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However, Naoya, who has long been accustomed to Gojo Satoru's little willfulness from time to time, didn't notice anything wrong, and only clinked glasses with him in a funny and helpless way.

And the pure and restrained Hiroki would not even notice the little Jiujiu in it, or maybe it was because he was too happy at the moment, with a rare and silly smile for him, holding the Coke in his hand, and Wujo Satoru He clinked his glasses lightly and said, "Thank you."

Gojo Satoru only felt the unknown irritability in his heart hit the cotton in an instant, curled his lips in boredom, and drank the coke with a smile still on his face.

After Zhenwang noticed it, she glanced sideways, but didn't say much, and continued to drink the cola that tasted a little new to her, which was different from the honey lemonade that she usually drank, which was sweet and moist, with With some tiny current-like stimulation, blooming on the tongue coating, it feels a little strange.

It's just... Zhenwang couldn't help but think of the phrase "I haven't eaten for a long time" that Master Naoya said without thinking when he was in the hotel after hearing Hiroki's proposal, but since she was in Counting from taking care of Master Naoya when she was in the Buddhist monastery, until today, she had obviously never seen him eat this kind of hamburger fast food.

Thinking of how Master Zhizai has not received any teaching, but can speak authentic Chinese clearly and fluently... Zhen Wang paused, and then stopped on his own, and decided not to think about it anymore. If one day, Master is willing to speak in person It's best to tell her, if not, it won't affect her much, as long as she guards the young master well, she doesn't need to worry about the rest.

On the other side, as the coke and hamburgers were eaten one after another, Naoya and Hiroki, who had regained strength, gradually talked more and more happily—although most of the time, Naoya was listening to Hiroki’s lectures on computer research. whimsy.

Naoya was a liberal arts student in his previous life, although he didn't know much about most of what Hiroki said, but with some detailed explanations and ingenious metaphors from Hiroki, he could still understand roughly.

Probably, no one has ever listened to him talk about his hobbies so seriously. The expression on Hiroki's face is obviously different from the bright brilliance of the hotel. With love and confidence, there is an upward vigor bursting out from the gray-blue eyes.

He didn't stop until his mouth became dry, took a sip of Coke slowly, looked at Naoya in front of him with some embarrassment, scratched his cheek with his fingertips, and said softly, "Did I say that?" It's a little too much."

"No, what you said is very interesting," Naoya said with a smile, "It's as if you just said that you want to develop artificial intelligence. Although I don't know much about computers, I also know that although this concept is early It has been proposed that even in the past so many years, no one has really developed artificial intelligence in the strict sense, and it is really remarkable if you want to start from this aspect.”

"No, it's nothing, I'm just talking about it now," Hiroki waved his hands quickly, his face flushed, "Besides, I also listened to what Naoya you said earlier about developing a network for conjurers. After exchanging ideas on the platform, I got inspiration." "I think, apart from the dedicated network platform, if the conjurer can have a more efficient, more intelligent and accurate collection of information, and even be able to quickly analyze when facing a spell, combined with Each conjurer's own situation, and then give a suitable solution... If you can have such an AI partner, it should be great for those conjurers who protect us ordinary people .”

Hiroki smiled lightly, and told the person in front of him all the thoughts about artificial intelligence in his mind, holding the Coke paper cup nervously in his hand, with faint anticipation in his eyes.

After listening to Hiroki's words, Naoya looked at the person in front of him, was a little lost for a while, and was even more surprised in his heart.

Originally, he invited Hiroki to join the firm, but he didn’t have much plans at the moment. He thought it was a long-term investment. After all, Hiroki’s age was right there, so he wouldn’t want a child who was only eight or nine years old to work hard for him. , but unexpectedly, Hiroki has not only conceived for him, but even better and more perfect than what he imagined at the beginning.

"... Naoya, is my idea okay?" But he didn't want to, Hiroki, who didn't get a response for a long time, misunderstood his silence, lowered his head a little bit disappointed, and the Coke paper cup in his hand was squeezed Slightly distorted, "I, I will definitely come up with a better plan, you believe me." Having said that, it's just that his whole body's energy is visibly sluggish.

