Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

He wants to try it with Chang Yao!!

Hearing what he said, Feng Shan suddenly felt a tightness in his chest again. Seeing that the master looked unhappy, the housekeeper hurried forward to help him calm down.

"Master, if you have anything to say, please talk to me nicely. You just had surgery, you can't get angry."

Feng Shan pointed at him and said, "Look at what nonsense he said. Do you still want to marry Chang Yao?"

"Yeah, I've thought about it." Feng Yi said firmly.

Feng Shanqi's monitoring data fluctuated, and the nurse rushed to the ward immediately after seeing it.

The nurse gave him an injection, and after his emotions stabilized, his data returned to normal. The nurse said to the people in the ward, "The patient just had surgery, so his emotions can't fluctuate too much. Be careful."

After that, the nurse went back to work. Feng Shan propped himself up and said, "You'd better think it over and get out."

Feng Yi turned around and left the ward without stopping, and the housekeeper followed him out.

"The master is rather stubborn, but he still cares about the young master. Young master, please don't be angry with the master," the housekeeper advised.

Feng Yi responded and drove back to the company. Wu Zhou walked into the president's office with a tablet computer and showed President Feng the morning's live broadcast data.

"Mr. Feng, a blogger went to Nanxi Apartment. Some livestreamed and some filmed videos, and the results were pretty good. One netizen on the livestream said that their family consists of five people: two adults and three children. The children are usually too noisy, so the adults want some independent space. They want a duplex apartment, connecting the upper and lower floors."

Feng Yi wanted to create a sales record as soon as the store opened: "It can be arranged."

"There's a problem now. If we build a duplex, the space downstairs will be larger, and the space upstairs will be smaller. Our robot housekeeper won't be able to clean the second floor."

We can't move around all the time, and it wouldn't be appropriate to put two robot butlers in a duplex apartment.

Feng Yi thought for a moment and said, "Come with me to the factory."

They walked out of the office and passed by the staff office area. Feng Yi stopped and said, "Chang Yao, follow me."

Chang Yao quickly cleaned up her desk, turned off her computer and followed them.

Chang Yao got in the back seat and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go to the factory."

Wu Zhou drove to the robot production factory. Feng Yi walked in front. Li De was patrolling the workshop. When he saw him, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Boss Feng."

Feng Yi looked at the R&D staff in the workshop: "The design department and the technical department are having a meeting now."

They picked up their laptops and walked into the conference room. Feng Yi directly stated his request: "The customer asked for a duplex. The second floor space is relatively small. Now they need a machine that is small and exquisite, and the functions are not too different from the first-generation machine."

The people in the technical department looked at each other in confusion. Mr. Feng's words meant that they had to make smaller parts, which was a challenge for them.

However, a generation of robots has already been made, and the programming is not a difficult problem for them.

Tao Hetong, the head of the technical department, asked, "Boss Feng, is there a time limit this time?"

"You only have four months." In order to catch up with the launch of Nanxi Apartments, they have to complete the design and function testing within four months.

There are no major problems in the technical department, and now the pressure is completely on the design department.

Dong Kong, the head of the design department, grabbed his hair in pain. Mr. Feng didn't treat the design department as human beings. The last delivery robot almost made them bald, and it happened again this time.

They urgently need to have their fortune told to see if they can live to retirement age, otherwise all the insurance payments over the years will be in vain.

Dong Kong spoke cautiously, "The robot housekeeper has its own cleaning system and can control the vacuum cleaner and other cleaning tasks. The robot on the second floor needs to be smaller, but still have the same functionality. Mr. Feng, do you have any ideas for the design?"

Instead of racking their brains, it would be better for Mr. Feng to give them some hints to give them a direction. It would be best if they could come up with a design draft without thinking like last time.

Feng Yi looked at Chang Yao. The last time he made a delivery robot, its appearance and safety were both pretty good.

Chang Yao thought for a moment and said, "If we want to make the robot on the second floor smaller, we can refer to the current robot vacuums for cleaning functions. They are small and can reach every corner of the house. We can use them as the chassis."

Dong Kong looked at Chang Yao with eyes that were like the pen he had used for many years, which he loved very much and cherished very much.

"Yeah, that solves the cleaning problem."

Chang Yao didn't expect her suggestion to be adopted. She looked at Feng Yi and said, "Mr. Feng, I think it's unrealistic to ask the robot on the second floor to have the same functions as the robot butler. For example, a robot butler can serve tea and water, which a small robot probably can't do."

Dong Kong quickly said, "Yes, Mr. Feng, the machines nowadays are designed according to height, and the height is suitable for most people."

Short robots may not be able to operate these machines, so they need to screen out some less necessary functions.

Chang Yao spoke boldly again: "I think the robots on the second floor only need to maintain cleaning and entertainment functions."

The technical department was called upon. If they produced the product according to Chang Yao's opinion, it would greatly reduce their workload, so they naturally raised their hands in agreement.

Feng Yi trusted her: "First make it according to Chang Yao's ideas, and then make changes if you find anything you are not satisfied with during testing."

The problem now comes to the design department. They have to design the appearance of the robot.

In the afternoon, they had dinner together. Dong Kong sat next to Chang Yao and, while pouring her a drink, whispered, "Chang Yao, do you have any suggestions for the robot's appearance?"

"Aren't small things better? They can be cool or cute, satisfying the tastes of both men and women."

"Please ask Mr. Feng what style he wants." They didn't want to revise the manuscript endlessly.

Chang Yao said slowly: "I'll ask for you later."

"Then let's add each other's contact information." Dong Kong took out his cell phone.

Tao Hetong, who was sitting next to Dong Kong, quickly said, "Don't just focus on yourself, I want to add more too. Assistant Chang, please give me more advice in the future."

Chang Yao quickly said, "That's too much. I was just offering some small suggestions."

Dong Kong continued her words, "When I first started in this industry, I also had a lot of ideas. But after a few years, the pressure was too great and I ran out of ideas. Your opinions are very useful to our entire design department."

I've been working in the design field for a long time, but apart from being able to draw smoother lines, I haven't made any other progress.

Add to that lumbar disc herniation, cervical spine problems, and a lack of inspiration, and he's almost like a machine.

Dong Kong pushed Tao Hetong's hand and said, "I'll send it to you."

Chang Yao approved their application and said: "I will continue to work hard in the future."

Dong Kong smiled and said, "Eat more. Come visit the factory more often when you have time."

"Okay." Chang Yao picked up the chopsticks, tasted the dishes on the table, and put the ones Feng Yi could eat in front of him.

After dinner, they went back one after another. Wu Zhou drove the car into the villa, handed the car keys to Mr. Feng and left.

Chang Yao went upstairs to take a shower, change into pajamas, and sit on a chair on the balcony, looking at the night.

Feng Yi held a bottle of wine and sat next to her: "What are you thinking about?"