After Xiao Yuan and Zhang Ke left, Zhao Han called Anning to the study.
Facing Anning, Zhao Han had a smile on his face.
Now looking at Anning, he didn’t see her so much as a daughter but more like a money tree.
"Just now, with your classmates around, I didn’t say much. Now that it’s just our family, I need to have a detailed talk with you."
Anning was still a bit confused: "Dad, what do you want to talk about? It’s not about the battery thing, is it? If it is, you don’t need to discuss it with me. I can just give you the materials, and you can produce them if you want."
Her indifferent attitude towards money left Zhao Han both annoyed and amused.
"Never would have I, Zhao Han, imagined to have a daughter like you."
Anning arched an eyebrow.
Zhao Han laughed: "Every day I’m calculating, haggling over contracts, all to earn more money for you. My life has been all about chasing money, but to my surprise, my daughter sees money as nothing but dirt, unmoved in the face of billions in wealth."
Anning leaned on the desk, her hand propping up her chin in a languid pose: "We have different values. As long as Mom and Dad are here, I won’t lack money to spend. To me, being given so much money is a hassle; it’s better to learn more things – that truly makes me happy."
Zhao Han nodded, thinking that his daughter was indeed cut out for scientific research. This single-minded pursuit of knowledge seemed quite pure.
Although he was a businessman and valued profit highly, he liked having a pure and unblemished child like Anning.
Patting Anning’s head, Zhao Han softly said: "Don’t worry, Dad won’t let you down. Once we’ve set up the factory for the batteries, I’ll give you shares and save all the money for you. You can do whatever you want in the future."
Anning was not overly concerned: "Sure, whatever you say."
What Zhao Han wanted to talk about was something else: "Xiao Yuan is still young, has never been involved in company management, and lacks experience. He only saw the value of the battery and missed the robot’s value itself."
Zhao Han asked Anning: "Based on the prototype robot you made, is it feasible to mass-produce a simplified version of a domestic robot?"
Anning thought for a while: "It’s feasible, I suppose. I don’t know what the current machines are like. If the production machinery can’t keep up, I’ll need to find a way to readjust and reassemble them. I can’t guarantee perfection, but if it’s just for housework, and made simpler, it wouldn’t be too difficult."
Zhao Han was particularly delighted upon hearing this.
He excitedly hugged Anning: "My girl, do you realize what your robot can bring to our family? With your invention... I might even surpass the richest man relying on my daughter."
Anning was held tightly by Zhao Han, still a bit dazed: "Dad, I don’t understand what you’re saying?"
Zhao Han took out his phone and showed her a video: "Look, even the simple vacuum cleaner robots on the market can sell for a high price. Your domestic robot is much smarter than this and can take care of all the housework. If produced, can you imagine the crazy rush to buy them? If we price it high, our family..."
Zhao Han was so excited he could hardly speak.
He was exhilarated just thinking about it.
"Dad, take a deep breath, don’t get too worked up."
Anning hurriedly advised him: "Don’t let your blood pressure soar, sit down and listen to me. All this is small fry. Give me some more time. Once I’ve learned a bit more, I can make anything you want. We need to stay calm. There’s plenty more good stuff to come."
"I’m not excited, I’m not excited."
Zhao Han gripped his hands tightly, trying to calm himself down: "I’m just happy, my daughter is so capable. With my daughter around, what’s there to worry about?"
Anning smiled: "Then give me some more money. I can’t use this robot for competition; I need to buy materials to make another one."
"Okay, money, I’ll give you money."
Zhao Han handed Anning a card: "You can spend whatever’s on it."
Anning accepted it without much care.
But when she checked the balance on the card later, she was shocked.
She hadn’t expected Zhao Han to be so generous, almost giving her all the liquid funds he had, this card alone had over a hundred million.
Anning thought Zhao Han was almost crazy.
She was just a kid, and Zhao Han was really daring to give her so much money, not afraid she might go astray.
Anning tucked the card away, pondering over what kind of robot to make next, then she contacted An Xin to inquire about Liu Mingzhu’s matter.