Anderson smiled and said, "You flatter me. I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants."
"On the shoulders of giants?" Joseph asked curiously.
"Yes, if it weren't for these seniors who summarized these knowledge subjects, I wouldn't have thought of these things. I just jumped off their own ideas. I was lucky," Anderson explained modestly.
"Anderson, you brat..." Joseph scolded jokingly.
Suddenly, Joseph looked at Anderson as if he thought of something. His gaze became a little dim.
"It would be great if you could have appeared thirty years earlier. Brat, I can see that you have a lot of ideas from the names of your folder. There seems to be a lot of things you haven't displayed yet," Joseph said.
Anderson nodded. "Well, I do have a lot of ideas but I can't implement them all yet. I need some time."
"Unfortunately, I'm old. I may not see the day when you finally do." Joseph shook his head.
"You don't have to be so discouraged. You just turned 60. You may see it one day. Don't worry, the chance is there," Anderson said affirmatively.
Joseph didn't say anything. He just stared into Anderson's eyes as if he wanted to know if Anderson was deliberately comforting him.
After the two looked at each other for five seconds, Joseph confirmed that Anderson wasn't joking. He was serious.
In an instant, Joseph's gloomy eyes regained their light. Although it sounded incredible, he still chose to believe it.
Just like the Super Artificial Intelligence developed by Anderson this time, even though it was incredible, there were still other miracles on the horizon.
Perhaps Anderson could create a miracle for him over and over again.
Joseph was willing to believe it. He turned around and looked at his two assistants.
"Go and inform our most elite research team. We will now begin an in-depth discussion on Anderson's technology."
The two assistants heard Joseph's instructions and recovered from their shock. They subconsciously replied, "Okay."
The two assistants walked quickly to the other side of the corridor while Anderson followed Joseph into the conference room's round table.
Soon, a group of people in professional attire walked in.
From their appearance, they all seemed to be in their forties.
Everyone took their seats.
Joseph sat at the center of the table while Anderson sat beside him. Both of them had calm eyes as they waited for everyone to arrive.
Finally, when the last gray-haired old man walked into the room, the door was closed by the two assistants outside.
The gray-haired old man glanced at Joseph and said with a smile, "What happened? Why are you calling us here so urgently?"
"Is there any new discovery at this year's Science & Technology Summit?" Another middle-aged man with brown curly hair asked. "Or has the Research & Development Fund for new weapons been distributed?"
Hearing their words, Joseph shook his head but a strange smile appeared on his face.
"Old man, just say what you want to say," the white-haired old man said helplessly to Joseph.
"Yes, President. There must be something very important for all of us to be gathered here."
Suddenly, a researcher wearing thick-rimmed glasses pointed at Anderson who was beside Joseph and said, "President, if I'm not wrong, our meeting this time must have something to do with this kid!"
At this moment, the researcher who was constantly speaking out his thoughts in the meeting room was attracted by the researcher's words. He looked at Anderson who was beside Joseph.
"Hmm? I just noticed that there's an unfamiliar young man beside the President."
Everyone looked at Anderson's young and unfamiliar face with a surprised expression.
One had to know that not everyone could sit on the chair beside President Joseph. That was Vice President Robert's seat.
And now, it was actually taken by a young man.
What kind of identity did this young man have to be qualified to do so?
Everyone's gaze kept sweeping over Anderson's face, continuously speculating about Anderson's identity.
One of the most common thoughts was that Anderson might be a relative of Vice President Robert.
After all, every seat here was fixed and no one was allowed to randomly mix them around. Even the President could not casually ask a stranger to sit in their chairs.
That kind of behavior was equivalent to offending the original member that the seat belonged to.
These seats also symbolized their identity and strength.
If you could get everyone's approval, then you could sit closer to the president's seat.
The nearest seat was the vice president's seat beside the president.
What exactly did this young man have? That was what made everyone very curious.
After some thought, they felt like this young man had obtained the recognition of Vice President Robert, or the President wanted to replace him.
However, unless the President himself spoke up, these were all just speculations.
Because this had happened before.
When some members were conducting research on the project, they would occasionally get their sons or other relatives to come over and listen in.
While some people did this during project audits, it still wasn't the norm to let someone else sit in for you even if they were related.
After all, this was Hyman Technology. Those who were able to participate in Hyman Technology's conference meeting was definitely no ordinary bystander.
However, normal people who came in and listened in could only stand on the side. They were definitely not qualified to take a seat.
There was only one situation where they would be able to do so.
They were someone who was considered a researcher or scientist who had a skill level that the President had acknowledged.
Otherwise, this fellow would definitely not be able to sit there, let alone sit in the vice president's seat.
At this moment, various thoughts emerged in the member's minds.
Their gazes were filled with curiosity as they looked at Anderson.
Finally, Joseph saw that everyone had completely calmed down. He picked up a copy of the design blueprint that had just been printed and had his assistants distribute them to the other researchers.
Joseph said slowly, "I know that many people have a lot of doubts in their hearts, but I think that everyone can wait for a while and take a look at the documents in their hands first."
As the documents were distributed to each researcher by his assistants, the entire conference room fell silent again.
The researchers began to flip through the design blueprint in their hands.
After flipping through a few pages of the documents, one of the old men felt that something was wrong the more he looked at it.
"Artificial Intelligence? Joseph, is this what you're interested in creating now?" the white-haired old man looked at Joseph and asked slowly.
Hearing the white-haired old man's words, the other researchers also looked at Joseph.
Why would they suddenly be studying such a thing? This was not part of Hyman Technology's current research plan.
Was the AI related to the young man who popped up in the conference room?