Little President ABO

Chapter 11 Gangsters

The physically and mentally tiring day didn't end until nightfall. When he left the office, he saw Cheng Fan sitting outside on the sofa and falling asleep.He didn't leave the office today, and he didn't know that Cheng Hui had been waiting here for so long. Jiang Sulv felt a little guilty.

He gently pushed Cheng Fan, and Cheng Fan opened his sleepy eyes.He looked at Jiang Sulu with lazy eyes, and his voice became a little hoarse after waking up: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Sulu's heart was tightened by his misty eyes, and his body was a little stiff. He coughed lightly: "It's off work, let's go home."

Cheng Hui rubbed his eyes and stood up, yawned, stretched, and followed Jiang Sulu to the elevator.

"You can get off work when the time comes, and you don't have to wait for me."

Cheng Hui yawned again, and said vaguely, "What if you need to find me? Anyway, I'm free, and I only have to sleep when I get home."

His casual attitude made Jiang Sulv a little uncomfortable.

But Cheng Fan looked at the dark office where only the lights were left, and said casually, "Aren't you afraid of working overtime in such a big building? I can accompany you."

"No need." Jiang Sulu was a little annoyed, and turned to stare at Cheng Hui.This is obviously a good word of caring and considerate, but when Jiang Sulu heard it, he felt that he was underestimated again.And this warm feeling also made Jiang Sulu very upset, he is the boss, Cheng Hui is just the secretary, they are not friends.

I don't know if Jiang Sulu's stare wasn't strong enough, or because the light was dim and Cheng Fan didn't notice at all, so he just asked casually, "Then aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Sulu didn't answer him anymore.

Cheng Hui tapped his head: "Oh, there is 223 with you, I forgot. Is 233 really a robot? I think he is almost the same as a human, except for his appearance."

Speaking of 233, Cheng Hui seemed very interested and kept asking questions: "I feel that it is really smart, not only human-like, but also smarter than ordinary people. It is completely different from the service robots seen in banks and coffee shops. Same, I didn’t see anything similar in the workshop last time, is there only one in 233?”

"Also, why don't you let others know about the existence of 233? If others know that FTG already has such a high-powered robot, then wouldn't FTG be unmatched?"

Cheng Fan threw a series of questions on Jiang Sulu's face, not paying any attention to his unwillingness to answer, and finally Jiang Sulu couldn't hold back anymore.

"233 is my graduation project. Robots that can be sold out of the factory must be monitored by the Asian League officials to ensure their safety. 233 uses a lot of controversial technologies. If you want to make it public, you need to apply to the government for testing. There are many Something to fix. I don't have time to do that right now."

The elevator had already arrived, but Cheng Fan reached out to hold Jiang Sulu's shoulder, and turned him to face him.His eyes were wide open, no sleepiness at all: "You mean you made 233?"

"Ah."

Cheng Hui raised his head and made a very exaggerated expression: "My God, are you a genius?"

Jiang Sulu felt embarrassed: "I did it for seven or eight years and failed 232 times before I made it like this."

Since college, he has been interested in how human-like robots can be.The current mass-produced robots can only correctly understand human instructions, find corresponding behaviors in massive information, or summarize information. They cannot create new things, that is, they cannot think.Human beings process information through the interaction of tens of billions of neurons in the brain, so human beings can comprehend, synthesize and innovate, and have perception and emotion.This is the most exquisite and complete system in the world, and Jiang Sulu is simply fascinated by it. 233 is just a poor imitation.

"Some people can't do this after [-] failures."

Hearing Cheng Hui's praise, Jiang Sulu's heart beat faster and his face blushed.The elevator door that had just been opened had been closed because it stayed too long. Only then did Jiang Sulu realize that Cheng Hui had been holding his shoulder.He lowered his eyes and twisted, Cheng Fan seemed to realize that he had overreacted, so he quickly let him go.

The elevator opened again, and they went in one after the other. Jiang Sulu said: "It's not a particularly top technology, it's just strange if you don't understand it."

Cheng Fan shrugged: "Maybe. But why don't you seem to have no confidence in yourself?"

Hearing his words, Jiang Sulu just stared at the gap in the middle of the elevator door, not answering.

Cheng Fan always seemed to see through him easily, as if he knew what he was afraid of and what he needed.The compliment just now was not even that exaggerated by his mentor.As for Jiang Chengyuan, he said that a product like his could not pass the approval and was useless, so there was no need to waste time and effort on this.

Praise and recognition, he always wanted it in the past, but he was disgusted by his pitiful appearance, so he didn't want it anymore.So much so that now he doesn't know what expression to put on when facing Cheng Hui's words, any expression looks pitiful.

Jiang Sulu walked out of the FTG group building with a sullen face. He was still next to the charging pole. Cheng Hui walked to the right to pick up his motorcycle. Jiang Sulu was waiting for his automatic car.

He raised his eyes and saw tall buildings rising from all around, the sky was like a wellhead with only a small side, and the people in the city were like trapped animals living in a cage of tall buildings.

