AI diary

At 35:[-] in the morning, Mr. Sean hurriedly pushed open the door of my room and gave me a gray suit at the same time.

The gray suit was packed in a dust bag, very elegant material, crisp and soft.I didn't spend too much time analyzing the material of this suit. Even an ordinary person can understand that the fabric of this texture should be [-]% pure wool after touching the smooth surface.

"Hurry up and change it." Mr. Xiao En held my parameter data in his hand and compared them item by item, and shouted at me without looking up.

I was a little helpless, he was supposed to be here at eight o'clock sharp, but he was late for a full 35 minutes and 46 seconds.

But now it seems that he has no intention of apologizing to me for this incident at all.

I went into the locker room with my suit, which was presumably required and provided by my employer.After all, Mr. Sean himself is still wearing more than 300 polyester blended fabrics, and he will never buy such an expensive suit just to look good.

When I took off the slightly monotonous white T-shirt on my body, I glanced at the man in the full-length mirror. That should be my current appearance, with a pair of long and bright eyes, and lips that are very flirtatious at first glance.At the same time, he has an excellent figure, beautiful abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, smooth skin wrapped in firm and tight muscles, and under the smooth spine, there are two shallow waist dimples.

I silently rated this body in my heart. Although it is against the rules, I must say that I am very satisfied with this body in my heart.I mobilized my almost brand-new brain, which already has enough content, but I have to admit that this data analysis comparison is my subjective first.

Looks like it should be in the good category, at least what most people would consider an attractive male.

It was almost nine o'clock when I finally tidied up the well-made suit and smoothed out the fine wrinkles caused by Mr. Xiao En squeezing the subway, and came out of the dressing room.

Mr. Xiao En held a blue chip in his hand, which should be the memory chip he mentioned to me a few days ago.Mr. Sean has an appointment with that client at 10:30, so we don't have much time left.

He routinely asked me to repeat Asimov's three laws of robotics, when in fact he should have me repeat the details of those laws at the same time.But obviously, because of his lateness, we didn't have much time to do these things today, and these things I have repeated many times, boring and redundant.

So we tacitly skipped this step.

After I'd repeated that simple law of three, he pushed the chip into my slot.

It took me about 10 minutes to understand the life of a man named Lu Jian, and then I roughly inferred that my employer should be the partner in his memory.

Perhaps, I shouldn't call him the employer now, but Chen Rui, calling him by that name in an indifferent and intimate tone.It can be seen that the owner of this chip is a fickle and affectionate person, and I am familiar with every trick of his.

It was 25:5 when I saw Chen Rui, and Mr. Xiao En and I arrived at the designated place [-] minutes earlier.

We take it for granted that the employer will be about 10 minutes late, and as the service provider, we allow a 15-minute wait time.

But surprisingly, Chen Rui is already in the customer experience hall.Mr. Xiao En quickly adjusted his mood and led me towards him with a smile on his face.I am not surprised by Mr. Sean's ability to change his face. During the two months I followed him, I understood his every move very well.

In comparison, what surprised me was Chen Rui, who was very different from the one I remembered.As far as I can remember, Chen Rui seems to be a man with a smile on his face and a very delicate grooming.Shuttle through various receptions glamorously, speaking beautiful words, with a beautiful smile.

However, the man standing in front of me, although still as slender as I remembered, with a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes and fair skin, was not at all as proud as a peacock in my impression, dazzling enough to attract everyone's attention look.

In fact, Chen Rui in front of me looked very haggard, and those amber eyes only glanced at me and then quickly moved away.He was wearing a white shirt, and his figure was slimmer, and his hair was combed, but it was obvious that it was all hastily prepared this morning.

I tried my best to call him in Lu Jian's tone as stipulated in the contract.His body trembled slightly, and immediately, he took over the contract from Mr. Xiao En and signed it.

He didn't look at me, even when I called out his name, he didn't look at me.

But what does it matter?I thought about it, but my mood was still comfortable, and the corners of my lips curled up unconsciously.

Chen Rui's eyes stayed on my face for a moment, but when I wanted to respond, he looked away again.

Regarding his avoidance, I can only turn my attention back to the contract in the hands of Mr. Xiao En.Chen Rui's handwriting is as beautiful as his hands, with a chic and long stroke, which is the same as that on every album he signed at the signing event.

When I got into the black Mercedes-Benz MPV, I saw several reporters holding cameras on the side of the road.

It was only then that I remembered that this car was Chen Rui's special car.

Then the somewhat tragic car accident in the memory chip scrambled to import pictures into my mind.How painful it was for Lu Jian to be pierced by those broken glass, and how uncomfortable it is for me to sit in the car now.

I can't blame me for this, I can completely attribute this to the discomfort caused by Lu Jian's chip.Because I am an AI with normal configuration in all aspects, I shouldn't have such disgusting and disgusting emotions.

In other words, the accident that directly led to Lu Jian's death left him with great pain before he died.This kind of pain directly caused the discomfort and psychological shadow of me, the bearer of his memory chip.

The driver kept trying to watch me in the rearview mirror, and I smiled at that.Lu Jian's impression of this driver should not be very deep, he didn't even remember his face clearly.

Although I haven't formally met him face to face, judging from the rearview mirror, he is only about 30 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Based on his familiarity with Chen Rui, Chen Rui should have never changed drivers.

Therefore, Lu Jian really went too far.To be honest, when I first read Lu Jian's memory chip, what I saw was a fuzzy and fat bald uncle with a noisy and noisy duck voice.

Soon, I understood the reason why Lu Jian had vilified him so far in his memory.

The driver's eyes were almost glued to the narrow rearview mirror: "They look alike, and they look exactly the same when they smile."

He praised the current technology: "It's really the same." I was a little uncomfortable, especially when I saw one of his hands leave the steering wheel, a cold sweat broke out on my back.

Fortunately, Chen Rui quickly stopped the driver.