Wu Zhiming slumped: "I-I really didn't think of so much..."
It turns out that to become the ruler of a commercial empire, one's mind indeed needs to be extraordinarily meticulous.
Perhaps this is the reason why he can only be an inventor scientist, while the Young Master is a business king, sigh.
Nalan Ye Jue frowned and scanned the thing before trying it on a few work robots in the study: "Forget it, time is tight, even defective products will have to do."
Wu Zhiming: "..."
It hurts, Young Master, this was invented and made by me staying up late, calling it defective is too hurtful.
He watched Nalan Ye Jue leave the study and head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Wu Zhiming was a bit puzzled; being the Young Master, why would he personally cook? It's truly unheard of... Does he know how to turn on the gas, how to cut meat horizontally or vertically?
