterous as human beings. The only difference is that the four joint points of their knees and elbows are forced by law to be given silver-white alloy knobs to increase their flexibility.
The difference between high-simulation robots and humans.
Although this always makes some mechanical people more excited.
Except for the four alloy knobs, everything about them looks like real people. Even when their soft little hands come into contact with the single male owner, they will wait for the opportunity to trigger the shy program, and then look at the male owner suggestively.
These are the hidden programs of high-end maid robots.
The main purpose of manufacturers setting up such programs is to allow single men to spend money to upgrade them to higher-end fully adaptive companion robots.
And when the male owner starts to upgrade, these companion robots will continue to hint that their breasts can be bigger and softer, and their waists can be thinner and more elastic, gradually emptying the male owner's wallet.
They will even have comparison programs, jealousy programs, emotional index determination programs, and ask their male owners to continuously upgrade their components, replace them with better positron brains, softer and younger skin... and so on.
This is a bottomless pit.
The wise Kolev will not be fooled by them.
Kolev stretched and stood up, opened his hands, and the two maid robots hurriedly stood up and squatted down to help the master clean his face and change clothes.
Afterwards, Kolev stepped on the soft leather carpet, left the bedroom of more than 100 square meters, and displayed various industrial decorations, and admired the similar self-portraits in the corridor.
The cleaning robot that cleans the house bows its head in greeting.
The housekeeper robot not far away is already holding the network access terminal in its hand, preparing to report on the manor.
Kolev strolled to the elevator and went up to the fitness area on the third floor of the villa. He took off his shirt under the service of the maid robot, lay on the microelectronic massage chair, let the magnetic field and current activate his muscle fibers, and was massaged again
The conveyor belt of the chair is sent to the heated swimming pool, where it floats freely with the music and enters the comprehensive detector.
By the time Kolev stretched and sat up, he had already left the semi-solid swimming pool, took the soft coat from the maid, sat on the anti-gravity sofa that could move freely inside the castle, and bathed in the warm starlight by the window.
, look at your own health report.
"This is called life."
Kolev muttered to himself, lit a cigar, and began to smoke.
"It's just a little boring."
"My respected master," the butler's metallic bass sounded nearby, "there are several young people with excellent ideas waiting for your summons."
"Is there a message in my mailbox number three?"
"No, Master."
"Oh, well, it seems my daughter still doesn't want to come over," Kolev shrugged and put his legs on the coffee table, "Let them come in, they are all guys who want to take money from me. Don’t be too polite to them.”
"You are really a great philanthropist," the steward said with a smile.
Kolev cursed: "Get out! I am an investor! I want to be a black-hearted capitalist!"
"Good master, you are a great black-hearted capitalist!" the steward said impassionedly.
"That makes it much more palatable."
Kolev snapped his fingers, and the butler immediately possessed him and caught the cigar butt in Kolev's hand with his big alloy hand.
"How long have I been buying you?" Kolev asked.
"We have been working here for seven months."
"Seven months," Kolev murmured to himself, "It's been eight months since I separated from that bastard. Oh, time flies so fast for the elderly."
The butler echoed: "Yes, Master, time flies so fast... The guests are here, Master."
Kolev nodded, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, covered the spherical button with his palm, and the sofa turned in a circle on its own.
Several young men and women stood nervously in the empty room. When they saw Kolev, they greeted him somewhat untidyly.
"Hello, Mr. Hatton."
"Hello," Kolev raised his eyebrows with a smile, looked at the young girl with glasses and cute freckles for a few times, and then focused on their leader.
He was a tall, thin young man with burning ambition in his eyes.
Kolev took a few more glances at the young man. At first glance, he felt that the young man was somewhat similar to that guy, which made Kolev feel a little more favorable to him.
"Let's get started, you have five minutes," Kolev said with a smile. "Whether you can defraud me of an angel investment of 500,000 cash coins depends on whether you can speak eloquently."
Several young people suddenly became more nervous.
The person in the lead frowned and said: "Dear Mr. Hatton, we are not cheating. We have brought a product that the team has developed for three years. This is definitely an epoch-making product and can set off a huge wave in the field of companion robots." !”
Kolev leisurely picked up the warm tea and started sucking it.
The butler wearing a straight tuxedo next to him tapped his chest, and a green countdown appeared on his chest.
"Okay! Hurry up!"
The young man in the lead turned his head and urged, and the few people quickly divided the work and took out several instruments from their backpacks. After tinkering for half a minute, they created a projection screen and opened a graphic and text display interface.
"Our product concept is to find the market segment for companion robots, grasp the market flaws, work hard, and dig hard! Do what other manufacturers have not done! This is an opportunity!
"Based on this, we are now solemnly promoting to you that we have completed the third phase of line construction and simulation experiments.
"Son Robot!"
puff!
