Little President ABO

Whether it's public transportation or a private car, autonomous vehicles are scurrying through the streets of Uptown.All driving vehicles are integrated into a common network. As long as the start and end points and the time are determined, the vehicles will automatically plan the route and adjust the speed. There will never be road congestion and traffic accidents will be greatly reduced.

If it is said that the price of taking an automatic car is relatively expensive, the sky train hanging upside down in mid-air is relatively cheap.The air train shuttles among the forest-like city buildings, especially at night, when the display screens on the car display various advertisements back and forth, and the light tails on the high-speed shuttle belt look like falling meteors.

It was night now, but the upper city was still as bright as day.In addition to the light of street lamps, full-length display screens erected on high-rise buildings, vehicles in operation, various billboards and light signs...Jiang Sulu looked up and could only see the sky train passing through the wall and buildings covering the sky.The starry sky depicted in books and photographs is invisible here.

But no one regrets it.I don’t know when, there is a poem describing the city in the elementary school textbooks of the residents of the upper city.The poem reads:

The city is the reflection of the starry sky

Light is everyone's star

The sound of the machine takes away poverty and disease

The world is a microcosm of heaven

People are satisfied because they live in such a highly affluent and rich paradise on earth, and no one really yearns for the dilapidated city and the romance of poverty.

So Cheng Fan's retro manual motorcycle seemed out of place.Manual driving is romantic at best, but wasteful at worst.In an era when there was no need to learn how to drive and everyone could drive a vehicle, manual driving required complex and expensive tests.And when it is included in the entire driving network, other self-driving vehicles have to make a lot of adjustments because of it.The wasted time and resources required him to pay a large manual driving tax.

What a strange person.

Jiang Sulu used to live on campus, and went home during the holidays. He moved out of his home to take over his company. Like an ordinary graduate, he rented a small apartment not far from the company.He knew very well that none of the positions and money he owned was earned by himself, so he didn't have the confidence to squander it.

He took out a self-heating food from the refrigerator, heated it on the table, and went to take a shower.I didn't know that the previous tenant was such a narcissistic person that he even installed a mirror in the bathroom, which made Jiang Sulu blush for a long time every time he took a shower and saw his own body.

After washing the hairspray thoroughly, he also took off the leather shoes with two pairs of height-enhancing insoles. With his fluffy curly hair on his head, he changed into loose pajamas, and brought the hot food and hot milk on the table to the bedside.

He turned on the bedside lamp, turned on the terminal projection, and continued to read the company information that hadn't been sorted out in the past few days while eating.

Self-heating food is as boring as this cumbersome and lengthy information, but it is not cheap, because it just rightly provides the carbohydrates, protein, fat and various required elements that human beings need every day, and is the daily food of residents in Uptown , is also the healthiest food.

He looked at it for a while and yawned, and then found the detailed information about Cheng Hui that 233 had sent him, but he was attracted by the 3D head portrait on the information at first glance.He clicked on the head and zoomed in, and a life-sized image of the head appeared in midair—in front of Jiang Sulu's eyes.

In the portrait, Cheng Fan didn't tie up his fragmented hair that hangs down to his neck like he did during the day. During the day, he tied the half in front of the forehead and behind the ear to the back of his head, and combed it neatly with hairspray.In the portrait, his forehead hair hangs down to both sides of his cheeks, messy and flowing, covering half of his eyes.There was no daytime smile on his face, but his lips were tightly closed.Thinking about his height, combined with this sharp, stern and emotionless face, Jiang Sulu felt Alpha's sense of oppression invisibly.

Except for Jiang Qianyue, Jiang Sulu has always avoided contacting A, probably since he was about ten years old.At that time, he split into O beyond everyone's expectations. Jiang Cheng didn't say it clearly, but he was actually quite dissatisfied with it.Jiang Sulu faintly felt his father's dissatisfaction, and subconsciously felt very inferior to his own attributes.

In his eyes, his father is a typical representative of Alpha, and he wants to stay away from Alpha as much as possible, so the less he gets along with Alpha, the more nervous and uncomfortable he feels when in contact with Alpha.When he reached the age of marriage, he was also unwilling to marry A. When he lived alone, he never thought that one day he would have to rely on Alpha because of work.

Jiang Sulu looked at Cheng Hui's profile picture, and when he fell into these thoughts, the terminal reminded him that his mother had come and sent a communication request.

His mother was anxious, and when the communication was connected, he questioned: "What did you do to make your father so angry, and you are still tossing me in the middle of the night."

"It's nothing, it's about the company."

His mother was nagging: "You can just listen to your father about the company's affairs. You have to decide what to do. Your father's health is not very good, and you are so angry that your blood pressure has risen again."

