The Mother of Robotics

Felton Group. Without an appointment, Valentina was politely stopped downstairs by the receptionist. Valentina was contemplating whether to leave and head back or to send a message to William. As she was hesitating, someone approached. Leonard: "Miss Ricardo, how come you're here?" Upon hearing his voice, Valentina turned around to see Leonard quickly approaching, "Leonard, where are you coming from?" Leonard patted the briefcase in his hand, "I had to go back to the Felton family to pick up something. Are you looking for Mr. William? Why didn't you go up?" Valentina: "I was just passing by, thought I'd come in and check. Is it okay? Is William here?" The receptionist couldn't help but sneak a glance at Valentina, audacious enough to call Mr. Felton by his first name, was she of high importance, or just ignorant of the hierarchy? Leonard: "As long as you want, it wouldn't be a problem for the Felton Group to be yours. Mr. William is upstairs." Hearing Leonard's comment, the receptionist took another glance at Valentina, then started to feel a bit anxious, recalling and making sure she hadn't been impolite to Valentina. "Leonard, who is this young lady?" "She is Mrs. Felton. Remember her, next time when she comes, escort her upstairs." The receptionist quickly nodded, "Yes." Then she turned to Valentina and greeted her tactfully: "Hello, Mrs. Felton." Leonard said, "Miss Ricardo, let's go this way." As they walked towards the elevator, the surprised receptionist watched them, thinking to herself: Is Mr. Felton... married? Is Mrs. Felton... so young? She should still be in school, right? Inside the elevator. Leonard started with a laugh, successfully grabbing Valentina's attention, then raised a finger, whispering, "Miss Ricardo, there's a question that's been on my mind." Valentina glanced at him. "This has been keeping me up at night. I just can't figure it out. I hope you can clarify. Can you tell me why Parker calls you Victoria and how you suddenly became Mr. Murray's daughter?" "That's two questions." "Do I need to choose one? Then I would like to know the former one more." Valentina looked at him again, opened her mouth but said nothing. Meeting Valentina's eyes, Leonard chickened out, "Or you don't have to answer. Just pretend I didn't ask." Valentina was baffled, "Did I do something?" Leonard smiled awkwardly, "No, it's just that based on my understanding of you, knowing something from your lips would cost me something, and there's nothing on me appealing to you, which means I would be in danger. So, there's no such thing as a free lunch, especially from you. Yes, that’s it." Valentina didn't do anything from the start to finish, and she was speechless, mumbling, "Seems that my reputation isn't good either." "What did you say?" "I was complimenting you. It’s rare to see someone pull back on the brink. Keep it up, curiosity did kill the cat after all." "I think so too." He was still curious. Mr. William would know for sure, but asking Mr. William... better not, his heart isn’t softer than Miss Ricardo’s. Leonard walked out of the elevator with Valentina, running into a few colleagues. Valentina, despite her age and attire, didn't look like a client, nor did she seem to be an employee of the company. The colleagues who often joked around with Leonard suddenly became thoughtful. All of them, having their eyes sparkling with gossip, asked, "Leonard, what are you up to during work hours...?" Looking at their teasing, Leonard thought of getting back at them, but on second thought, he decided not to. And God forbid, if they upset Miss Ricardo due to their inattentiveness, he would also suffer. Leonard said, "This is Mrs. Felton." Everyone was stunned, "Which, which Mr. Felton?" The two vice presidents were over fifty, and their children were older than this young lady, so it was definitely not them. Could it possibly be Lewis? The age matched up, and their appearances were well matched. Leonard glared at him, "Your direct supervisor, who do you think?" "Clang--" the sound of a file dropping to the ground. Everyone was dumbfounded, all forgetting to greet Valentina. They stood there, staring at the retreating figure of Valentina. "Mr. William?" "Did Mr. William get married? When did that happen?" "Is Mrs. Felton... too young?" "So, the rumors about Mr. William taking his brother-in-law to the SAT were true?" "I thought I recognized her. I remember someone sending me a photo of Mr. Felton kissing a girl in front of the school building... That girl was..." "Damn it! Did we say anything to offend her just now?"...... Leonard said, "Mr. William is having a meeting, Miss Ricardo, I will take you to his office first. I have some documents for him, I will tell him later." "Okay." "Speaking of the meeting, Miss Ricardo, you are so efficient, do you also know a bit about robots?" "Pretty much, why?" "Mr. William is planning to enter this industry. Nowadays, technology is advancing rapidly and people's acceptance and demand for artificial intelligence is growing day by day. Mr. William has studied a bit while studying abroad. I wanted to ask if you have any suggestions about robots. The current market's artificial intelligence all has human customer service behind them, Mr. William wants to open the market with robots of BeepBoop level or even better ones. If successful, our country's technology will reach a new height, contributing to the country's development. After all, everyone knows that our technology is not highly ranked internationally." "Is that what his current meeting is about?" "Correct." Valentina, pausing her steps, "Where is the meeting room?" Inside the meeting room, the executives were absorbed in discussion, sitting upright. When Leonard entered through the back door of the room, he naturally attracted attention. William moved his eyes, about to look away when he saw Valentina following Leonard in. The moment he saw her, his stern face began to soften. He looked a bit surprised, "Why are you here?" Then he started getting up. Valentina raised her hand to stop him: "Sit down, carry on with your work." She moved over to an empty chair against the wall, and to him, she said, "I was just passing by, thought I'd come in and see how things are going. Carry on." Goodness, who is this girl, speaking to Mr. William like this? If one didn't know any better, they might think she's the chairman. Even the two vice-chairmen, William's brothers, never talk to him like she does. Besides, there's a meeting going on. The content of the meeting is confidential. Is this something that people can just listen to at random? All the key members were staring at Valentina, sizing her up. What's even more astounding to them was the attitude of William. William said, "Alright." They've never seen their Mr. William listen to someone else's words like this. William raised his hand, lightly tapping the table: "Carry on." Once William has spoken, nobody dares to say that this is confidential and shouldn't be heard by others. The meeting had already proceeded to the two-thirds mark. William was sitting at the very front, flipping through the documents in his hands, in a relaxed posture. He was adept at multitasking, conducting the meeting while occasionally glancing at Valentina who was sitting there, their gazes frequently meeting — she was constantly watching him. Seems like she quite liked the diligent and controlling William. Perhaps his charismatic allure was definitely on show. After a while, Valentina took out her phone and started playing with it. Everyone noticed that William was "distracted". During the winding down of the meeting, Valentina, who had been engrossed in her cellphone the whole time, turned off her phone and turned to him: "I heard from your assistant that you are planning to venture into the technological field, specifically into robotics." William knew Valentina wasn't just there to observe the meeting, so he asked: "Any suggestions?" Nonchalantly, Valentina replied: "You can ask me anything you don't know." With this statement, Valentina once again became the focus of the room with everyone looking at her with various reactions. Does she even know what she's saying? The key attendees in the meeting were left clueless about how to react to the situation, it was the first time they had experienced something like this. William chuckled: "Then I'm going to take you up on that offer." This statement from William instantly filled the room with an air of solemn respect. Everyone's gaze shifted back to Valentina, their expressions had changed. Could she be a consultant or expert in this area that Mr. William had invited? But it... didn't seem likely. And her age... Unless she was extraordinarily gifted. Valentina said, "Wouldn't it be easier to break into the market if you had a leading figure from this industry to be the spokesperson?" "You mean?" "The Mother of Robotics."