Chapter 133 I Have a Bottom Line: Strategies for Doll Management

That very night, Wang Xiao regretted it.

She should have dislocated all those guys' arms on the day they came to their door.

Because she only just found out that there was a Ruan Rui in there.

Honestly, she had completely forgotten about that.

Ever since she sent that guy to jail, he's been like a dead man to her.

Unfortunately, his sentence was too short, and the two years passed in the blink of an eye before he was released again.

Wang Xiao considers himself a very magnanimous person, at least not the kind who holds grudges.

If the man surnamed Ruan is sensible and keeps a low profile from now on, then she can continue to treat him as a dead man.

Unfortunately, even after serving two years in prison, this person still hadn't learned to play the innocent and dared to continue his reckless behavior.

As a result of this jump, he broke his lumbar spine.

This can be considered a mark left on him by his two years in prison.

On the day the police raided the gambling den, he had a stress response as soon as he saw the police officers' peaked caps and uniforms.

Before he could even process what was happening, he immediately jumped out of the window and ran away.

Unfortunately, the flimsy umbrella didn't allow him to land easily, unlike in the movies.

The result of his jumping from the third floor was that he suffered compression fractures of the L2 and L3 vertebrae, with each fracture reaching one-third of its original size.

What does that mean? It means he's very likely to be disabled. As for the extent of the disability, that will depend on his recovery after surgery.

Tsk, this completely denys Wang Xiao any further opportunity to perform.

It's really frustrating.

Regarding the second report against Wang Xiao, the authorities acted faster than she expected; the police arrested the relevant individuals involved that same day.

Well, to be more specific, they actually never left the police station.

Because there's still some time before the Spring Festival, it's not the busiest time for the police station yet.

Therefore, in addition to collecting fines, police officers also have the energy and space to conduct cautionary education for these individuals.

After this incident, their family paid a fine, and they were still unable to leave the police station in time.

Then, new charges were brought against them.

It's neither about producing obscene materials nor about illegal business operations, but rather a well-known, all-encompassing crime called speculation and profiteering.

As soon as the charges were announced, Gao Weimin's family went crazy.

Although this crime may have been a joke in later generations, it is considered a serious offense at present.

How should I describe it?

For example, there are currently many pornographic books and movies on the market, which have always been a major target of anti-pornography campaigns.

However, the legal community has always believed that the legal penalties for such behavior are insufficient.

Some have suggested that, in order to increase penalties, the act of producing and selling pornographic books, pictures, and audio-visual materials in large quantities or under serious circumstances could be prosecuted as speculation and profiteering.

This proposal immediately met with opposition from other legal scholars, who argued that it would broaden judicial interpretation and violate the original intent of the legislation.

The strong reaction from the legal community demonstrates just how serious a crime speculation is.

It not only imposes fines, but it can also put people in jail for three to five years.

Gao Weimin's family was extremely anxious and kept trying to find ways to smooth things over and get everyone out.

His family insisted on one thing: although the factory had violated regulations by producing dolls that were no longer in its production and sales scope, they had not yet sold them.

They don't make dolls for sale; their purpose is for scientific research.

The Gao family produced a pile of documents, which they had obtained from Sister Miao and the others, to prove that they were indeed conducting scientific research at the research institute.

As for why so many dolls were made at once, it's because scientific research requires control experiments, and a sufficient number of experimental samples are necessary.

The institute's leadership also pressured Miao Xiuli and others, demanding that they come forward and help clarify the facts.

The reason given was that everyone is a colleague and they see each other all the time, so if you are good to me and I are good to each other, then everyone will be good to each other.

It's not like we're committing heinous crimes like murder and arson, so why make it like this, turning it into a life-or-death struggle?

Miao Jie's research team was completely stunned.

So, when you guys acted like thieves, causing each of us to lose 3,000 yuan in project bonuses and 500 yuan in monthly allowances, did your leader treat us like family?

What's with all this talk about everyone being happy? What a load of rubbish! We'd be better off without you guys.

That's why people say a public service job is a secure job; those who hold such a secure job tend to be more daring when facing their superiors.

Specifically, it manifests as: "Since I'm not expecting a promotion anyway, I'll just criticize whatever I want. Go ahead and fire me if you dare."