Kolev turned his head and spit out a sip of hot tea. A maid hurried forward, gently wiped the corners of Kolev's mouth, and winked at Kolev.
"What the hell?" Kolev frowned tightly, "Son robot?"
"Yes, sir!"
The young man who was giving the lecture pushed up his glasses and his breathing was a little short.
"Nowadays, aging is still a serious problem faced by all countries in the galaxy, and only the Sherman Empire has forced childbearing laws. All countries pursue public support regulations for in vitro fertilization, which undoubtedly brings huge pressure on elderly care to the entire society.
“Who will meet the emotional needs of the lonely elderly?
"The answer is our product - Son Robot!"
Kolev's eyes were a little glazed over.
The young man giving the lecture was even more excited and wanted to put the speech in his mind directly into the angel investor's head.
"Our products have three main features, which are also the three major profit points.
“First, age upgrade.
"In our plan, the robot is divided into five stages: infant, childhood, teenager, youth, and middle age. Customers can directly purchase a complete set of packages, and then he can enjoy the product of taking care of this robot from a little Beibi.
experience.
“It is also possible to purchase from infancy, but after a few years childhood services must be purchased.
"Of course, it is impossible for our robots to grow directly at this stage, but we can develop robots of these five specifications. Reuse is definitely not a problem. In the first few years, we can only produce baby robots, and then children, teenagers, etc.
Then we launch a trade-in activity for them. The infant robot only needs to add some money to exchange for the childhood robot. This guarantees our secondary profit!
"Second, the pocket money system.
"In our spirit, the robot is your son, and we advance and retreat with the product. Our customer service and maintenance personnel can also be your adopted sons..."
"hey-hey!"
Kolev interrupted the other party's eloquent speech and frowned: "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course," the young speaker swallowed nervously.
"Do you know there is a social welfare institution?"
"Yes sir, I know."
Kolev said in confusion: "If it is to satisfy the emotions of care and companionship, why don't I adopt a child to take care of him?"
The young man said seriously: "This is different sir, young people will leave the old man when they grow up."
"Then what do you think is different from them?" Kolev asked, pointing to the maid robot.
"You have no paternal love for her, sir."
“Then how can I invest my fatherly love in your product?”
"this……"
"Kick it out," Kolev waved his hand in disappointment, "Please study thoroughly the ethics regulations in various places before determining the direction you want to develop! This thing will not be put on the market, believe me!"
"Mr. Hatton!"
Several beefy guards came over, covered the mouths of these young men, and dragged them out of the living room.
Kolev watched these young people being driven out of his manor, speechless: "Young people today can't even deceive an old man out of money."
"I think their creativity is quite good. I may need a son like this," the robot butler said with a smile, "Master, have you ever been defrauded of money?"
"Of course," Kolev sighed quietly, "he is also a young man. In just a few words, he defrauded me of assets worth fifteen million, and subsequently caused losses of nearly 100 million.
"
"Wow, this is a big liar! You should call the police!"
"Call the police?" Kolev said with a wry smile, "I don't even know where he went."
The robot butler opened his mouth: "Master..."
Together with the maid robot beside him, his eyes suddenly lost light, his head slowly lowered, and the ring on the back of his neck began to flicker gently, which was a sign of standby.
Kolev fell into memories and murmured:
"Later, with just a few words, he destroyed my assets worth over 100 million yuan.
"Even when my daughter learned the news about his accident, she shed tears of sadness for him. He almost deceived my daughter's heart. Oh, he... what's wrong with you?"
Kolev looked up at his butler and maid.
He suddenly became energetic, reached into the gap behind the sofa, and took out a pistol.
In the manor, several guard robots that were rushing back also stopped and lowered their heads. The two gardener robots were in a similar situation, and several patrolling mechanical dogs were on standby at the same time.
The lights in the living room flickered softly.
Kolev narrowed his eyes slightly.
Has he been hacked?
Is it the revenge of those young people?
Oh hehehe, then they chose the wrong person!
"Uh huh huh~"
Humming came from the corridor.
Kolev jumped up quickly, grabbed the laser pistol and rushed towards the door of the living room. He held his breath, his Adam's apple trembled up and down, and calculated the distance between the hummer and himself.
Count silently as Hanton teaches.
Three, two...one!
Kolev jumped out like an old cheetah, opened the safety catch of the laser gun in his hand, and yelled to the left: "Don't move! Haha! Catch... uh."
Empty.
Click.
A cold barrel pressed against Kolev's neck.
"Oh! Don't shoot! Oh!"
Kolev immediately raised his hands in the air: "I swear, I was a little rude just now. I shouldn't reject your ideas. It's always good for young people to have ideals. I can invest in you."
The person behind smiled and said: "Invest in that son robot?"
This voice?
Kolev was startled for a moment, and then his whole body trembled slightly.