27: Chapter 27: Creating an Idiot?

Chapter 27

Wang Shuo eventually had no choice but to choose to manually output the source code.

Gritting his teeth while typing, Wang Shuo looked at the smiley face in the bottom right corner of the computer screen; those upturned corners seemed to be mocking his ignorance.

He couldn't help but feel a bit of regret. Why on earth did he create this thing?

Could it only...

"Zero, play me a song."

Music began to play.

"Zero, I don't like this song."

The music paused for a moment, then switched to another song shortly after.

"Zero, play something more relaxing; I need to focus."

The music paused again, and a moment later, a blast of heavy metal music started playing.

Wang Shuo, who had just picked up his water glass, almost dropped it from the sheer volume and was instantly furious!

"Stop the music! Zero, go find the definition of light music for me! Come back when you've learned it!"

"I apologize, Creator. I will update my database as soon as possible to understand the definition of light music."

Wang Shuo helplessly raised his arm, wanting to wave it to express his sense of powerlessness, but he suddenly remembered that he wasn't talking to a person, but to a "moronic" Artificial Intelligence he had painstakingly created, so he put his hand down, feeling rather bored.

"From now on, don't call me Creator. Call me... hmm, 'Young Master' is too tacky, and 'Master' is a bit perverse... just call me Sir."

"Understood. Changed, Sir."

Wang Shuo nodded subconsciously without giving any further instructions. Frowning, he turned his attention back to the main reason he had taken leave: the primary Machining Center operating system.

The computer screen displayed the code he had already typed out. This was the most basic architecture and partial source code of the system. As long as it could be completed successfully, with Zero's logic and speed, filling in the execution code and generating the runtime files would be a simple matter.

To be honest, a primary Machining Center operating system was very simple for Wang Shuo now.

In the Humanoid Race civilization's database, there were thousands of basic digital operating systems. Even if Wang Shuo could only access simple data at this stage, it was enough to put together a stunningly simple operating system.

Judging from the data Chen Xin gave Wang Shuo, this simple operating system configuration was completely sufficient for the Machining Center produced by the Chen Group. One even had to worry about whether the physical limits of the Machining Center could meet the system's maximum precision requirements.

Based on the current data on paper, the performance limit of the Machining Center was lower than the performance limit of the system.

But Wang Shuo felt it still wasn't enough.

Right now, he was like a child with a new toy. First, he was eager to know to what extent Zero could perform to satisfy his own pride; secondly, he wanted to give Chen Xin a cold surprise—well, perhaps a shock.

Who told her to look at him with such distrust? It made it seem as if he were a heartless man.

This overwhelming desire to win.

Besides, this girl had been acting cocky these past two days... She hadn't brought him breakfast or dinner for a long time, let alone sat quietly on the side reading books and keeping him company while he typed code.

This is really...

"It seems I'm still too soft-hearted. I shouldn't take on such exhausting jobs in the future."

Wang Shuo looked at the code on the computer screen, muttering to himself, then placed his hand on the delete key and deleted it in one go.

...

When Wang Shuo looked up again, the sun was already shining brightly outside the window.

He checked the time, which showed 10:31 AM.

"Another sleepless night." Wang Shuo stood up, yawning, and walked to the window to look outside.

A moment later, Wang Shuo withdrew his gaze in disappointment and walked over to the sofa to sit down.

"Zero, start compiling the source code, generate the execution code, and run tests. Mark the places where errors occur, and notify me if the error rate exceeds 2%."

"Command confirmed. Execution started. Would you like to optimize the execution?"

"No need."

Wang Shuo yawned again, feeling sleepy, but there was still one thing he needed to solve himself: data, specifically a large amount of CNC Machining Center operational data.

He could solve the system architecture problems, the functional implementation problems, and even the UI problems, although he hadn't put much effort into designing the UI to save time.

But a large amount of CNC operational data was not something he could generate out of thin air.

After thinking about it, he sent a message to Miss Chen Xin.

"Miss Chen Xin, I need the actual operational data of the CNC Machining Center. I want as much as you have! Normal ones, erroneous ones—I want them all."

A moment later, a message appeared on his phone, and Wang Shuo took a look.

"Got it."

This girl... Wang Shuo muttered, pulled the blanket next to him over his body, and fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, W City was already surging with undercurrents due to the arrival of the Japan technical team.

In a five-star hotel in W City, Chen Zhongxuan was sitting on the sofa in the penthouse suite, watching Uncle Chen make tea.

Beside him sat another Middle-aged man.

"Brother-in-law," the Middle-aged man spoke up, "Why are you still able to sit here so calmly drinking tea? If you don't think of a solution, the opportunity that Xiner fought so hard to secure for us will slip away!"