If a job with guaranteed security could be easily terminated by a single word from a leader, it wouldn't be called a job with guaranteed security.

Out of concern for losing research projects and stipends, the people at the Chemical Engineering Institute tacitly sided with Wang Xiao, and no one was willing to come forward to prove that the institute's affiliated factory was also part of the research project.

On the contrary, Miao Xiuli and others insisted that this project was a collaboration between them and the Love Power Factory, with clear division of responsibilities. They claimed that Gao Weimin and others took the data, which was clearly theft.

Due to the limitations of the era, the police had little concept of this kind of commercial espionage, and were not even bothered to be shocked, let alone file a case for investigation.

So after all that chaos, Gao Weimin was actually released on bail.

This made everyone even angrier, because it was obvious that the research institute was protecting him.

Doesn't that sound unbelievable? A research institute can influence the actions of the police?

But in fact, this kind of operation is not unusual. The rule of man over the rule of law has never disappeared in judicial practice.

However, the director did not expect that his decision to save Gao Weimin would be met with fierce resistance from all the staff.

The employees even went on strike, and some wrote letters of complaint to their superiors, accusing him of accepting bribes during his tenure.

You should ask the director whether he accepted any bribes.

What a joke! Stop pretending to be innocent. Don't forget, two years ago at this time, Wang Xiao gave him a Soviet military overcoat that cost a thousand yuan back then.

When you see one cockroach, there are probably already more than a hundred cockroaches in the house.

The director wasn't afraid of a single employee rebelling; he could subdue them with a single finger.

But the director was afraid, or rather, all those in power were afraid of a collective resistance from the people.

Even the most powerful tyrants in history, once faced with a mass rebellion by the people, met a tragic end.

In an effort to ease tensions and give each other a way out, the institute's leadership team, after a meeting, finally came up with a conciliatory solution: dismissing Gao Weimin.

Before anyone could express their dissatisfaction with this lenient approach, Gao Weimin went mad upon hearing the news.

He couldn't accept the decision at all, so he grabbed a knife and went to the hospital.

Wait, what's he doing at the hospital?

Get back at them.

Oh? Could it be that the director has fallen ill and been hospitalized due to anxiety?

Sigh, I'm overthinking it.

How could someone who can become a leader have such poor mental fortitude?

She still eats well and has no problem getting boils, let alone fainting and going to the hospital.

Gao Weimin pushed open the ward door with a knife in his hand, and without saying a word, he started stabbing the person lying on the bed.

His movements were so fast and without any prior warning that the person in the next bed was completely stunned and unable to utter a sound.

It was only when a nurse came to change the patient's IV fluids and saw the blood spreading on the bed that the patient screamed "Ah!"

Then the wailing alarm went off.

The flashing red light doesn't indicate an ambulance. The person is still in the hospital; they can be taken directly to the operating room for emergency treatment, so an ambulance isn't needed.

Upon receiving the call, the local police station rushed to take over the case.

The hospital's security personnel are almost going crazy.

Medical disputes are not common now, so the main task of the security department at present is to catch thieves, rather than to fight violent criminals.

When they received a call from the ward and rushed over, they saw a young man holding a blood-stained knife. Their legs went weak, fearing that he might suddenly attack and stab them repeatedly.

Fortunately, this guy probably committed the crime in a fit of passion. He only realized he was scared after stabbing the person. When the police from the local police station came and took him away, he was shaking so badly that he couldn't even walk. The police had to carry him into the police car.

Anyone who saw it without knowing what was going on would never have imagined that he had just been wildly swinging a knife, with blood splattering everywhere.

Wang Xiao was terrified.

Honestly, she never expected Gao Weimin's reaction to be so intense.

Even though it was already common knowledge before she transmigrated into the book that the end of the universe was all about taking civil service exams, she never imagined that someone would kill someone just to get a government job.

Especially now, in 1992, when opportunities to make money were everywhere.

Gao Weimin has been out before and earned money before.

Even if he earns less by flying to Moscow, the money he makes is still equivalent to a month's salary at the research institute.

Is it really necessary to escalate such a trivial matter to the point of murder?

