"Hmm, okay." Yigol Novak nodded, suddenly feeling that such a robot wasn't that exciting, but it should be able to be modified later.
Otherwise, facing such a rigid robot every day could drive one mad, right?
Yigol had gotten up too early. He had bought groceries and returned home with the robot, but Suri Drew hadn't woken up yet.
Suri had already handed over the company to Rose Campbell to handle. She didn't have much to do and was getting increasingly indulgent.
Her theory was that more sleep leads to beauty and youth retention.
Extra sleep would slow down the aging process.
Yigol didn't understand this bizarre theory, but Suri seemed to enjoy it.
Yigol took the robot to the kitchen and taught it how to cook. It already knew how to cook, but compared to his culinary skills, it still had a long way to go. Moreover, the robot didn't understand Suri's lifestyle habits, and he needed to teach it.
However, the robot was impressive; it got hold of everything in just one go.
