Chapter 1281

On the way, PIM, who was terrified, drove home smoothly. Even if he saw someone sitting on the road reading a newspaper, he would doubt whether the other party was coming to kill him.

But no, newspapers are newspapers, and there are no rocket launchers hidden behind them.

I don't know if it's Frey who is very helpful or whether the new director underestimates himself. In short, he is relaxed after he puts on the ant man uniform in the basement of his home.

"What are you doing?" Janet came over with a cat in her arms and looked at him with a puzzled look on her face. "Are you going to patrol before it's dark?"

PIM scratched his head, took her hand, sat down and told Janet what had happened today.

"So, are you going to take me abroad?" Janet looks strange.

"Yes, we have money and we can live well wherever we go." PIM nodded. He watched TV and was chased and killed by spy agencies. It's a common choice to go abroad and remain anonymous.

Janet held out her finger and nodded on his head. "Stupid, we are the safest only in the United States. Now come with me. Let's go and register a company."

"Even if I registered, the registered capital would not exceed 500 million dollars, and the New York City government would not compete with Aegis because of the tax revenue that has not yet been obtained." PIM thought of fighting with capital in the conference room at that time, but after talking with Frey, he knew that the new director had arranged a killer, so he could not be sure of the role of capital.

When the game develops to the dark side, the rules on the surface often don't apply.

Janet took him to the bedroom, took off her pajamas, put on her skirt, dressed up a few times, and painted a light make-up.

"I know that, but it's limited to the fact that our capital is isolated, but if we set up a company, if we have cross shareholdings with other consortia, things will be different." She peeped out of the window and found no suspicious people: "if stark industries owned our shares, the military would back us up to a certain extent. If Wilson holds our shares, then the White House must also consider Wilson's attitude. When Osborne technology, Hummer industries and other enterprises entered the board, we connected ourselves with the consortium. "

"But there is no value in the non circulation of shares. We don't have any chips." PIM frowned, and some of them were said, "only by my name as a scientist?"

"As long as you say that you have inherited part of Howard's scientific research, you have the capital. Now the whole of New York is missing this scientist. His patents on electric toothbrush have sold at a high price recently." Janet has learned a lot from running her own tailor shop over the years: "you haven't learned anything since you worked with him for so many years."

Although the tailor shop has not yet developed to the point of listing, she inquired a lot of things in advance, and now she has become more shrewd.

PIM held his head and pondered over the intersection between himself and Howard, but after thinking about it, he estimated that there was only electronic virtual intelligence technology.

Howard once learned that the U.S. military has a giant robot called sentry, so he wants robots to play with himself.

And his design is better than those of the military robots, directly in place of artificial intelligence.

However, the assumption is too far ahead. The supercomputer is bigger than the container, and the robot is designed to carry no suitable processor unit, so the plan is put on hold.

Originally, Howard was going to wait for the miniaturization of the computer to restart the project. Unfortunately, he died. Then, as the first assistant physicist, PIM became the only one in the world who had studied this topic.

"Aochuang plan." "Howard and my robot project," PIM muttered

Janet doesn't know what robot plans are, and she doesn't understand either. Just hear that her husband has a card. She pulls PIM out of the house in a daze:

"now we have the cards to persuade others to buy shares. I think tonistak must be interested in his father's legacy."

unfortunately, to Janet's surprise, Tony seems to have calmed down a lot after the funeral. He insists on seeing the design of artificial intelligence first, and then negotiating the price.

Can't someone come to the door empty mouthed and say that he should believe his father's legacy? Even if it is a procedure, he has to see his father's special traces to determine.

The simple program is not credible, but if the electronic image of artificial intelligence has a coquettish moustache, it means it is genuine.

Is PIM available? Of course, he immediately plugged the hard disk into the computer host of stark industrial headquarters, and then called up the original program on the spot, and began to frantically type the keyboard to complete most of the missing data, which was in his mind.

A few hours later, the three-dimensional head of AI appears in green lines on the screen, and he starts the loudspeaker to say hello to the three people. Tony nods.

"It's a great thing. I'll take it."

Tony had made up his mind that it was really his father's legacy, and only a genius like him would have invented this cross era product.Whether it's 500 million or 1 billion, he bought it.

"Dr. Howard gave up the project before he died. I finished her. I named her Ophelia." PIM tapped a few keystrokes to shut down AI and unplugged the hard disk: "I won't sell her, but if we can work together, I can write you the same AI housekeeping system."

"Whatever, just let my father's invention come back to me and make an offer." Tony goes to the bar to pour himself a drink. Seeing Janet trying to pass him a pile of contracts, Tony shakes his head. "Put it on the table. Don't give me anything."

A few days ago, Tony took over his parents' belongings from Jarvis. He had this mental illness and felt that taking things from someone else was an unfortunate start.

Since then, he has been paranoid not to let others give him things, all things are put aside, waiting for him to take.

"It's all said. It's my work. It's not entirely your father's." PIM turned his lips, and he noticed that Tony was not listening.

Janet stealthily stepped on him and winked at him. It means that when the business is settled, why care who gives more? Wouldn't it be better for Tony to think it was all his father's idea?

Pimburn wanted to retort like a tough scientist, but he didn't dare to resist Janet's strength, so he just kept his head down.

Tony picked up the document and looked at it. He was as if he hadn't heard what PIM had said before. He flipped through the contract. He didn't even care that PIM technology was not established at all, it just existed on paper.

Quickly read, carelessly signed, reached cooperation.

From today on, stark industries has invested one billion yuan and holds 20% of PIM technology. Tony doesn't care whether it's a loss or a profit.

Father's invention came back to him, that is, happiness. Spending money means happiness. Otherwise, why make money?

He has already thought about it. When Dr. PIM finishes writing this stark industrial AI program, he will name it Jarvis. Steward, the best is Jarvis. Tony doesn't admit that there are other housekeepers in the world whose names are more suitable than Jarvis.

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