She wasn't particularly afraid that Gao Weimin would harm her.

There are countless people who hate her and wish she were dead.

Gao Weimin wanted to take action, but he should go to the back of the line; who knows when he'd get a number.

Moreover, this person didn't even dare to touch the director who directly decided to fire him, which shows that even when he went crazy, he was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong, and dared not overstep his bounds.

What's more, it's suicidal to attack Wang Xiao.

Don't forget, Wang Xiao is surrounded by bodyguards. If someone were to attack him, they could act in self-defense and kill the person on the spot, which would be a perfectly legal procedure.

Thinking about it this way, Wang Xiao even felt a little regretful that he should have given Ruan Rui a chance to make a move.

This world is truly unfair; good people don't live long, but evil people live for thousands of years.

Not only did Ruan Rui survive the fall from the third floor, but he also survived all the stab wounds inflicted by Gao Weimin thanks to timely medical intervention, which saved his life from the clutches of death.

Wang Xiao can't help but wonder if the protagonist's halo really exists in this world, otherwise how come he doesn't die?

Ms. Chen Yanqiu spoke the truth: "He might as well be dead now."

Postoperative care after lumbar spine surgery is very important. Originally, Ruan Rui was only at risk of paralysis, but after being subjected to such a series of needle pricks, his instinctive resistance and struggle resulted in him becoming completely paralyzed.

Besides, the organs inside the abdomen are either removed or repaired, so it's far from being a complete person.

What's worse, Ruan Rui doesn't have a work unit, so who can she ask for reimbursement for her medical expenses?

If his parents were wealthy, they wouldn't have had to take their child back to their hometown.

Now the Gao family is controlling the medical expenses, forcing Ruan Rui to back down, write a letter of understanding to plead for Gao Weimin, and even admit his mistakes.

For example, the doll-making incident was instigated by him to do it with Gao Weimin. In fact, he was the mastermind, and the latter was just an unfortunate puppet.

For example, he had been refusing to pay back the money he owed Gao Weimin and had been making sarcastic remarks to the latter, which is why Gao Weimin took the knife in a fit of anger.

In any case, the Gao family's current attitude is to kick a dog when it's down and bully him however they can.

That's why Dr. Chen said, "It would be better if he died. How will he live if he's paralyzed in bed? Who will take care of him?"

Sigh, thinking about it this way, it really is worse than death.

Wang Xiao felt a little better; she could be a law-abiding citizen again.

Indeed, she had originally planned to take Gao Weimin and Ruan Rui to the casino.

For two casual mahjong enthusiasts who could have their gambling money confiscated by the police on the spot as high as 500 yuan just from playing a game of mahjong, turning them into gambling addicts would be an easy task.

Now, whether in Budapest, Bucharest, or Moscow, casinos have long since opened their doors to customers, and they especially welcome Chinese people.

According to their observations, the Chinese people have an exceptionally strong gambling addiction, to an unbelievable degree.

With just a few simple instructions from Wang Xiao, they would most likely take the bait.

Unfortunately, fate clearly opposes gambling, directly cutting off their chance to enter casinos.

What gentle compassion!

Listening to the mother and daughter nagging on and on, Wang Tiejun couldn't help but blurt out, "He deserves it. It's best if he's paralyzed; even death would be too good for him."

Chen Yanqiu glared: "What's so good about it? He's not blind, not deaf, and his tongue isn't cut off. His arms and hands can still move. Isn't that enough to make him feel good?"

Wang Tiejun felt a chill run down his spine and was too frightened to utter another sound.

Thank goodness, he's been living honestly for so many years, he should still be safe.

There was a knock on the door. Wang Tiejun quickly went to open it and found it was his old colleague, Section Chief Liu from the Publicity Department.

She greeted Wang Tiejun briefly as she entered, then eagerly asked, "Oh, Xiaoxiao, could you give Aunt Liu your opinion and see if this project is worth investing in?"

Aunt Liu was considered an investment expert at the steel plant. Before Wang Xiao even touched stocks, she was already at the forefront of fashion, earning 50,000 yuan in one go by speculating on stocks.

It caused a sensation throughout the entire factory area.

What's most remarkable is that she's incredibly lucky.

