NovelEnglishHis subordinate hesitated before revealing, “All the key members of the project have resigned, and even the ancillary staff have submitted their resignations.” Upon hearing this, Jefferson’s rage ignited. He rose abruptly and stormed towards the lab.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInside the lab, most of the equipment was dormant. The previously vibrant research facility, buzzing with the hum of machinery and diligent scientists, now housed only a handful of technicians. Sof them had already resigned and were packing up their belongings.
Marcel Crassus, the project development supervisor, was one of them.
With a blaze in his eyes, Jefferson confronted Marcel, his voice laced with anger, “What's the meaning of this? Your mass resignations are causing severe financial damage to the Bryant Group! I'll sue all of you!” Marcel adjusted his glasses and replied composedly, “Mr. Foster, we've resigned in accordance with our contracts. Even if you sue us, you'll have no Legal grounds.” Jefferson's face twitched, and he ground his teeth.
“What contract? | wasn’t informed about any such agreement!” “Understandably, you're unaware. Qbot is the most advanced artificial intelligence technology. Our involvement in this project is based on a provision in our original contract. If Qbot’s ownership doesn’t rest with the Bryant Group, all project members reserve the right to end their association with the company immediately. Essentially, we scientists are devoted to the development of the Qbot. We're indifferent to the corporation’s internal affairs, but we're obliged to follow Qbot,” Marcel explained placidly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJefferson’s countenance shifted, his voice strained with disbelief.
ninja “How is it possible that Qbot doesn’t belong to the Bryant Group? Qbot is a Bryant Group initiative, conceived by B the Bryant Group. Naturally, it belongs to the Bryant Group!” Marcel regarded him with a surprised expression, as if he was dealing with an unreasonable individual.
“Aren’t you shareholders informed? Qbot’s ownership has always been vested personally with Mr. Marco Bryant.” Jefferson was taken aback, his face contorting with displeasure.
Marco Bryant, it was always Marco! He brushed past Marcel, unwilling to accept the revelation, and stormed into the Lab, bellowing, “Qbot! Show yourself!” The wall indicator Light flickered on, and soon after, Qbot responded in its clear voice, “Did you summon me? What can | assist you with?” Qbot’s sudden response startled Jefferson, but recognizing it was still functional, his expression swiftly transformed from surprise to delight. He rushed forward, asserting, “Qbot, the Bryant Group engineered you. You belong to the Bryant Group. You cannot side with Marco!” Once Jefferson finished speaking, an incensed emoji materialized on the expansive tech wall screen, and Qbot retorted indignantly, “Old man! I'm not a possession! I'm the progeny of my creators! You're indifferent to Qbot! I've never even dealt with you, yet you dare assert your ownership over me! My daddy broughtinto existence.
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