Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

Fifteen years later, An Qin officially took over Anda Investment and was responsible for Anda's business expansion, while Yan Xiuzhu, the original head of Anda, devoted all his energy to the research and development of artificial intelligence.

Two years later, Anda launched the world's first true artificial intelligence.

At the press conference, a voice talked to the family of a randomly selected audience member through their cell phones. Ten calls were made in a row, each lasting more than three minutes, and no one noticed that the person on the other end was not human.

There was an uproar.

The reporter asked loudly: "Mr. Yan, what is the name of this AI?"

Yan Xiuzhu raised his hand, and the voice sounded again: "I almost forgot to introduce myself. Hello, this world. I am An Yan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"An Yan? Why is it named this?"

An Yan: "Does everyone know about Anda Investment's talent plan? In fact, the original intention is to recruit elite talents from all walks of life to create huge benefits, and then invest this part of the benefits into social construction to balance resources. I wish I could have thousands of mansions to shelter all the poor people in the world. This is the origin of my name."

Reporter: "Isn't it because of V CEO An Jing?"

An Yan: "If you mention this name, Xiao Yan will be sad. I don't even dare to mention it."

Yan Xiuzhu smiled and looked down: "Yes, I can't mention it. I will miss her."

After An Jing left this world, she did not return directly to the upper realm, but immediately traveled between different worlds, constantly waving the Four Symbols Evil-Breaking Sword to dispel all the evil spirits in this world.

From then on, good and evil are clearly distinguished, and cause and effect are cyclical. Although there are still many injustices in the world, as long as we are willing to be positive and optimistic, there will always be a day when the clouds will be cleared and the sun will shine.

From now on, hard work can make you rich, efforts will not be in vain, and everyone can bravely pursue their dreams.

skyline.

Yuanbao sensed the aura of the little Pixiu and came out to greet him early.

"Your Highness, you are finally back!"

The evil spirit on the little Pixiu instantly faded away, and he looked at her with a smile: "Do you miss me?"

"Ok!"

"Where's my father?"

"It's still with the Lord of Heaven."

"what happened?"

"It's not Xihe God, you haven't woken up yet. I heard that you have recovered your power. The God is very anxious."

"Oh? Not awake yet? Let's go check it out."

Yuan Bao pouted and looked unhappy: "It's only been eight days. Xihe Xianjun might have drunk a little bit and slept a little longer. Why are you in such a hurry?"

The little Pixiu suddenly stopped and asked: "How many days did you say?"

"Eight days... Your Highness, it's only been eight days since you descended to the mortal world!"

The little Pixiu turned around and left instantly.

Yuan Bao couldn't catch up at all: "Your Highness, where are you going?"

The voice of the little Pixiu came from far away - "Go to see an old friend."

Human world.

Yan Xiuzhu was admitted to the hospital just after his 100th birthday.

Known as the father of epoch-making AI, he never married or had children in his life, but there was an endless stream of people coming to visit him.

After waking up from his last coma, Yan Xiuzhu took the initiative to tell the doctor that if he fell into a coma again, there would be no need to rescue him.

He wanted to feel the last moment of his life quietly.

Yan Xiuzhu dismissed all the people who came to visit him and asked his assistant to push him to a place.

This was originally a nightclub called Redcard, which he later bought and turned into a private residence, with two cars, a pile of gold bars and an ugly cake.

The old man sat alone in a wheelchair, looking at the things in the house, quietly waiting for the arrival of death. The face that he still remembered vividly seemed to appear before his eyes.

Will we meet again after death?

A crisp bell sounded.

Yan Xiuzhu turned his head to look at the person who came, and a woman who looked familiar but different from the one in his memory appeared behind him.

The woman was a little shocked: "Can you see me?"

"Well, I guess I'm not blind yet."

"You are so old, and yet you are still not blind."

"It will probably be soon."

"Oh why?"

"Because my eyes are blurry, I seem to see an old friend."

After saying this, Yan Xiuzhu slowly closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly.

A tear slid down the woman's face and disappeared in an instant.

skyline.

The little Pixiu went away for a while and came back soon, and Yuanbao didn’t even have time to go back.

"Your Highness, why did you come back so soon?"

"Something happened," the little Pixiu said with a serious face, "Let's go to Lingxiao Palace."

Yuan Bao said hurriedly: "No need to go, just now I told His Majesty that you were back, and His Majesty also said that Xihe Immortal Lord was awake."

An Jing turned her head suddenly: "You said Xihe is awake?"

"Yes, Your Majesty... Your Highness, why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me!"

When the little Pixiu arrived at Lingxiao Palace, he learned that Xihe returned to her own residence as soon as she woke up, saying that she was going to handle official business.

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The little Pixiu was speechless. How could he still take her away at this time?

I immediately put the speculation in my heart behind me. If it was really him, he shouldn't be in a hurry to go back to work at this time, right?

However, now that he was already here, the little Pixiu set off for Xihe's residence.

Xihe Mansion is located at the highest point of the Nine Heavens, the closest place to the God Realm.

When the little Pixiu arrived, Xihe was standing beside the desk, flipping through the documents on the table.

A familiar bell rings.

Xihe raised her head slowly——"Hello, An Jing."

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