Even when the stock was at its peak, she was reluctant to sell it.

But at that time, her son wanted to open a shop and needed money urgently, so she sold the stocks.

If she gets the money and the stock market crashes right afterward, everyone says she's destined to be rich.

With the stock market crashing, Section Chief Liu dared not speculate in stocks anymore. However, he had some spare cash and was unwilling to leave it in the bank to earn interest, so he thought about looking for more investment opportunities.

That's why they say opportunity favors the prepared mind.

While she was making inquiries, someone sent her a message.

This is a great project; the interest rate is exceptionally high, 60% per year.

If you invest 10,000 yuan this year, you'll earn 6,000 yuan in interest alone next year.

Her cousin invested and received 10,000 yuan in interest.

Wang Xiao had lost interest in listening any further: "Alright, stop thinking about it. This is a classic case of you wanting interest and him wanting your principal. Whoever gets involved is doomed."

She wasn't surprised at all that Section Chief Liu, an official from a large state-owned factory, would be tempted.

Before she transmigrated into the book, didn't a certain wealth management project specifically targeting high-end individuals also collapse?

It's true, everyone will encounter a scam targeting them; no one can guarantee they won't fall for it.

Section Chief Liu subconsciously emphasized, "They have connections, and their business is profitable. The cost of a pair of latex gloves is 8 cents, but they earn 21 cents when they are exported. The profit is huge."

Then she looked around mysteriously and emphasized, "And besides, they have connections with the National Security Bureau. Apart from syringes and latex gloves, they can't talk about their other businesses. Arms, they're in the arms business."

Wang Xiao was a little curious when she mentioned latex gloves.

When the conversation turned to weaponry, she immediately rolled her eyes and dismissed the idea without hesitation: "Aunt Liu, let's be honest, do you think Soviet weapons are better or our country's weapons are stronger?"

Even if Section Chief Liu's patriotism is inflated, he can't just lie through his teeth.

The Soviet Union collapsed not because its weapons were inferior.

On the contrary, it was precisely because their weapons were too powerful that this country could not withstand them.

Wang Xiao looked at the table and said slowly, "Russia, and all the CIS countries, have an incredible amount of weapons. How much? Their warehouses aren't enough, and tanks and artillery are lying around outside. A piece of clothing, or even two packs of cigarettes, is enough for a local to drive a tank home."

Compared to them, do you think our country has an advantage in exporting arms now?

They were genuinely selling weapons as scrap metal.

In terms of technology, we can't compare to others.

The price is higher than others.

Are the customers out of their minds, trying to alleviate poverty? They've come to your store to buy weapons.

She joked, "Next time someone really wants to buy weapons from them, they should just tell me. I'll introduce them to the Russian military."

Section Chief Liu's heart felt as if it were soaking in ice water, instantly turning ice-cold.

Oh dear, she's just an ordinary person, trying to make some money through investment, why is it so difficult for her?

She tried one last desperate attempt: "They really can't make that much money?"

"You can't make any money from it." Wang Xiao spoke frankly. "Don't you all know that our factory has high output value but low efficiency? 60%? If we could make 10%, everyone would be laughing their heads off."

Section Chief Liu looked at her expectantly and said, "Oh, Xiaoxiao, what are you investing in? At least help your Aunt Liu earn some pocket money."

Wang Xiao shook his head directly: "Our company focuses on real businesses; we don't engage in financial investments."

She then advised Section Chief Liu, "Those exorbitant interest rates are all the same thing: using money from later investors to pay interest on earlier ones. Wasn't that what the syndicates in Wenzhou did a few years ago? What happened afterward? They couldn't get their money back, and some even committed murder."

Section Chief Liu was frightened.

She was too embarrassed to say that the person who approached her told her that if she could attract more people to invest, she could also get an extra commission from their investments.

The reason she took the initiative to visit him was not because she expected Wang Xiao to give her any advice.

After all, everyone has their own expertise, and Xiaoxiao isn't good at this.

Those who played the stock market in the past two years have made a fortune, but she hasn't earned a single penny, which shows that she doesn't know how to invest.

Section Chief Liu knocked on the Wang family's door, hoping to get the old couple to contribute money as well.

