Walid's visit to Bin Hai City was already no small matter. This Middle East Stock God, an ultra-wealthy tycoon, had become widely known because of yesterday's reports.
Leading three planes to Bin Hai City was Walid's classic hunting formation. The only thing in Bin Hai City worth this Middle Eastern tycoon making a move for was undoubtedly the high-flying Ant Army Company.
Having received the news, quite a few reporters had been waiting outside Ant Army Company's headquarters since early morning.
Before long, a convoy of fifty BMWs entered everyone's sight. The scene caused a stir, and people raised their phones and cameras to snap photos of the convoy.
A convoy made up of fifty brand-new BMWs was a rare display of extravagance. The many reporters could only watch from the roadside as the convoy entered Ant Army Company's compound, unable to get even one step closer.
As soon as Walid got out of his car after entering the compound, Zhao Min approached him with an Intelligent Robot.
"Hello, Mr. Walid. Welcome to Ant Army Company."
With a professional smile, Zhao Min gracefully extended her hand. As soon as she finished speaking, Walid's accompanying interpreter began translating.
"Hello, Ms. Zhao Min." Walid shook Zhao Min's hand. When the robot beside Zhao Min translated his words, curiosity appeared on Walid's face. "This is your company's Intelligent Robot, isn't it?"
"Yes, Mr. Walid." After the robot translated, Zhao Min nodded with a smile.
Walid examined the robot with even greater interest and directly held out his hand before it. "Hello."
"Hello, Mr. Walid. I am Xiao Yao, Ant Army Company's first-generation Intelligent Robot. I am very pleased to shake your hand."
The robot had no warmth, feeling like plastic under his palm. Walid found it strange; it was his first time shaking