Ren Liuliu echoed his words, "Gou Zhe, are you close with Mr. Wen from the Robotics Research Center?"
Ren Liuliu had not found much useful information when she was investigating Wen Bai.
As a former staff member of the Robotics Research Center, Ren Liuliu naturally knew that Gou Zhe and Wen Bai had collaborated before.
However, it was only when she was investigating Wen Bai that she discovered the rumors of scandal that later erupted between the two.
Given such news, it was likely not unfounded.
At the very least, their relationship should have been more than just acquaintances.
She privately wished Gou Zhe could introduce them.
Once she met Wen Bai, she would have another chance to return to the Robotics Research Center.
Even if she couldn't go back, borrowing the center's machinery was a possibility.
She needed to try.
Hearing her mention Wen Bai, Gou Zhe gave Ren Liuliu a deep look.
Then, Gou Zhe curved his lips into a cold smile and asked indifferently, "Miss Ren, what business do you have with Mr. Wen?"
Ren Liuliu fell silent.
She was currently conducting research on Gou Zhe's territory, and Gou Zhe had even brought her a runaway robot. She couldn't possibly say she wanted to go back because of the robot problem, could she?
Seeing Ren Liuliu's silence, Gou Zhe lost interest and didn't press further.
Gou Zhe said lightly, "I'm not very familiar with Mr. Wen, we only met a few times during collaborations. If you're trying to get to know him through me, I don't think it's appropriate."
Ren Liuliu pursed her lips, drawing them into a straight line.
She walked towards the cabinet, intending to retrieve a bowl from Gou Zhe's bedside to clean up and leave immediately.
However, in the few steps she took, her mind wandered, and she tripped on a small stool extending from under the bed. Losing her balance, she tumbled towards Gou Zhe's bed...
Opportunities always belonged to those who were prepared.
A paparazzo who had been waiting in the trees outside the window immediately zoomed in, a rapid barrage of "click, click, click" echoing...
Gou Zhe's agent, Jiang Yue, happened to open the door and walk in at that very moment.
Her hand, which was pushing the door open halfway, froze. She stood rooted at the doorway and yelled, "What are you two doing?!"
Gou Zhe, enduring the pain from his wound, used his good arm to help lift Ren Liuliu.
He then turned to Jiang Yue at the door with his signature smile, "Little Jiang, you're here. Did you bring my clothes?"
Jiang Yue looked at the woman who had already stood up and was walking towards the cabinet to get the bowl, and frowned.
Ren Liuliu picked up the bowl and the insulated container from the table. When she met Jiang Yue's gaze, she nodded at her and left the hospital room directly.
Jiang Yue retracted her gaze and tossed her bag into Gou Zhe's arms, "Everything you need is in here."
"Ouch~ I'm still injured!"
Jiang Yue replied, "Didn't look like it."
Seeing Jiang Yue's darkening expression, Gou Zhe offered an explanation, "She just fell accidentally. It was an accident."
Seeing Gou Zhe's carefree demeanor, Jiang Yue became increasingly frustrated.
He had just been embroiled in some messy rumors with that Mr. Wen, and now he wanted to repeat that with some random woman?
The excellent reputation and image Gou Zhe had built over the years through her and his own efforts could not be affected.
However, Gou Zhe didn't seem like he was involved with the woman from just now.
Jiang Yue added with concern, "Don't let the paparazzi catch you again and cause any unnecessary trouble."
Gou Zhe curled his lips, "It's nothing. What trouble could there be?"
-
Ren Liuliu walked out of the hospital, glancing back at it.
She was in a very bad mood.
She had thought Wen Bai would be easier to approach, especially since Gou Zhe knew him.
She figured that even if Gou Zhe didn't help her, she could at least get some useful information from him.
But to her surprise, as soon as she tentatively brought it up, Gou Zhe immediately distanced himself from Mr. Wen.
She took out her phone and looked at the information she had gathered over the past few days.
All of Wen Bai's information, except for obvious details like age and gender, was marked with two words for anything more private: "Unknown."
Wen Bai had no job, no fixed schedule, and his whereabouts were unpredictable.
He had no partner, no family, and not even any close friends.
Ren Liuliu hadn't even discovered that Wen Bai and Wen Ziyue were engaged.
The only thing Ren Liuliu knew was that he seemed to care about the domestic service robot by his side.
That domestic service robot, whom she had seen once, was slow and not very intelligent.
Ren Liuliu closed Wen Bai's related files and opened another person's.
She had managed to get information on Wen Ziyue's recent activities.
After looking for a while, Ren Liuliu hailed a taxi.
From now on, she would create her own opportunities.
-
Wen Ziyue was walking through a bustling marketplace.
He was wandering around the market with his robot.
This entire street was very unique.
Because all the service personnel were not human, but domestic service robots.
Now, many robot sales companies were shifting their focus to the service industry.
Many domestic service robots were labeled for commercial use and began to be deployed in various service sectors.
Human beings' labor was the least valuable, especially physical labor.
And domestic service robots could completely replace humans in this regard.
Domestic service robots could handle all relatively mechanical and repetitive tasks.
And this street was a concentrated industrial chain of domestic service robot services.
Wen Ziyue saw a restaurant that was packed with people, appearing to be doing very good business.
He then walked in with his robot.
This was a restaurant that specialized in intelligent domestic service robots.
All the employees here were robots.
Customers needed to place their orders themselves, and after ordering, robots would bring each customer their dishes.
The waiting time was extremely short, incredibly efficient.
Wen Ziyue observed that some people received their orders in less than a few minutes.
He casually ordered all the specialty dishes at this restaurant.
A few minutes later, robots brought out the dishes one by one.
Wen Ziyue took a bite of each dish.
Then, he put down his chopsticks and sighed deeply.
The robot standing beside him brought him a glass of water.
The robot looked at its melancholic master.
Wen Ziyue tapped the table with his index finger, and his robot immediately placed the glass of water on the table.
"Why is the cooking by all of you so bad? Why can't it compare to Wen Bai's robot?" Wen Ziyue lamented.
He had been free recently and had taken his robot to try many robot-made dishes.
Not a single one had even been passable to him.