When it comes to wealth, the couple is definitely among the top earners in the steel mill.

Moreover, if both of them invest, others will definitely follow suit and put their money in.

Wang Xiao's attitude was firm: "Aunt Liu, don't touch it. This isn't something we can get involved in. They have connections and backgrounds; they'll just run off with the money and leave. We'll be the ones who suffer. If you really want to invest, you can buy a house or a car. At least you can live in the house and use the car yourself, and at least you'll have something to show for it."

Chen Yanqiu chimed in, "That's right, why don't you just buy a motorcycle? If you take over the shop for your eldest son and don't make arrangements for your youngest son, people will worry about unfairness rather than scarcity, and they'll cause trouble."

What's the use of buying a motorcycle?

I also do business; I drive a motorcycle taxi.

There are indeed more taxis in Jinning now, which greatly facilitates the travel of citizens.

Those who can afford to take a taxi are, after all, a minority.

What about the majority of people who still have travel needs? The large number of motorcycles that have recently emerged have become a new type of public transportation.

It's fast and cheap, costing only half the price of a taxi.

Therefore, even though it was made of metal and far less comfortable than taking a taxi, it still attracted a large number of customers.

Because a motorcycle only costs a little over two thousand yuan, the cost is low, and some people have earned back the money they spent on the motorcycle in just one month of business.

All subsequent revenue is profit.

It's perfectly understandable that Section Chief Liu's youngest son wants to enter the industry.

The mother could only sigh, her face full of distress: "Oh dear, they're all troublemakers. They're all getting on in years, and they all expect their old mother to come up with solutions for them. Unlike your Xiaoxiao, who doesn't have to worry about anything."

Wang Xiao touched his nose, quickly made an excuse that he had something to do, and ran back to his room to make a phone call.

In such a large-scale praise session, if the person involved is present, it can easily limit Ms. Chen Yanqiu's ability to perform.

As a well-behaved, obedient, and sensible daughter, she certainly couldn't do anything inappropriate.

Besides, she did have work to do. Once the dolls were finished, she only needed to deliver twenty to the Japanese sex hotels; the rest, she had to transport to Moscow to run her own business properly.

Ivanov wasn't particularly interested in this matter; his interest lay in farming.

But now that it's freezing cold, he can't stay in the greenhouse all day, so he became quite enthusiastic about running a sex doll business and asked rather nervously, "Wang, is it really okay for us to do this?"

Wang Xiao was much more carefree than him: "Whether it works or not, we'll find out by trying, right? I'm just asking you, are your friends interested?"

Ivanov was speechless for a moment.

He never knew that his cronies had such unusual tastes.

He didn't even emphasize how exquisitely these dolls were made or how powerful their functions were.

He only said one sentence about having sex with a robot, and a bunch of people got incredibly excited. Everyone was eager to try it out, and they all wanted to sign up as VIP customers, collectively demanding to be the first to experience it.

Ivanov was completely baffled.

No matter how well this toy is made, it's still fake.

If we're talking about looks and physique, well, sorry, sex is also a resource.

In their social class, there are beauties of all shapes and sizes, blondes, black hair, and red hair.

It's not like they can't afford it.

Why would they choose to hug a robot instead of a real, beautiful woman?

He was completely baffled.

Wang Xiao chuckled: "It's exciting, they need more excitement."

The allure of sex largely stems from its mystery.

In ancient times, Jia Baoyu was captivated by Baochai's fair and plump wrists, simply because he rarely saw them.

Nowadays, if a young woman shows her entire arm, most people wouldn't react at all. It's because we've seen it so much that we're numb to it.

When this happened to Ivanov's cronies, it manifested in the fact that they could easily obtain sexual experiences without any emotional connection, so they became increasingly numb and less and less able to feel sexual stimulation.

Conventional sexual experiences no longer excite them, so some venues offer performances like bestiality to excite customers.

Now, the existence of robots has become even more wondrous than that of beasts.

The high-tech attributes inherent in robots naturally elevate their value. This is especially true given that their original purpose was for warfare.

This is somewhat like a wealthy heiress who falls on hard times and is forced into prostitution, where the clients become increasingly excited.

After listening for a while, Ivanov's first reaction was to grit his teeth and utter two words: "Pervert!"

