With that said, he dipped the French fries into the ketchup, sucked it, and looked at Ye Qingyang with goose bumps all over his body with a satisfied expression. Isn't this cyclops a bend?

No wonder he hasn't gotten married yet at such an old age. I think he likes to engage in secret tricks, maybe he is the one who was exported.

The Cyclops recollected it, and then said

"My director is also under great pressure. Every day I open my eyes to work, and close my eyes to work. I have not paid attention to the recruiting part of the personnel department for a long time. Not to mention the cooks in the cafeteria and the logistics. I don’t know who. My relatives arranged to come in. After all, it was not a law enforcement post, so I turned a blind eye to it."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Qingyang nodded with deep feeling. A company, an enterprise, and a unit are actually the same. The work of the leader is actually very simple. It is to supervise the work of the subordinates, and the work is divided into details. In each department, how many people are there in each department?

I guess the big boss only knows a rough idea, can't you hire a cleaner and ask the big leader for instructions, right?

This is still a small company, a small company. Once the company gets bigger and the unit expands, the top leader can't even recognize who and what his subordinates are. You let him know everything and do everything by himself. This is completely unrealistic.

Therefore, since ancient times, the imperial power did not go to the countryside and the policies did not reach the county. It was not unreasonable. There were too many people and it was difficult to manage, and you could not manage it.

Humans are not machines. It is not that you write a program and give an order to execute all of them. Everyone is an independent individual, with different ideas, different experiences, different experiences, different social circles, and different relationships. What do you think? The only way to unify them is to destroy all mankind like Ultron.

Only in this way can there be peace in the world, there will never be disputes, and no one will do evil.

A person has both yin and yang, maybe even schizophrenia, let alone dozens or hundreds of people.

The development of S.H.I.E.L.D to the present, not to mention many employees, at least tens of thousands of people, this is almost equal to a small township, and these people are all selected among the best, basically selected elites.

Both Ye Qingyang and Nick Fury know that stupid people are easy to manage and elites are hard to train. The smarter the person, the more capable people are, the more difficult it is to manage and restrain.

These elites are often very conceited. Simply put, except me, you are all SBs.

This is the case for Nick Fury's staff and Ye Qingyang's company.

Therefore, Ye Qingyang also fully understands the difficulties raised by Nick Fury.

Ye Qingyang picked up the chicken legs on the table and took a few bites likewise, feeling the crispy outside and tender inside of the fried chicken, and the rich fragrance of the fried food, making him feel much better.

No wonder those fat people are unwilling to lose weight. Food like food really makes people's brains out of control. Unless they are very determined people, they will not be able to resist the temptation of taste buds.

If artificial intelligence can enjoy this kind of food, sex, and other happiness that only human bodies can feel, Ye Qingyang believes that they will never have the idea of ​​destroying humans.

Only by integrating into human life, enjoying people's food, clothing, shelter, life, old age, sickness and death, can he truly be a person. Artificial intelligence, in the final analysis, is just an intelligence, a castle in the sky with only human IQ but no human experience.

No wonder there are such unrealistic ideas as destroying human beings, such as Ultron, Apocalypse, Skynet, etc. Although they can think independently and are even smarter than humans, they do not have a solid life experience. It's just something in theory.

Ye Qingyang wiped his mouth with a napkin at random, then put a black box at his feet on the table, and then pushed in the direction of the cyclops.

Cyclops looked at the box and suddenly became excited. The only remaining eye shot out a terrifying light. Ye Qingyang thought he was possessed by Superman and wanted to shoot laser light from his eyes.

Nick Fury touched the box incoherently and said

"This, this, this is the steel armor for me?"

Ye Qingyang nodded, as if he had never seen the world before. Isn't it just a steel armor? Is it necessary to be so excited?

Nick Fury didn't pay attention to Ye Qingyang's disdain. He was a full man who didn't know that a hungry man was hungry, not to mention how excited he was when he saw the Robocop when he was young.

I dare not say that it is 100%. At least 99.9% of young boys would want to own an Iron Man armor. This is a mechanical romance carved into the bones of a man.

Who TM doesn't want to have such a set of mechas that can carry waves at a critical moment, who yells Lushan Shenglongba when he is not in the second grade?

"Oh, it's really for you. I promise not to charge you a penny."

Ye Qingyang is wealthy now. Such a set of Mark 4 steel armor requires 10 million U.S. dollars to build.

The armor material used is dedicated to aerospace, not to mention the supporting neural induction system and human-computer interaction system inside. These technologies can't be bought for any amount of money.

"How embarrassed, how much is it? I'll give it."

When Cyclops said these words, he was not very confident. He knew that his monthly salary of three melons and two dates might not even be able to afford this helmet, but the pride of a director made him polite.

Ye Qingyang's mouth crooked, tactically tilted back, and smiled.

"Not much, it's only 100 million U.S. dollars. Do you use your card or transfer money?"

Cyclops suddenly turned dark, and he also spoke too much in Mandarin. Who knew that Ye Qingyang didn't follow the routine, which made it difficult for him to answer for a while.

100 million dollars?

He can't make such money without eating or drinking for ten lifetimes. Although he is the director of S.H.I.E.L.D and can mobilize no more than one billion funds at any time, the money belongs to the World Security Council, not his personal.

If Ye Qingyang's mecha was given to S.H.I.E.L.D., he would be able to sign for 100 million U.S. dollars without any effort. Not to mention 100 million, it would be 1 billion. It is estimated that many countries queue up for this amount of money.

But the current situation of S.H.I.E.L.D is shocking. Since he got Hill's report, he hasn't had a good night's sleep for several days, and the dark circles under his eyes are much heavier than before.

He was afraid that after S.H.I.E.L.D received this mecha, he might be able to leak the secrets of it to a secret organization that didn't know where it was. If that was the case, then he would rather not have this mecha.

Seeing that the cyclops looked embarrassed, Ye Qingyang laughed and said

"Nick, this mech is given to you for free. I just joked with you, why are you taking it seriously? Tony, I don’t have anything else, that’s rich and technical. We are all old friends. Between friends, give each other some Little gift, is this still a matter of care?"

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