Zhao Fugui suddenly felt that his experience was indeed lacking. Even with his appearance made as flamboyant as possible, he was still that ignorant little brat.
Zhao Fugui glanced at Brother Gou Zhe beside him, who appeared remarkably calm in his eyes.
Indeed, Brother Gou Zhe was very composed. He must be accustomed to such adult gatherings, right?
Immediately, Zhao Fugui puffed out his chest. He was an adult now too; he was a grown-up.
Then, feeling a little uneasy, he tugged at Gou Zhe's clothes and asked, "Brother Gou Zhe, are you sure this is where we're supposed to be? Did we get it wrong?"
Gou Zhe frowned and put away his phone. "Mm."
Hearing Zhao Fugui's voice, Gou Zhe seemed to suddenly remember something.
He tilted his head slightly and indeed saw Zhao Fugui's ears, which were flushed crimson.
Gou Zhe pressed his temples, feeling that this place seemed unsuitable for bringing this child, as he saw him. "Fugui, wait for me outside. I'll be out soon."
Zhao Fugui was unwilling. This was a good opportunity to broaden his horizons. He said, "Brother Gou Zhe, what if there are many runaway robots inside? Can you win? I need to protect you. You have to believe in my combat power."
Gou Zhe looked at the person in front of him, whose ears were red all the way to his neck, and sighed.
Children always had to grow up.
"Then let's go." Gou Zhe led the way onto the decadent street.
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The bald thug didn't keep Wen Bai waiting long; he returned quickly.
He said to Wen Bai, "Guest, we can agree to your request. You can buy them, but as for the price, it's this amount."
The bald thug handed over his phone, displaying a long string of numbers on the computer screen.
The bald thug mentioned a unit.
Inwardly, the bald thug was apprehensive.
The boss had already set an extremely high price for these runaway robots, far exceeding the market value. On top of that, he had privately added a further sum.
Wen Bai's gaze barely lingered on the phone screen; he gave it a quick glance and immediately agreed to transfer the money.
The bald thug then beamed with joy and promptly accepted the payment.
This guest paid so readily that the bald thug's attitude towards Wen Bai, the god of wealth, was now more solicitous than he was towards his own father.
He immediately said considerately, "Guest, taking them out in their current state will be too conspicuous. Let me take them to get cleaned up and change into something more discreet. What do you think?"
Wen Bai glanced at the barely-there attire of the runaway robots in front of him and felt that the bald thug's suggestion was very reasonable.
Wen Bai nodded.
The bald thug immediately said, "Please wait here for a moment."
Then, the bald thug led all the runaway robots in the room out.
The runaway robots had listened to the entire conversation between Wen Bai and the bald thug. Since the money had been paid, they obediently followed him out.
Once the bald thug left with all the runaway robots, the room became empty.
Only Wen Bai and his tall robot, 575, remained.
Wen Bai had no idea where the bald thug had taken the runaway robots to change clothes, as ten minutes had passed and they hadn't returned.
Wen Bai, lacking patience, opened the door.
He led his robot, 575, outside.
They walked into the dim corridor with its many curtains.
Midway, a hand suddenly reached out from behind a curtain, abruptly pulling it aside.
An unbearable groan came from within. Wen Bai instinctively looked and met the gaze of a pair of brown eyes behind the drawn curtain.
Through the lifted curtain, Wen Bai saw the other person's unsteady body, which had been jolted, and some indescribable parts.
A scene flashed through Wen Bai's mind.
Then, a hand suddenly appeared behind the man with the brown eyes.
Reaching out to comfort.
A man's voice sounded from the darkness within, where Wen Bai could not see. The man said something indistinct.
Another hand from the darkness then reached out from behind the man with the brown eyes, pulling him back.
Then a high-pitched voice continued to sound...
The more he listened, the stranger and more bizarre it became.
Wen Bai withdrew his gaze and walked out with large strides, his pace quickening and quickening.
Wen Bai was not the only one who saw all of this; his tall, handsome robot was also behind him.
The tall robot lagged a few steps behind his master and saw the entangled figures through the parted curtain.
His gaze paused on a certain part of the overlapping figures within.
Then, the tall robot reached out, pulled the curtain that the other person was holding, completely obscuring the scene inside, and then turned his attention back to his master, who seemed to be fleeing in a bit of a panic.
When Wen Bai and his robot 575 arrived outside the shop, they didn't wait long before the bald thug emerged with a group of runaway robots, all wearing hats and fully clothed.
It seemed the bald thug was somewhat reliable in this regard.
Wen Bai was very satisfied and was about to lead the runaway robots away.
The bald thug asked Wen Bai to wait a moment.
The bald thug said, "Guest, there are some things I need to clarify. These robots are not ordinary robots; they are much smarter than average. Therefore, we have implemented some necessary handling procedures."
The bald thug handed Wen Bai an item. "Guest, we use these electronic restraints to keep them obedient, which are the things they wear on their wrists. Please do not remove them. Of course, if you wish to remove them, you must have a contingency plan. This is the remote control; please keep it safe."
The bald thug then meticulously explained the use of the remote control to Wen Bai, repeating himself several times.
He explained what pressing each button did, what triggered harsher punishments, and repeated which keys absolutely must not be pressed, as doing so would release the electronic restraints, and once released, it would not be easy to put them back on.
Wen Bai listened as if hearing gibberish for a long time, only remembering the buttons he needed to press and nodding to indicate he understood.
As they were leaving, the bald thug quietly said to Wen Bai again, "Guest, if it's convenient, could you leave a contact method? The boss originally wanted to come in person, but he's not in the city and can't make it back in time. The boss really hopes for an opportunity for further cooperation with you."
The bald thug's words were very tactful.
And Wen Bai, as expected, coldly refused, "No need."
He didn't have such a hobby as constantly spending money to buy runaway robots.