See, he doesn't have such strange ideas.

He only seeks out heiresses from truly impoverished families for physical intimacy.

Compared to him, he is indeed a person with principles and high moral character.

Wang Xiao chuckled inwardly. The reason he was still so enthusiastic was because he had been too busy for the past year or so. Work occupied most of his life, leaving him no time to indulge in pleasure day after day.

Otherwise, he might already be impotent due to kidney deficiency.

Don't hit someone in the face.

For the sake of their friendship, Wang Xiao skipped over this part: "Alright, I'm coming right away. Once the kids arrive, we'll have to open for business."

She stayed in China for a few more days for two reasons: firstly, to visit several places and wait for the official outcome; secondly, to create a sense of scarcity and whet the appetites of her first batch of customers.

It's probably about time by now. After all, these playboys have so many fun things to do every day. If you're not careful, their interest will wander, and that would be a real loss.

Wang Xiao chartered a plane to transport the children to Moscow.

When we went through customs, the elderly woman with glasses stared at the children for a long time, shaking her head repeatedly.

Just when Wang Xiao thought he would have to find a way to pull strings, the old lady finally sighed, stamped the form, signed her name, and then handed it to Wang Xiao with an even louder sigh.

He looked utterly hopeless.

Wang Xiao had no idea what the other person was imagining, so he just touched his nose and went about his own business.

To her shock, Ivanov's friends were truly utterly shameless.

She arrived at Moscow airport in the late afternoon, just before evening.

Most people are waiting to get off work at this time so they can go home and rest.

But playboys are creatures of the opposite sleep-wake cycle; they party until dawn and have just woken up, now listlessly waiting for the party to begin again at night.

Hearing that Ivanov was coming to pick up the children, these guys, who had nothing better to do, immediately volunteered to come and help with the transportation.

In their words, since she was a beautiful and charming robot, they had to be the first to hold her, even if it was just to put her in the carriage and send her to the sanatorium.

Ivanov couldn't refuse, nor did he really want to.

Ever since he learned just how twisted his friends were, he felt that there was no limit to how much he could tolerate; they could do whatever they wanted.

Then his cronies did not disappoint him at all.

These guys are all performative personalities. They actually took out exquisitely crafted dolls, dressed only in underwear, from their suitcases right there at the airport, in full view of everyone.

The scene erupted in chaos, with some people screaming in fright.

Wang Xiao suddenly wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.

Damn it! These bastards.

Honestly, she really didn't mean to only let the doll wear underwear.

If she wanted to create a gimmick, she could have left the doll completely naked.

That would create an even more astonishing impact.

She didn't put a coat on the doll simply because coats wrinkle easily.

When they get to the sanatorium, we'll have to take off their clothes one by one, iron them again, and put them back on, which will be too much trouble.

It's better to change into proper clothes once we get there.

She never imagined these people would be so shameless.

Ivanov, feeling ashamed, urged, "Alright, alright, let's go."

Didn't you see the airport police have already arrived?

He's too busy to go to the police station and chat with people.

A red-haired fellow named Alexei grinned, reached out and pinched the object, and asked Ivanov curiously, "Why isn't it making a sound? There's no noise."

"Power on! Power on!" Ivanov roared. "This is a robot!"

If they didn't leave soon, he would leave first.

Leave them alone and let them deal with the inspection however they want.

The policeman, holding a baton, ran over angrily.

These lawless bastards then let out strange cries and laughter, clutching the doll as they ran toward their luxury cars.

You can probably find the brands and models of most of the coolest imported cars in Moscow here.

Some young people stared at their cars with shining eyes, their expressions filled with envy.

Regardless of gender.

Some older people either frowned in disgust or shook their heads in regret, clearly disapproving of their reckless behavior.

But whether they envy or hate it, they don't care.

The importance of unimportant people in their hearts is not even as great as the doll they just got their hands on.

My God, is it really a robot? It's completely different from the cold, lifeless robots they imagined.

The hands felt so soft; if they closed their eyes, they couldn't even tell whether the hand they were holding belonged to their female companion or a robot.

