At this moment, a middle-aged woman hurriedly rushed in, probably a female manager. Seeing Aidolu who had already 'disarmed', she stomped her foot anxiously.
"Alu, why did you show your face to outsiders, cover up quickly!"
Aidolu sneered, took out a lady's cigarette from her close-fitting shorts, and expertly lit it.
"What, do I not even have the right to show my face?"
"Don't forget, we signed an agreement!"
Speaking of the agreement, Aidolu suddenly got angry, stood up abruptly, and roared: "She is Aidolu, I am also Aidolu. Why can she appear in public openly? Just because she's a lifelike fake? Then what's the difference between her and me?!"
"Because she doesn't need to use the bathroom, doesn't say dirty words, and doesn't grow old. She is the public's ideal of beauty, the most advanced virtual technology product. She can date millions of people simultaneously, bringing billions of revenue to the company. She can, but you can't. It's that simple."