"No, your idea is very good." Seeing that Hiroki's expression fell into a low ebb, Naoya quickly affirmed the other party with some amusement, and by the way, he took a small piece of fried chicken and gently stuffed it into his mouth as a comfort "I was just a little surprised. I thought you would do what you were more interested in. Although I invited you to join the firm, I didn't intend to interfere with your will. It's not too late to wait until you become an adult."

"No, that's what I want to do," obediently accepted Naoya's feeding, Hiroki's eyes brightened again, chewing fried chicken in his mouth, he said vaguely, "I want to use artificial intelligence, Help Naoya and your firm so that Japan can be reborn."

"Ambition is good," Naoya laughed, looking at Hiroki in front of him, although he was impolite, he still unconsciously fancied the cute puppy wagging his tail, his heart softened for a moment, he stopped trying to stop him, and It was Wen Sheng who encouraged, "Then you have to work hard, but you must also pay attention to the balance between work and rest, and pay attention to your body."

"Okay, thank you Naoya, I understand." Hiroki smiled.

However, Zhen Wang heard the phrase "pay attention to your body" from his young master, and under the cover of the paper cup in his hand, he couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth. Obviously, the young master himself often learns or carves objects. Staying up late into the night and refusing to go to bed, but now telling a boy of his age, this scene is inexplicably joyful.

Speaking of which, the young master is really good at taking care of children...Occasionally, when he is with Mr. Shi Er, he will be very childish. I really want to feel emotional in my heart. Looking at this situation, I can't help but think of the old master Gojo Wu When he sneaked into the monastery and saw the young master, the young master also used massage to comfort him successfully.

What Zhenwang can think of, Gojo Satoru can naturally think of it too. He looked at Naoya who was feeding Hiroki with a gentle face, and the inexplicable irritability in his heart lifted the lid of the pot again and bubbled, bubbling endlessly, holding back After a while, I couldn't hold it back, looked at Naoya, slapped the table loudly and said, "I want it too!"

"I want to take it myself," Naoya gave him a strange look, then lowered his head and took a bite of the burger in his hand, "I didn't stop you."

The last time he ate a hamburger was in his previous life, Naoya thought casually, but it is not clear if he had secretly eaten it before he was reborn in this life.

The burnt aroma of the meatloaf is perfectly combined with the softness of the bread. It is paired with lettuce, tomato slices and cheese, plus the sweet and sour mayonnaise. Each layer has a different texture and taste, and finally it is fully integrated. It creates a unique delicacy that is different from hard dishes for dinner. I have to say that it feels quite good to eat something like a burger once in a while.

Naoya here is enjoying the long-lost delicious food, but Gojo Satoru over there is not happy, and shouted again, "I want you to feed me!" There is a little grievance that can't be said.

"...Are you a child?" Naoya Kurosuke said, "You are already ten years old, and you are going to be the head of the house soon, can you be a little more mature."

"I don't care, I'm not yet ten years old." Wujo Satoru simply lay down on the dining table, and after saying this, he even opened his mouth to Naoya, making a look of "If you don't feed me, I will eat it." Even if Shi Er on the other side mocked him as "childish" with disdain, he was still unmoved.

Naoya: "..."

Sighing helplessly, Naoya had no choice but to take the chicken nuggets, and prepared to feed a certain wayward white-haired cat as he wanted, "Okay, okay, I'll satisfy you, come... eh?" Halfway through, Naoya noticed with sharp eyes that there seemed to be a few small black spots on the back molars of Gojo Satoru's mouth next to the left cheek, which aroused his vigilance, and he grabbed the sides of the opponent's cheeks and moved closer. Take a closer look.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Gojo Satoru didn't struggle, but just asked Naoya's movements.

"Enlightenment...you seem to have tooth decay." Naoya stared at the black spots for a while, then took a toothpick and scraped gently, after confirming that it wasn't something dirty, he said with a serious face. Say the conclusion, "How many sweets have you eaten recently?"

After listening to Naoya's words, Gojo Satoru froze, then quickly closed his mouth, escaped from Naoya's control, got up and sat back, away from Naoya's reach, turned his head and calmly retorted, "I didn't get Tooth decay, you read wrong."

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't even have to cover his mouth when he spoke, Naoya would have almost believed his nonsense.

