"White, would you attack humans?"
When the second person pointed out by White asked this question, not only did Mo Jingchun frown, but many guests attending the press conference also knitted their brows.
Which domestic journalist asked such a question right off the bat?
Of course, unlike the others, Mo Jingchunâs frown was entirely due to suspecting Zero of mischief behind the scenes.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that the first two journalists chosen asked these tricky questions?
How could they not have a strategy for this kind of inevitable question?
The next moment, White answered without any hesitation.
Straightforwardly, it replied:
"Maâam, White is a health assistant. According to the three laws of robotics, White cannot attack humans."
For some reason, most people felt relieved when Zero answered this kind of question without any hesitation.
At least it showed that White doesnât possess human-like thinking abilities and can only seek answers from data.
The following question and answer session finally proceeded normally.
Soon, when a reporter mentioned the stock availability, everyone stopped caring about other questions.
All because of one thing White said.
"Production is limited, with only thirty thousand units available at launch, first come, first served, sales start at 3 PM today."
After the press conference ended, the various attendees, each with their own thoughts, left the venue.
Looking as if they were worried about being noticed by the perceptive.
Meanwhile, the White procured by Disney was immediately activated and placed in the amusement park.
In a conference room in Shanghai, as the projector turned off and the secretary turned on the lights and left the room.
An elderly white-haired man sitting at the back removed his reading glasses and sighed.
"Youâve all seen it, right? This White may not be a fatal blow to hospitals, but itâs not far from it either."
"Does anyone have any ideas? We canât just sit and wait for our doom."
The conference room was somewhat quiet, and the twelve people present all wore worried expressions.
For other companies, there might still be a chance to hold back.
But this is Candy Technology, not to mention they have a strong backing.
In the eyes of discerning people, Candy Technology is a semi-official company.
With so much income tax, Candy Technology hasnât sidestepped a single penny!
How many private companies in the country can reach this level?
After a long while, a young man in his twenties sitting at the front of the conference table suddenly smiled and said:
"Why resist it?"
"We can completely treat White as medical equipment and purchase it."
"With increased efficiency, it seems we have nothing to lose."
"Moreover..."
The young man paused, his expression turning more serious.
"Moreover, this is the trend of the times."
"Just like the current Internet+ hospitals."
"With a starting price of 2.19 million and a sales launch, this is also Candy Technologyâs way of reminding us."
The young man thought of something else, and his tone became even more serious.
"Dean Chen, donât you find it strange?"
"Even if White is a personal health repair assistant, any reasonable person knows that no matter how you cover it up, White is just a robot."
"As long as you change the chip to a combat one, White becomes a battle robot in a second."
"But in this case, thereâs no news from above."
"Itâs abnormal, very abnormal."
After the young man finished speaking, everyone fell into deep thought.
After a long while, Dean Chen, sitting at the back, suddenly laughed and said:
"Young people do have clear thinking. Xiao Li makes a lot of sense."
"Letâs take a step back. With so many hospitals in the country, even if we have some ideas, we donât have to be the first to act."
The young man called Xiaochen internally scoffed.
Old fox, pretending to know nothing.
In fact, among successful people, whoâs a fool?
In this conference room, if they can think this way, others wonât?
No one realized that the more they thought this way, the closer they got to Mo Jingchunâs intention.
This is like boiling a frog in warm water.
At 2:59 in the afternoon, Mo Jingchun was calmly drinking tea in the office.
As soon as it hit three oâclock, Mo Jingchun heard cheers and jubilant voices.
Mo Jingchun glanced at the computer.
Hmm, he felt no emotional ripple.
All thirty thousand units of White were sold out instantly.
He had already said that this world doesnât lack wealthy people.
Moreover...
Many organizations will definitely rush to buy them for research.
If push comes to shove, be extravagant like him and use White as a lab assistant.
"Tsk tsk, in the blink of an eye, a few more hundred small goals have been achieved."
Initially, seeing White sold out instantly, Xia Xiaomin was still marveling at the rich people.
As soon as the boss spoke, Xia Xiaomin couldnât help but cover her mouth and smile.
Thatâs right, but there are still taxes to pay.
Noticing Xia Xiaominâs gaze, Mo Jingchun gently shook his teacup, as if holding not a teacup but a wine glass.
What he drank wasnât tea, but red wine.
"Donât look at me like that, I could get shy."
"This means your year-end bonus is secured. Iâm genuinely happy for you all."
Upon hearing this, Xia Xiaomin looked at her boss with a strange expression.
Happy for them, boss, are you serious?
"Ah, speaking of which, time really flies."
Mo Jingchun was full of nostalgia.
"In the blink of an eye, Candy is about to start elementary school."
"I remember my days at school as a stay-at-home dad, which I somewhat miss."
"Hehe, back then when Candy first learned to talk, she used to call me âbig brother.â"
"Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, itâs almost New Yearâs again."
Sitting at her desk, Xia Xiaomin remained silent.
Even she was a little curious about how much the year-end bonus would be this year.
If itâs a lot, she also plans to buy a White to take home.
Suddenly, an advertising slogan flashed through Xia Xiaominâs mind.
"This New Year, donât accept gifts, only accept White."
A gift like White, if someone really gives it, who could refuse?
A cute, playful White, who wouldnât want one?
At this moment, Xu Pengfei, full of excitement, knocked on the door and walked in.
"Boss, White is selling great!"
With a slight smile, Mo Jingchun patted the table, "Sit."
"Donât make such a fuss; it was expected that White would sell well."
Sitting opposite Mo Jingchun, Xu Pengfeiâs mouth twitched.
Starting price of 2.19 million.
Itâs hard not to worry that few people would buy it.
Thankfully, everything was under the bossâs control.
"Hehe, Old Xu, you canât keep behaving like this."
"If one day the company has a product that can sell for tens of billions or even more, wonât you be scared to death?"
As soon as the words fell, both Xu Pengfei and Xia Xiaomin froze.
Both were lost in thought.
But they really couldnât figure out what kind of product could sell for tens of billions, or even more, per unit.
Could they be selling rockets?
Later, thank people for the old iron rocket?
They couldnât figure it out.
"Boss..."
"Ahem, Iâm just saying, using an analogy, donât take it so seriously."
PS: Thanks to Aishu, A Dream Enters Changâan, Jin Shaonian Thinks Innocently, Magical Taro Meets Lotus, Always Violating the Rules, Jiuye Xinghe, A Traveler in the World, Hongmeng Purple Lotus, and A Song of Coolness for their rewards and support.