Once they arrived and fully charged the dolls, the first group of customers couldn't wait to cancel their original party, or more specifically, they changed the party's content and started a party right there at the sanatorium.

However, this time, what they were holding in their arms was no longer their beautiful female companions, but robot dolls that had just reached a constant temperature of 37°C.

The women, having lost their places, could only gather in a corner, drinking amber-colored wine while puffing on cigarettes.

Someone joked, "Do you think they might have mistaken the person for someone else?"

There are only 10 different types of dolls in total, and with over a hundred people present, many of them must have been holding the same doll.

What difference could there be between products produced on the same assembly line?

It would be strange if they didn't make a mistake.

The others chuckled, and the previously gloomy atmosphere brightened up a bit.

However, amidst the laughter, someone abruptly spoke up: "So what if it's a mistake? Haven't we been mistaken about things before?"

It wasn't even a mistake; it was just a normal daily exchange.

The laughter of the beautiful young women abruptly stopped, leaving only awkward self-deprecation on their faces.

Yes, what's the essential difference between them and dolls that are manipulated at will?

The biggest difference is probably that these wealthy playboys have grown tired of them and are willing to spend a fortune playing with lifeless dolls.

Look how happy they are! They strip the doll's clothes off together and experience the doll's sensitivity together, bursting into laughter again and again.

Amid the laughter, the women felt their bodies growing colder and colder.

Even though the room was very warm, they wanted to hug themselves tightly.

It seems that only in this way can they convince themselves.

The one whose clothes were stripped off in public and who kept making coquettish noises because her sensory organs were touched was a doll.

Not themselves.

After observing the situation for a while, Wang Xiao gave Ivanov a definitive answer: "I estimate they will buy the doll soon."

Ivanov also grasped the point, the point of being unbridled.

Real people are real people after all. Even if rich people don't treat each other as equals, they are still conscious beings and are the same kind of beings.

Therefore, when it came time to take action, everyone was somewhat hesitant.

But robot dolls are different. They have no life, and no matter how lifelike they are, they are still fake. They can bring people a destructive pleasure.

Ivanov began to worry again: "Your Majesty, will our production be able to keep up?"

The production of high-end sex dolls is very complicated. Each one requires attention to countless details and cannot be taken lightly.

"It's alright," Wang Xiao comforted him. "I've taken over the affiliated factory of the Chemical Research Institute."

Why did all the employees of the Chemical Engineering Institute defect?

Since everyone had already heard the news, Wang Xiao only planned to deal with the culprit; she would not only not pursue the others, but she would also give them money.

This "payout" involves assigning everyone to the affiliated factory to continue producing sex toys, ensuring that their combined wages and bonuses are no less than those at the research base on the other side.

As the saying goes, people strive to rise higher, while water flows downhill.

Who would complain about not having enough money?

That's why everyone united and stormed the leader's office.

As it turned out, Wang Xiao kept his word and actually took over the factory, and production has already started.

Wang Xiao explained, "Our chemical plant is quite advanced. Although we have all the data, producing toy dolls based on that data is not something everyone can do."

It was precisely because of this that she intended to take control of the factory from the very beginning.

Otherwise, if someone with such a high level of expertise were to continue production secretly, wouldn't they become a highly threatening competitor to the Power of Love?

Since we can't eliminate them, let's just make them work for us and earn money for us.

Ivanov listened in a daze, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "So how is your director now?"

Wang Xiao spread his hands and said in a light voice, "Not so great, he's just been placed under investigation."

Although people don't necessarily want to oust him from the stage.

But the employees have already collectively offended the leader. Rather than waiting to be retaliated against one by one in the future, they might as well simply change their leader.

This isn't difficult at all.

There aren't as many leaders with clean hands as the propaganda claims.

What is a secret to outsiders is a matter of common knowledge to insiders.

So, the director, who wasn't particularly bad or particularly good, was placed under investigation.

Ivanov gasped, blinked rapidly, and for once, he took a moment to examine himself.

He probably didn't offend Wang Xiao in any particular way.

Thank goodness, he told himself: I am a morally upright person, I have a bottom line.

At least they have a lower standard than those guys who couldn't wait to start right there in the lobby.

At least they have a lower limit than those officials who commit crimes and recklessly embezzle state property.

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