Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Tang Yu smiled slightly, "This time the main product is actually a high-end chip, which is not for the general public in terms of sales. However, in order to highlight the power of this chip, Marvel ordered the'Robot No. 7'. I once again Emphasize that this is not the main body of sales this time. Robot No. 7 is a limited edition, which will not exceed 10,000 units in total."

There was silence below.

The stage suddenly went dark!

There was an uproar below, but then, a little starlight appeared above the stage, like little stars in the dark night...

There were cicadas and frogs all around, as if walking into a midsummer night.

The mind will calm down all at once.

Pei Qiqi was in the dark, listening to those sounds, it seemed that he heard the sound of water.

The lights came on slowly, dizzy yellow and warm.

Tang Yu was sitting on a beige sofa and flipping through a magazine, while a small but ugly thing was sitting beside him.

Is that "Robot No. 7"?

That little thing is artificial and soft, although not pretty.

In particular, the expression was really vivid, and he started to sit very well-behaved. For a while, he felt impatient and endured it. Then he swept to Tang Yu's side, lying on his lap, raising his eyes: "Brother. "

Tang Yu was still holding the magazine, and a slender hand stroked the ugly little thing comfortably: "Little Qi, don't make trouble."

Xiao Qi! ?

Pei Qiqi's body was shocked.

The little guy on the stage flattened his mouth, and his eyes looked teary, as if he had been wronged.

Then he ignored Tang Yu and crawled aside to lie on his stomach, and it was the kind of small P shares facing the sky.

Tang Yu put down the magazine in his hand, glanced at her sideways, sat down and pressed the ugly little thing on his lap, and patted gently: "Are you angry?"

"No!" Xiao Qi was lying on his stomach, her voice muffled...

After, after, not without, Tang Yu did not intend to reveal too much privacy to others, the light dimmed again, Xiao Qi was gone, and Tang Yu had a small chip in his hand.

His gaze swept around, and finally fell on the shocked face of Pei Qiqi, and smiled slightly, "This set of chips has a memory function, so powerful that you can't imagine it, and can even copy... someone you once loved."

His black eyes settled on her little face, Pei Qiqi couldn't move half a point.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Tang Yu's mouth, "As for the robot No. 7, it needs to be customized and subjected to strict background checks."

Having said that, the reporters are all excited. What they are most concerned about is, "Mr. Tang, the price of Robot 7 must be not very close to the people?"

"In my opinion, it is priceless." Tang Yu is ambiguous and is unwilling to reveal too much. "As for the others, I will accept an exclusive interview with Jiaren, and everyone will know when that happens.

There was another uproar at the scene...

Pei Huan rolled his eyes while sitting in the background. If the public knew about this press conference, it was just to show Pei Qiqi to see that ‘Little Seven’, there would not be any robots for sale at all. I don’t know what to think?

Anyone who orders the number seven will be rejected...

What a good hand!

Pei Huan bit her fingernails and thought lazily.

At the end of the press conference, the reporter asked questions. Tang Yu answered perfectly and looked perfect, but when the reporter went back, he would find that there was no way to write this draft.