Chapter 343: Pyramid Scheme

"What's the matter?" Yang Huan asked without even raising his eyes.

Xiao Bu's voice was quite soft and he didn't seem to have much confidence. "Can you please not give me to that Hamad?"

Yang Huan suddenly found it funny, "Who said I was going to give you to Hamad?"

"No one has told me, I'm just a little worried!" Xiaobu's face was full of fear.

"I know that the young master has been very good to me. He took me abroad and helped me find a school. He spent a lot of money. I am very grateful. I promise that after I graduate, I will work hard to make money and repay the young master's kindness."

"Alright, alright, stop talking about this. Do I still care about your money?" Yang Huan found it funny.

Even if you graduate and become a famous doctor in the future, the money you earn in a year may not be as much as I earn in a day.

Do I care about your money?

"I just wonder, why do you think I would give you to Hamad?"

Xiao Bu hesitated for a long time, "Actually, I heard it from my sisters in the nightclub. They said that in the circle of noble young masters, it is still very popular to give women gifts."

As she spoke, her voice sounded a little sad.

"I've encountered this before. A prostitute happened to have her period that day and couldn't go out. As a result, the young masters were upset and beat her up on the spot. Later, our boss came in person and tried to persuade her. I don't know how long it took, but the woman was already disabled."

"And those people just threw some money and left, and the whole thing was left unresolved. They said that even if we were disabled, or even dead, it would be our own fault, because to those guests, crushing us to death would be as easy as crushing an ant, and no one would sympathize with us, not even a glance!"

Yang Huan also knew that in a place like Heaven on Earth, there must be a lot of things going on, but he never expected that there would be something like this.

"Damn it, they didn't let me see it, otherwise I would have beaten them to a pulp!" Yang Huan cursed angrily.

It’s not that he felt sorry for the woman, but he felt that a grown man should never torment a woman like this.

Do you think beating her to death can show your power?

"I know the young master is a very good person!"

"Me?" Yang Huan snorted and laughed.

Some people say I'm a good person?

"Yeah!" Unexpectedly, Xiaobu nodded very solemnly.

"At least, the young master always treats me as a human being!"

Yang Huan was silent.

"In nightclubs, the guests never treated women as human beings. They sent them here and there at will and tossed them around without restraint. Many of them were polite and good people in front of others, but played all kinds of perverted games behind others' backs. Even the police were reluctant to deal with such things. In the eyes of many people, women who appeared in such occasions were all a group of indecent women!"

Yang Huan had no way to refute it because it was indeed the truth.

But it cannot be denied that some of them are indeed voluntary, but some are forced to do so for various reasons.

"Master, I'm not that kind of indecent woman. Although I work there, I have never let any man touch me. I beg you, don't give me away. As long as you don't give me away, I will do anything you want me to do!"

By the end, she was already kneeling on the bed, begging non-stop.

"Okay, okay, I didn't say I was going to give you away!"

Yang Huan quickly grabbed her. Is this girl used to being in heaven and earth? She kneels down and begs people at every turn. Is that appropriate?

"I promise, as long as you don't like it, I won't let anyone touch you, okay?"

"Really?" Xiaobu was ecstatic.

"Nonsense, would I lie?"

Xiaobu shook her head vigorously. She still believed that Young Master Huan was a man of his words.

"Come on, keep pressing, it feels good!"

Xiao Bu quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, reached out to wipe them on his body, and helped Master Huan press his head.

"Well, harder, it feels good!"

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In the northern suburbs of London, behind Hilltop Park, there is a quiet street.

There used to be many middle-class people living in this area, but in the past few years, they have moved out one after another.

Especially after the London riots last year, the north was the hardest hit area and all capable people left one after another.

This is the only quiet street where people still live.

Because the scenery is so beautiful!

Demis Hassabis is a respectable middle-class man on this street!

His father is of Greek Cypriot descent and his mother is Singaporean Chinese. Demis Hassabis started playing chess at the age of four, achieved great success at the age of eight, and won the title of chess master at the age of thirteen.

With the prize money he won from participating in a chess tournament, he bought a Spectrum computer and began to teach himself programming. The most amazing thing he did was to spend a summer reading all the computer magazines at the newsagent station in Brent Cross.

Later, out of interest, he started designing games and was spotted by the boss of the famous game company Bullfrog. He was selected to join Bullfrog and participate in game design. The famous theme park game was his work.

At the same time, he studied computer science at Cambridge University.

Even now, an interesting story is still circulating at Cambridge University.

The first Intellectual Olympics brought together a group of the smartest people. It was already very difficult for others to cope with and win a game, but Hassabis had to cope with two games at the same time, and during the game, he had to run back and forth upstairs and downstairs.

The thing is, he still won!

That year, he was only seventeen years old!

After graduating from Cambridge, he founded his own company at the age of 18 and ran it fairly well. In 2005, he decided to return to academia to study the human brain, so he went to the University of London to study for a PhD in neuroscience and published more than a dozen research papers.

One of the papers was even selected as the best breakthrough of the year by the famous Science magazine.