"I told you to be more careful and you didn't listen, but the last time I went to Chinatown, I actually wanted to buy ten bunches of candied haws." Naoya frowned, his eyes mixed with helplessness and a little worry, and he was even more angry at Gojo Satoru's uncooperative appearance It's funny, "Don't tell me you sneaked away to buy it later, why don't you hurry up and let me see your teeth!"

"...No, no." Hearing this, Gojo Satoru was suspiciously dull for a moment, and then firmly refuted again, still refusing to cooperate.

"You actually went to buy it!" Naoya was shocked, and he was so clear about Gojo Satoru's little tricks that he felt his eyes go dark, "You really eat candied haws as a meal."

"I do not have!"

"Then let me see your teeth."

"No, my teeth are too white, I'm afraid I'll dazzle your eyes."

"What nonsense, let me see!"

"do not want!"

......

Looking at Hiroki, who was really arguing between the two, he was stunned. He managed to recover and tried to dissuade him, but he was stopped by Zhen Wang with a smile, "It's okay, Master Naozai and Master Gojo Satoru are good friends. They do this all the time, so don't worry."

"...Really?" Hiroki felt a little psychedelic. Just now, Naoya was gentle and tolerant like an elder, but now he changed his image, arguing endlessly with another person, or is this just getting along with friends? kind of?

All in all, the hamburger night for the five of them was pretty good.

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The next morning.

After seeing off Gojo Satoru, with the help of Hiroki, a little guide, Naoya and his party quickly found an office room in Mihua Town with a convenient location, a moderate floor height, and a simplified decoration.

The signing of the purchase contract and the follow-up work such as decoration work were all handled by Naozai to Mamoko. Originally, he was more inclined to rent and use it more flexibly, but there was a wealthy Gojo Satoru by his side. After listening to his ideas, Confused, "Why bother renting it, wouldn't it be better to make it your own?"

Naoya: "..."

As for Shi Er, he printed some business cards to let the other party see if they are suitable when they take orders and do tasks on their own, and help 'promote' the firm.

"The office hasn't opened yet, so a lot of business cards have been printed." Shi Er looked at the stack of papers in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Naoya with some amusement, "Your thinking is pretty good."

The face of the person being ridiculed did not change, and he even said confidently, "Anyway, you can't be idle, and in that case, I might as well find something for you to do." After a pause, he urged, "Also, luck is so Just play a little less horse racing and pachinko."

"Whispering." Facing the last sentence, Shi Er put his business card in his pocket. As for whether he wanted to help promote it, it depended on his mood, and then he rumpled his straight soft hair. Then he turned and left.

On Hiroki's side, among several rooms, Naoya deliberately chose a room with good sound insulation and a window, and planned to use it as Hiroki's dedicated research room. Shu went to the corresponding market to purchase professional computer equipment.

Naoya doesn’t know anything about this aspect. One must know that he used a computer in his previous life, at most, to do homework ppts, or to open documents and write papers. Therefore, he left the choice of work to Hiroki himself, and what brand to use The host, and the specific configuration, let the other party decide for themselves.

"It's not too far from your school. If you want to come here when you have time, you can come here." Looking at the newly renovated laboratory under the arrangement of professionals, Zhizai smiled and handed over the key to the door. Hiroki, "The sound insulation here is good. There is no major renovation going on outside, so it shouldn't disturb you in general. If there is anything wrong, you can tell me or Zhenwang directly."

"Okay," Hiroki took the key carefully, holding it in front of his chest like a baby, and promised, "I will definitely keep the key safe."

"By the way, if you don't dislike it, you can eat with me and Mamoko for lunch and dinner in the future." Seeing that Hiroki opened his mouth to say something, Naoya smiled and interrupted, "Take it as Mention to pay your salary."

After listening, Hiroki watched Naoya's lips flutter, and after a while, he nodded heavily and smiled in response, "Yeah!"

The last one is Naoya himself. In addition to continuing to learn carving skills from Mr. Mingde in Chinatown, he will also receive some Chinese and Japanese translations from the Internet from time to time with the help of Hiroki. It seems that the rewards are good. For the small bill, he let the other party directly transfer the money he earned from it to the original debit card, which can be regarded as a little subsidy for the family.

In this way, everyone is working hard on their own, and everything is gradually developing towards the direction Naoya envisioned.

Until the scorching midsummer, little by little with the slipping sweat, time slowly entered the cool golden autumn without knowing it.

In a blink of an eye, it's October.