The automatic car came, he looked in the direction the car was coming, and saw Cheng Hui rushing towards him at a faster speed than the starting car, with a very scary expression on his face.

Jiang Sulu didn't know what happened, he just stared at Cheng Hui's expression and wanted to back away.However, before he could take the steps, Cheng Fan grabbed an arm.Jiang Sulu felt that he had become a plastic bag, so light that he couldn't control his body. When he fell, he hit the hood of the automatic car that had just parked.

He didn't care about his waist, which was about to break, and was already stunned by the scene in front of him.

A man in black clothes and a mask emerged out of nowhere. In his hand was a gleaming watermelon knife. The blade was inserted into his hand. Blood flowed from the gap between his clenched fists like a handful of uncontrollable fine sand. It flows continuously.

Jiang Sulu immediately realized that the man in black was coming for him. He immediately turned on the terminal, called up the security robot on duty in the company lobby, and called the police on the terminal.

Cheng Fan said to Jiang Sulu, "Get in the car."

At this time, the gangster wanted to take the blade out of Cheng Fan's hand, but Cheng Fan quickly let go.The cut was not shallow, and he grinned in pain.The gangster took this opportunity to rush towards Jiang Sulu, Cheng Fan turned around to stop him, and the two formed a confrontational posture.The gangster had a knife in his hand, and Cheng Hui was already injured, so he didn't dare to go forward too easily.

Jiang Sulu didn't get into the car, looked around for things that were not in hand, and then went to look in the car.

The gangster thought that Jiang Sulu was going to get in the car and run away, so he didn't care about Cheng Fan who was in front of him.Cheng Hui saw the opportunity and grabbed the gangster's hand holding the knife, and the two began to fight.

In desperation, Jiang Sulu only saw the trash can next to him. He went up and pulled the trash can off the ground with all his strength.He raised the trash can and rushed towards the gangster regardless, and smashed the trash can on the gangster's back with all his strength. The plastic trash can cracked, and the smelly garbage exploded like firecrackers.The gangster was also staggered by him, and Cheng Fan took the opportunity to knock him down and pin him to the ground.

In just 2 minutes, the company's security robots had arrived, and the two robots handcuffed the gangster's hands on his body, and he could no longer resist.The sound of a police car sounded in the distance.

Cheng Fan injured his right hand, and he pinched the artery in his wrist with his left hand to stop the bleeding.Jiang Sulu quickly took off his tie, and wrapped it around Cheng Hui's palm several times.

Jiang Sulu was sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether he was tired or anxious.

"Go, go to the hospital first."

Cheng Fan looked up at the direction the police car was coming: "The police are here, they must be questioning, wait a moment."

"your hands……"

"A little flesh wound, it's okay."

"How can it be okay to bleed so much? Go to the hospital first."

Jiang Sulu got angry and was about to cry. The situation was too urgent just now, and now he felt the fear. If the knife stabbed himself or Cheng Hui, it would be really... Fortunately, it was not a fatal injury.

Cheng Fan squinted his eyes and smiled: "It's really fine, you don't have to worry about me so much."

When Cheng Hui said this, Jiang Sulu felt his gaffe.It happened that the police had already arrived, and they called up the terminals of the three people, and the cause and process of the incident were very clear.The police took off the gangster's mask, and Jiang Sulu felt strangely familiar.

Through the police questioning, I learned that this is a small supervisor of their sales department.When Jiang Sulu came up, the stock plummeted. He thought it was time to buy the bottom, so he kept following up. As a result, it fell again and again, and finally he couldn't bear it and sold it.Not only lost his own money, but also lost all his loans, and his wife divorced him.When he had nothing, he found that FTG's stock was soaring all the way. He firmly believed that Jiang Sulv had tampered with it, and his life was ruined by Jiang Sulv.He has nothing left anyway, and he wants revenge.

The gangster was taken away by the police, leaving behind two people who were scribbled on the street late at night.Jiang Sulu asked: "If you don't go to the hospital, where are you going?"

"Go home."

"Where is your home? You can't ride a bike anymore, take an automatic car and go back."

"My home is in the lower city, and the automatic car can't reach me. I'm fine, and I can still ride a bike. You're scared today, go home and have a good rest, just sleep and forget about it."

Jiang Sulu frowned, and his eyes fell on Cheng Hui's hand, his navy blue tie had been stained black by the soaked blood.Jiang Sulu felt anger rising into the air, and he didn't know why he was so angry. He stared at Cheng Hui and raised his voice: "How can you ride a bicycle like this? Can you take a good look at your hands? How can you be so angry?" So, can you listen to someone?"

Cheng Fan touched his head and said helplessly, "I really don't have any problems, and I don't like hospitals either."

Jiang Sulu grabbed Cheng Hui's arm and pulled him into the automatic car.

"Go to my house tonight and stay overnight."

At least going to his place can help Cheng Hui wrap up the wound well.