After graduating from the University of London, he continued to work at the school's Gatsby Institute for Computational Neuroscience and met a group of professionals. Now he feels that the time is ripe, so he decided to start his own business again.

He is conducting a research project to combine machine learning and neuroscience to develop general machine learning algorithms.

To put it simply, it is deep learning, and some people even call it artificial intelligence!

He has the person!

With his connections and influence in this circle, he can even compete for talent with big companies like Microsoft, Google and Apple.

But there was one problem, he had no money!

He wants to find someone to invest.

But he was unwilling to look for a big company, because he was smart and knew better than anyone that if he joined a big company, he would either be assimilated or excluded, and he would not be able to maintain his independence at all!

So, early this morning, he got up, sorted out his materials, put them into the briefcase that his wife had bought for him, said goodbye to his two children, got in his Chevrolet, and headed south.

He is not the kind of old scholar who engages in professional research and makes himself seem isolated from the world.

On the contrary, he knows how to keep up with the times.

So, he used the map navigation on his mobile phone and quickly followed the address to find Tingyuxuan, where the Saints Fan Club is located in Southampton.

It was inherited from his mother, so he has also loved Chinese tea ceremony since he was a child.

As soon as he got off the car and saw Tingyuxuan, Hassabis felt very familiar with it.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The security guard at the door stopped him.

"I'm Demis Hassabis, I have an appointment!"

"Okay, third floor!"

Demis Hassabis nodded and went straight up to the third floor from the wooden staircase outside the teahouse, which had a very traditional ancient Chinese style.

When he walked into the third floor, he found that there were already a lot of people queuing up. Like him, each of them was holding a briefcase tightly in his hand, as if the briefcase contained his godsend opportunity for success.

Are these people here to attract investment?

Demis Hassabis was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there would be so many competitors. Could he win?

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

There was an office desk by the corridor, and behind it sat a receptionist with black hair and yellow skin. She stood up, looked at him and asked.

"Oh, yes!" Demis Hassabis immediately walked up and handed over his business card.

"I'm Demis Hassabis, from London!"

The receptionist looked at Hassabis seriously, then looked at the business card, then looked at the computer, and finally confirmed it.

"Okay, Mr. Hassabis, please walk straight ahead from here to the end, then turn left, and it's the last room!"

Demis Hassabis looked at the group of people waiting in line in the corridor again and was a little surprised.

“Don’t you have to wait in line?”

The receptionist smiled and nodded, "Mr. Hassabis, our boss will receive you personally!"

This made Demis Hassabis suddenly feel that he had become high-end, elegant and classy.

The boss personally received us, what a high standard!

When passing by the group of losers who were waiting in line in the corridor, Hassabis couldn't help but raise his head, straighten his chest and shrink his abdomen, feeling that he was about to reach the peak of his life.

Amid the envious eyes of the people waiting in line, Hassabis turned around the corridor, walked to the end and came to the door.

Knocked on the door gently.

"Come in!"

Hassabis felt a little nervous. He took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

But I found that the huge room looked like a large office, with a desk, sofa, coffee table and everything else.

At this time, a young man was sitting behind the desk, crossing his legs on the desk and playing games.

"Uh, please tell me..."

"Wait, Hassabis, right?"

"Well, yes, I..."

"Alright, come here first. Wait, I'll kill this guy first. Damn it, he actually dared to attack me. If a tiger doesn't show its might, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

Hassabis smiled bitterly, but still walked to the desk and sat down.

Only then did he notice that there was a young man in his twenties sitting in a corner of the sofa in the living room.

Interestingly, this person was also absorbed in playing games.

The phone-down tribe!

Less than a minute after he sat down, the young man behind the desk let out a long breath and stood up.

"Finally, revenge was accomplished!"

He looked at Demis Hassabis again and immediately extended his hand, "Hello, Mr. Hassabis, my name is Yang Huan!"

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan!" Only then did Hassabis see clearly who this person was.

"I've seen you in the newspaper. I also like playing the games you made. My favorite ones are Temple Run and Clash of Clans."

"Really?" Yang Huan laughed, "Have you joined the Clash of Clans?"

"No!"

Yang Huan immediately smiled, "Then join the Hamad tribe. If you join now, you can get free gems to help you reach the maximum level and defense!"

Hassabis was dumbfounded.

Joining a tribe and getting the same treatment?

Full level and full defense?

I only have five books, so it would cost at least hundreds of thousands, right?

Isn't this a bit too lavish?

And giving a gift as soon as you meet is really polite!

If I hadn't actually seen him in the newspaper, I would have been worried that this Young Master Huan was involved in a pyramid scheme!

"I'm serious, not joking!" Yang Huan nodded and smiled seriously.

But he quickly pointed to the living room and motioned Hassabis to sit there.

After sitting down in the living room, Yang Huan began to boil water and make tea skillfully.

Soon, a cup of hot fragrant tea was placed in front of Hassabis.

"Mr. Yang Huan, the main reason I came here this time is..."

Yang Huan didn't let him continue.