I fall in love with a super AI

Chapter 134 The Scene of Another World
At the same time that the Moxi Dada team was sitting together having morning tea, Zhang Xiaobao's black technology underground space.

"You have a sum of 3000 million in funds." A machine-like voice sounded in the room.

This is Zhang Xiaobao's personal living room.

At this moment, he was in front of the computer researching something, when he heard this voice, he stopped and stood up.

He pressed the secretary's call button, "Gah, gah, gah..."

The secretary came running, pushed open the door, and walked in at a trot. He stopped three meters away from Zhang Xiaobao and stood at attention.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Zhang Xiaobao said: "The 3000 million funds have already arrived in my No. 2 account. You can deal with it, transfer it to my No. 1 account, and then withdraw 32 in cash. Divide it into 32 shares, one for each person, and seal it in an envelope. Print each of their names on it, understand?"

"understand!"

"Go ahead, I'll give you a morning, I need to distribute them before noon."

The secretary took the order and came out.

Zhang Xiaobao opened two accounts with fake ID cards, named after No. 1 and No. 2. No funds are stored in account No. 2, which is an external account. Once the funds arrive, he will transfer the funds to No. 1 as quickly as possible. account, so his No. 1 account is more hidden.

Zhang Xiaobao finished his morning exercise, changed into a white coat, and walked to a workbench in the room.

His morning exercise is to surf the Internet and search for various interesting information.

After he put on the white coat, his movements suddenly became mechanical and his face was solemn.

This is the sense of ritual he pursues.

There are a variety of instruments placed on the workbench, including physical experiments, chemical experiments, and programming equipment needed by coders, etc.

If one person takes on so many cross-border businesses, he will go crazy even if he is not exhausted, because these are all cross-industry and require different thinking.

For human beings, there is only one mind, the individual mind.

Zhang Xiaobao obviously doesn't care about this law, he is arrogant, he wants to pursue his super god.

He clicked on the search tool and asked, "What was my most handsome moment?"

A voice answered: "This is the moment."

In this huge room, there are surround sound systems in the corners all around, together with all the equipment that can produce sound, he likes this kind of noise that belongs to him.

He not only pays attention to the world, but also lives in his own world.

Zhang Xiaobao nodded in satisfaction and started to work.

He was looking back at the movie clips displayed in Kong Yao's system last night...

"Hepburn" played by Kong Yao is played on the screen, with every smile and every move.

Zhang Xiaobao stared blankly, freezing the screen from time to time, recording something in his handwritten notebook.

"The most powerful AI in 2046, what's so great about it? It looks like it's just a little girl in heat, dreaming of her own princess dream!"

Zhang Xiaobao was so angry that he threw the pen in his hand on the table and became a little manic. He kept rubbing his hands together, as if he had nowhere to put his anger.

"Why did Niu Ben laugh at my pattern?" Zhang Xiaobao said to himself. He was obviously still worried about what Niu Ben said last night. "I want to make the world mine, including the future of mankind, and Niu Ben actually says that I am low-level!? It's a joke, it's like playing the piano to an ox!"

After Zhang Xiaobao vented, he seemed to realize something, and he looked at the picture again, lost in thought for a long time...

"You have a sum of 32 funds being withdrawn...the withdrawal is successful!" A voice suddenly came out from the speaker, "2968 million funds are being transferred out... 2968 million funds have entered account 1..."

Zhang Xiaobao was startled, looked at the time, very satisfied.

He pressed the secretary call button again, another secretary came running, pushed the door open and entered, still trotting, stopped three meters away from Zhang Xiaobao, and stood at attention.

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Zhang Xiaobao gave an order: "Call 32 people, I want to lecture."

Secretary No. 2 led the order and ran out.

……

This time was originally the morning training time for the 32 hijacked writers. Currently, they have no assignments. They are just conducting a neat housekeeping training in a hall under the leadership of several instructors——folding quilts.According to Zhang Xiaobao's request, the dormitory is more like a military camp than a military camp!
For these writers who usually only focus on creation and don't care much about internal affairs, it is simply torture, but Zhang Xiaobao has no choice but to accept it with both kindness and power.

The slogan on the wall is still new and eye-catching-keep happy, keep in shape, pick up a pen to fight at any time!

"Damn it, my mind has become rigid if this goes on. How can we talk about creation?" A writer was sticking his butt out and picking at the corners of the quilt, and couldn't help but mutter.

"Crack!" A belt hit her butt firmly.

"Don't talk!" The surveillance officer shouted after finishing his belt, "Go to the corner and stand!"

The man had no choice but to walk to the corner dejectedly, where there was already a person receiving corporal punishment.

I saw him standing on one leg, holding his face with both hands, trying hard to maintain balance...

And beside him, another man couldn't hold it any longer, and with a "hutong", his face turned out to be full of water!
He was splashed all over him.

This dear man shrunk his neck and had no choice but to stand next to them and took a faceplate handed over by the man in black...

At this moment, Zhang Xiaobao pushed the door open and entered.

"Hello, Chief!" All the men in black stood up and saluted.

Zhang Xiaobao saw three people receiving punishment, so he asked: "What mistake did they make?"

The man in black replied: "Reporting to the leader, they speak during training."

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Zhang Xiaobao asked very curiously, seeming to be in a good mood.

The man in black dared not answer...

"Say!"

"Yes!"

The man in black was about to repeat himself, but Zhang Xiaobao stopped him.

"I asked them to come by themselves." Zhang Xiaobao emphasized.

The three dear friends, you look at me and I look at you, a little frightened...

"Do you want me to let the dog go?" Zhang Xiaobao threatened.

"I only said one sentence—it's not interesting." The drenched man answered first.

Zhang Xiaobao nodded and looked at the next person.

"I... I said 'dead eunuch'..." After speaking, he looked at Zhang Xiaobao in horror...

Zhang Xiaobao rolled his eyes, and looked at the next one.

This person hadn't even had time to lift the basin over his head, and he looked very tired while holding it.

"Creation and making quilts are mutually exclusive... I said..." After finishing speaking, he put the water basin on his head.

"You are all seeking death!" Zhang Xiaobao pointed and said, "But... I am going to grant amnesty to you today!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Zhang Xiaobao's gourd.

"Gather everyone, I'm going to give you bonuses!" Zhang Xiaobao's locks of hair curled up in front of his forehead...

(End of this chapter)