Chen Zhongxuan shook his head with a slight chuckle, pointed to the clear tea that Uncle Chen had already brewed on the tea tray, and asked, "Have some? It tastes quite good."

"Brother-in-law!" the Middle-aged man looked anxious. "I can't drink it! I'm so anxious I'm about to blow a fuse!"

"Did I tell you? Those people on the Board of Directors are going to propose your removal at the next general board meeting! But now, someone leaked the news about what happened at our gathering onto the internet, and our group's stock has hit the limit down for three consecutive days. If this continues, our stock will be suspended!"

"And these bastards are kicking us while we're down at a time like this, actually wanting to pull out. Brother-in-law, you must think of a way!"

"Yuren," Chen Zhongxuan shook his head with a smile, "You are already at such an age, how are you still as impulsive as when you were young? Come, have some; it will help calm your temper."

Looking at the cup Chen Zhongxuan handed over, Director Chen Yuren took it reluctantly and took a sip. Whether it was Chen Zhongxuan's calm expression affecting him or the tea actually working, he seemed to have truly calmed down a little.

"When I married your sister, you knew the situation of the Chen Group better than I did. No matter how bad the current situation is, can it be worse than back then?"

Chen Zhongxuan's gentle voice came.

"Besides, I know everything you said, but now we are at the mercy of others. The technology is in their hands, and we can only worry in vain."

Director Chen Yuren said bitterly, "Exactly because of that, Brother-in-law, you should release positive news to the public even more!"

"The biggest positive news right now would be that our technical problems have been overcome, but, as you know, that is impossible." Chen Zhongxuan's voice was steady. "The second would be the cooperative relationship we established with the Japan company, introducing world-leading technical equipment, but..."

Chen Zhongxuan shook his head and did not continue.

The stock market is like this: very cruel, yet very fair. In the stock market, capital is the greatest fairness; the amount of capital determines whether you can be harvested by others.

Director Chen Yuren's expression was also somewhat dejected. He knew very well that ever since Matsumoto Bieyun caused that scene a few days ago and was directly confronted by the usually calm Chen Xin, the negotiation was basically beyond redemption.

But he couldn't figure out why his little niece, who had always been calm, would impulsively say something like that this time?

Wasn't that slapping the Japan company in the face?

What was even more unexpected was that the video of the incident that night was uploaded to the internet by someone who was present, along with secrets the group had never wanted anyone to know. Suddenly, it caused a massive uproar, and a series of chain reactions broke out unexpectedly, making things even worse for the already struggling Chen Group.

The first to bear the brunt was the stock market's limit down, and it was a limit down for three consecutive days.

Secondly, it was those "good" shareholders of the group.

This group of shareholders, who a few days ago were triumphant and vowed to pull Chen Zhongxuan down from his position as a director of the group and make the Chen Group truly belong to them, saw that the situation was bad. They all recalled the past from over a decade ago and actually demanded that the group buy back their shares at the highest valuation.

This is simply something only bastards would do!

Treacherous, greedy for profit, kicking people when they are down, two-faced... this group of bastards can no longer be called human!

Director Chen Yuren would always remember the disgusting faces of these so-called relatives when he and his sister were at their wits' end decades ago, and now, the actions of this group had refreshed his understanding of the bottom line of human nature.

How can people be so shameless?

Director Chen Yuren felt that he was about to explode with anger at these bastards.

Just then, the phone rang; it was Chen Zhongxuan's.

Director Chen Yuren could vaguely hear what both parties were saying, but could not hear more details clearly.

"If you are sure, then the agreement I made with you initially is still valid. You can go to the company finance department to handle the procedures."

After speaking, Chen Zhongxuan hung up the phone. He glanced at Director Chen Yuren and said calmly, "Your third brother."

Director Chen Yuren gritted his teeth: "Brother-in-law, you shouldn't have agreed to him. He is clearly trying to make a final one-off deal and leave."

"Yuren," Chen Zhongxuan shook his head with a bitter smile. "Life is full of variety, but one must follow their heart. I do things with a clear conscience. I gave them a chance, and they enjoyed the fruits of it. This is their own choice..."

Chen Zhongxuan took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment, and turned to look at Uncle Chen on the side.

"Bangguo, how is the situation these past few days?"

"Eight shareholders have already requested to buy back their shares and receive cash. The share certificates have been transferred to your name, sir. Currently, your holding rate is 50.2%. If the Chen Yuceng from just now also transfers his shares, your holding rate will reach 63.5%."

"Is that so." Chen Zhongxuan said noncommittally, leaned back against the sofa, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.

"I have already... given them a chance..."

For some reason, Director Chen Yuren seemed to see the shadow of decades ago on Chen Zhongxuan again. That was... the Chen Zhongxuan who could revitalize the Chen Group with a single word!