Pathologically imprisoned by an AI of his own creation

A smile appeared on Liu Fengyue's face, and playing with these people made him feel a strange pleasure.

Except when he was with Shen An, he had only felt this way when Liu Lan died.

A message from the new network director opened before his eyes.

[all the best. ]

The corners of his mouth curled up again.

In fact, it’s not to blame Liu Zhuoze for being stupid. After all, he would never have thought that ‘Liu Fengyue’ would have two.

Renyou Hospital——

Perhaps, we can also call it the branch of the Royal Hospital of East.

Considering that it was developed in China, Liu Fengyue chose a more local name for it.

At this moment, in the hospital hall, the person Liu Zhuoze had brought to make trouble was still crying on the ground.

This so-called medical accident became a huge commotion after he added fuel to the flames.

It's a pity that he found the wrong person and used a gambler with a bad record.

Seeing Liu Fengyue walking in from outside the hospital, the media swarmed over and handed interview microphones to him:

[President, there are people accusing the hospital of causing death of patients due to medical malpractice. What do you think? ]

[Why haven’t you come forward to respond before? Is it because there is really a problem? ]

[Some people have questioned the financial statements of Renyou Hospital. Can you please respond? ]

……

In front of him, the interviewing reporters kept asking questions. Liu Fengyue's expression did not change, and he still looked at the camera calmly with a warm expression.

From Xinwang, the largest news media in the imperial capital.

"I understand that everyone has many questions to ask, but the most important thing today is naturally the matter of Renyou being falsely accused."

The word "false accusation" aroused a wave of excitement in the crowd. Everyone looked at each other in confusion. It was the Xinwang reporter who was the first to react and asked almost immediately:

[How did Renyou determine that he was falsely accused? Is there detailed evidence? ]

Li Zhuang, the 'victim's family member' who was still crying and making trouble on the ground, kept complaining to the camera with so-called evidence.

After hearing these two words, he turned his head sharply.

Although he was crying and scolding so loudly, there wasn't even a single tear on his face.

Seeing Liu Fengyue lowering her eyes to look at him, meeting his eyes and then turning her head away, intending to respond to the interview, Li Zhuang rushed towards him in a hurry.

While condemning, he also pointed at the camera and shouted:

"It's him! It's him who killed my wife! You give my wife back! It's you, quack doctors, who killed her."

However, in just a blink of an eye, the man was pushed to the ground by the police who rushed over, and the camera instantly zoomed out to focus on the center of the conflict.

Liu Fengyue, who looked calm, smiled calmly at the man and then turned to the camera:

"It's not my place to respond to legal issues. It's better to leave them to professionals."

As he spoke, he calmly stepped aside and made way for several police officers.

"Let Officer Li respond to this matter."

After nodding with Officer Li, Liu Fengyue calmly left the crowd and exchanged tacit glances when passing by Xinnet reporter Li Shishi.

Behind him, Officer Li responded from a distance:

"...Police suspect Li Zhuang is involved in murder..."

There was a voice behind him, and Liu Fengyue left the center of the farce. The reporters who had trapped him were attracted by Officer Li's speech and listened attentively.

Only a few small online media outlets who couldn't squeeze in wanted to chase after them, but they were stopped by Liu Fengyue's bodyguards.

Liu Zhuoze, who was watching real-time reports from the live news broadcast, saw his calmly leaving figure on the screen and kicked the table with disdain.

After waving, Qi Qing walked over and listened to his orders with lowered brows:

"Join those companies to continue squeezing Renyou's space. The hospital that has been losing money still needs to be guaranteed. I want to see how much money Liu Fengyue has to spend."

As he said that, those gloomy eyes stared at Qi Qing, and the pressure made him break into a cold sweat:

"Also, keep an eye on him. I said, I want Liu Fengyue's every move. Just now you reported to me that he was in the hospital office, but just now he came in from outside the hospital."

"You can't even look down on a person, Qiqing. If you don't want to do it, take your people and get out of here."

Liu Zhuoze couldn't find Shen An, so he vented his anger on him.

After nodding calmly, Qi Qing responded and retreated. After arranging the tasks, he slumped on the chair.

I have been working overtime for several days.

In class X, going to the grave is worse than going to work.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the front desk phone called again:

[Qite Assistant, Miss Li Wanning is looking for you. ]

"I'm afraid Mr. Liu won't want to see anyone now..."

With a tired tone and he pinched his eyebrows, Qi Qing keenly sensed something was wrong. As expected, the receptionist did not hang up the phone, but continued:

"Miss Li said she wanted to see you."

Can he say that he is also free?

Resigned to his fate, he sat up straight in the chair. After thinking about the current situation of the Li family, he still felt a little sympathetic. He braced himself, and Qi Qing still responded:

"Ms. Li, please wait in the conference room on the left side of the third floor. I'll be right back."

Taking the special elevator, Liu Fengyue returned to the dean's office alone, entered the lounge and locked the door.

After confirming that the stand-in robot was still here and sealed it, he turned to look out the window.

It's getting dark, it's almost night, and it's easier to do things when it's dark.

He was immersed in processing some documents that he had not looked at carefully when he was not in the hospital. He was comparing the information database to learn when the private channel suddenly rang.

With a move of her fingers, Liu Fengyue opened the email and read it.

It is an invitation letter sent by Detroit to all members of an artificial intelligence technology conference sponsored by Detroit for this year's technology exchange conference.

Each invitation letter has a unique identity key. The one sent to Liu Fengyue has the name GP2104 in the invitee column.

It is the virtual username of Shen An’s registered account.

She obviously doesn't love him, but after killing No. 04 with her own hands, she still uses his name everywhere.

Humans are so complicated.

After scanning the invitation letter briefly and confirming that the content was the same as in previous years, Liu Fengyue put it aside, looked at the time, and prepared to continue working.

Shaking his head, a smile coated the corners of his eyes, but did not reach his eyes:

Shen An, you really brought it upon yourself.

At first, I only wanted to clear the memories related to him, but I didn't expect that after using keyword erasure, the unstable technology would erase many memories that should not be erased.

Such an important thing.

What was shared at the exchange meeting is that the most advanced AI technology and future prospects in the world today are extremely important.

At least Liu Fengyue would never miss such a good opportunity to learn and iterate.

I don’t know if there will be anything interesting this year.