Jiang Sulu didn't speak, but lowered his head.

His mother's voice finally softened: "Your father asked you to go home tomorrow, so come back,"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Sulu let out a sigh of relief.This result was within his expectations. He didn't follow his father's orders, so he would probably be scolded tomorrow.

His mother also held a grudge against him. When he first offered to be the CEO of FTG, he was scolded by his mother.Not yet married at this age, and working in a company is hard work, so he shouldn't be doing it with an Omega.But it was his father who made the decision in the family, and his mother couldn't get over this matter in the end.

A lot of troubles piled up together, Jiang Sulu simply didn't think about any of them, and went to sleep with his head covered.

Early the next morning, he put on the height increasing shoes again, took a long time to get his hair done, and went to the company.Today is to visit the production workshop below. From research and development to production, he must be familiar with every process, otherwise he will not be able to discuss cooperation with others.Cheng Hui also arrived on time today, followed behind him, and patrolled the various workshops.

It may be that yesterday's salary increase bought people's hearts, or it may have caused Cheng Hui to act as a deterrent behind him. Today, no one makes things difficult for him, and everyone from management to ordinary employees is polite to him.Jiang Sulu thinks that's all right, he doesn't need those subordinates to treat him with the same heartfelt respect and love as his father, as long as the surface is passable and his words are effective.

After visiting one place in the morning, I ate some self-heating food at noon, and went to another place in the afternoon.Before he had walked much in the afternoon, he felt that his legs were sore, especially the blisters on his heels seemed to be worn out.

The manager explained to him in detail what these employees were doing, such as a metal ball being hand-polished, which is the joint of an anthropomorphic robot.The next step is to embed the ball into the robotic forearm and palm.The various colored cables on a complete arm are connected to a device through which voice recognition commands are sent down to the palm of the front end.

The administrator also told Jiang Sulu that this device is connected to FTG's test code center and database, which is why it is so flexible and accurate.He probably thought that this Omega only entered the company by relying on his father's power, guessing that he knew nothing about these high-precision technologies.

Jiang Sulu didn't listen very attentively. On the one hand, he is an expert in programming codes. He knows how to write instructions to operate these machines. The administrator's narration is very boring. on the tip of the knife.It's just that he was holding back, not wanting to take the Alpha's idea that he was a useless O.

Looking at Cheng Hui, who was striding like flying beside him, Jiang Sulu thought dejectedly that O's physical fitness was not 01:30 worse than A's. No matter how brave he was, he was just a useless O.

"What's wrong with you? Your feet don't feel right?" Cheng Hui hooked his waist, buried himself in Jiang Sulu's ear, and said softly to Jiang Sulu when the administrator who led the way saw an employee who had made a mistake to correct him.

Cheng Hui's breath was right next to his ear, Jiang Sulu's scalp tightened, and he subconsciously said, "I'm fine."

Cheng Hui stepped back a little, and looked at Jiang Sulu with concern and helplessness: "Are you really all right? I think you are walking with a limp."

Jiang Sulu couldn't stand Cheng Hui's eyes, so he hesitated and said, "It's just that the shoes are a bit worn out, it's nothing."

"Why is it nothing? You still have to visit for an afternoon. Wait for me for a while."

After Cheng Hui finished speaking, he walked away quickly. Jiang Sulu wanted to stop him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the management came over.

As soon as he entered the next workshop, Cheng Hui came back. He told the manager, "I have something urgent to report to Mr. Jiang, and find us a room where there is no one left."

The management was a little confused, but took them to the office upstairs.After the management was gone, Cheng Hui took out the disinfectant and bandages in his pocket, and asked Jiang Sulu to sit down and look at his feet.

As soon as Cheng Fan made this proposal, Jiang Sulu's face became hot, and he quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I will do it myself."

"It's okay, your clothes will wrinkle when you squat down, let me do it."

As soon as Cheng Fan insisted, Jiang Sulu was at a loss. Before he could think of a more convincing reason, Cheng Fan pushed him onto the chair, and then squatted down to take his foot out of the shoe for him.

The blister on the heel has been worn out, and the white cotton socks are stained with pink blood.Cheng Fan held his foot with one hand, and gently reached in through the trouser leg with the other, looking for the opening of the sock.

He gently touched Jiang Sulu's ankle, and the itchy feeling soon made Jiang Sulu blush.He retracted his feet in panic, and said, "I'll do it myself."

Cheng Hui didn't pay attention to him, and held his foot with a little strength so that Jiang Sulv wouldn't break free.

"The sock may be sticky to the wound, and it will be a bit painful to take off the sock."