Mingyao's suggestion is excellent.

Pei Siyu never intended to veer towards cultural interests.

He frowned slightly, then affirmed Mingyao's suggestion: "Your suggestion is very good."

"Now, Haidu's management is also trying to innovate its culture,"

Mingyao beamed with joy, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Pei Siyu.

She finally offered Pei Siyu a suggestion in her area of ​​expertise!

"But that's too broad."

"As you said, Haidu has a rich cultural heritage, but it is too broad."

"Every historical period has its own unique history and culture. Should we focus on the key aspects of all eras, or concentrate on a single historical period?"

"Wouldn't it be too limiting to only cover one historical period?"

"The most important question is, how can this robot be widely used?"

Pei Siyu's suggestion made Mingyao fall into deep thought.

This idea is good, but putting it into practice is too difficult.

They are willing to try making new cultural robots, but there may not be a market that will accept them.

Mingyao wants to do more than just spread culture; she wants the general public to accept this robot and apply it in their lives.

The purpose of developing high technology is to make everyone's life more convenient. If we only pursue value without bringing more convenient changes to the general public, it is, in some ways, a failure.

Moreover, if you're going to create a cultural and happiness robot, you also need to make it interesting. Even if the content is profound, it should be conveyed to users in the simplest possible way.

Technically, the Haichang branch is definitely not a problem.

What about history and culture?

Not only is a large amount of historical data required, but also historical experts.

Mingyao felt increasingly troubled as she thought about it, as her majors in literature and history were intricately connected.

She herself is also very interested in history and has studied a lot on her own during her university years.

University professors even wanted her to specialize in history at the graduate level, but unfortunately, Ming Suqin fell ill and had to give up her studies.

Mingyao fell into deep thought. Pei Siyu glanced at her and smiled, "I'm just raising a question, it doesn't mean we can't do it."

Mingyao was stunned for a moment, then looked up and her eyes shone brightly as she looked at him.

"Do you have some ideas now?"

"Um."

Pei Siyu began to explain: "Our robots can be designed for students, as well as those who have an interest in history itself."

"For those who are already working, we can make a smaller robot, similar to a smartwatch."

"The smartwatch can contain all the poems and interpret different poems according to the user's mood in different scenarios."

He spoke eloquently, leaving Mingyao completely mesmerized.

Pei Siyu seemed to be glowing as he spoke.

Noticing Mingyao's intense gaze, Pei Siyu looked over as if sensing something.

Their eyes met, and Mingyao's face instantly turned bright red.

She immediately avoided Pei Siyu's gaze and awkwardly cleared her throat.

What do you think of this suggestion?

Mingyao looked out the window to ease her tension.

She nodded like a chick pecking at rice; "Your suggestion is excellent."

"I never expected this."

When the person behind her stopped moving, Mingyao turned around in confusion.

Pei Siyu's handsome features suddenly magnified several times in front of her, almost filling her entire field of vision.

Mingyao gasped, her eyes widening as big as walnuts.

At this moment, she stared intently at Pei Siyu, her mind completely blank.

Pei Siyu was so close to her that it felt like he was about to hit her with his iron rod.

Mingyao dared not breathe, and the blood in her body felt like it was on fire.

The atmosphere in the cramped carriage became ambiguous, and Pei Siyu's deep eyes became even more unfathomable.

"husband……"

Mingyao swallowed hard, forcing a smile: "What's wrong?"

She kept telling herself not to overthink it.

Perhaps Pei Siyu noticed something dirty on her face?

“Su Xueya, I would never have thought of this without your suggestion.”

"You did a great job,"

Mingyao was stunned for a moment, and a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes as she looked at Pei Siyu.

Did Pei Siyu get so close to her just to compliment her?

Mingyao tilted her head, increasingly confused.

"Honey, are you praising me?"

Mingyao blinked her big, bright eyes, her watery black pupils reflecting Pei Siyu's expressionless face.

Pei Siyu glanced at her sideways, "No way?"

He frowned, his gaze towards Mingyao carrying a hint of accusation.

How could Mingyao dare to upset him? She kept shaking her head.

No, no.

Pei Siyu straightened up and continued driving.

Mingyao clutched her chest, still shaken, and glared at Pei Siyu with a mournful expression.

It's all his fault!

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be in such a state of panic right now.

Because the press conference went well, Pei Siyu generously gave his employees a three-day holiday.

Before the holiday, Pei Siyu arranged for Director Zhang to secretly recruit professionals from the history and literature departments, and to recruit a new batch of high-end technology talents.

All of this was done in secret; no one else knew about it except Pei Siyu, Mingyao, and Manager Zhang.

To break through the encirclement by Wei Ning and foreign capital from W country, they must not reveal the new project before the final exhibition!

With a rare three-day holiday, Mingyao wanted to take the opportunity to rest.

Who knew that on the first day of the holiday, just as dawn was breaking, Pei Siyu woke her up.

Mingyao glared at Pei Siyu as if he were her enemy.

"Honey, isn't today a holiday?"

Why are you up so early?

Mingyao is also grumpy when she wakes up. Heaven knows how angry she was when Pei Siyu dragged her out of bed.

If it were anyone else, Mingyao would immediately turn pale and lose her temper.

Who told Pei Siyu to lift her up?

A sliver of reason allowed Mingyao to suppress her raging anger and force a smile at Pei Siyu.

Pei Siyu took a leisurely bite of his toast. "I booked a plane ticket for nine o'clock."

"Go to the Su family's old house at seven o'clock to pick up your brother. The timing is just right."

Mingyao had just taken a sip of soy milk when she almost choked on it.

Her eyes widened, "Pei..."

Pei Siyu raised his eyes, and a chilling light shone from his eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well.

Mingyao quickly slapped her mouth in apology, "Hehe, honey, don't be angry."

"I'm used to calling him that at the company, and I can't change it all at once."

Pei Siyu lowered his eyes, picked up a tea egg with his long, slender hand, and began to carefully peel it.

His movements were slow and deliberate, and he looked very elegant.

After peeling an egg, he casually placed it on Mingyao's plate.

"Call me husband at the company from now on."

Mingyao's attention was focused on the smooth tea egg that Pei Siyu was peeling, and she didn't hear what he was saying at all.

"Honey, what did you just say?"

Pei Siyu stared at her questioning gaze, carefully wiped his hands with a wet wipe, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Playing dumb?"

How could Mingyao be so innocent?

"I don't!"