Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 209: The Right to Use and Ownership_1

What is true originality?

This is the answer.

Xiao Ming clapped and laughed loudly next to her, almost unable to resist hugging the woman and kissing her fiercely.

Even though he had already kissed her countless times in his previous life.

Fujiwara Rika, the current captain of the Asian region, his future secretary, the kind who could do anything.

Xiao Ming’s most profound impressions of her were twofold: one, the more dignified and inviolable she appeared on the surface, the more abject and lowly she could be in bed.

Two, she had great ambition, holding an unrealistic dream of becoming the queen of the world, and she was utterly dedicated to this goal.

As such, she would do anything to achieve her objectives.

The man in black covered the handsome Korean’s mouth before he could scream, took out a knife, and cleanly chopped off two fingers, then dragged him out.

The other Koreans were so terrified they turned pale and didn’t dare to make a sound, obediently paying the twenty million before slinking away.

Candy was about to follow when Fujiwara Rika glared at her, and she hung her head and stopped.

"Do you find my actions amusing, sir?"

Only then did Fujiwara Rika turn to face Xiao Ming, her expression cold as if she was about to explode at any moment.

Xiao Ming was not afraid of her, he nodded, "Indeed, it’s quite amusing."

"What’s so amusing about it?"

"Your foot is not worth twenty million. Because you don’t take care of it properly, wearing cloth socks every day that don’t breathe and are likely to smell."

Fujiwara Rika’s face flushed instantly, just about to get angry when Xiao Ming suddenly leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Don’t just take care of your breasts, they’re already pretty enough in shape.

Since you’re willing to spend three hours on them, a few more minutes on your feet won’t be a big deal.

Men don’t just care about breasts, you know."

Having said that, Xiao Ming brushed past her and headed to the auction’s backstage area.

There was a pair of Super Doll sisters waiting for him there, a Japanese woman was not worth wasting too much of his effort.

Fujiwara Rika stood there in a daze, her right hand lightly touching her chest, unsure whether to be shocked, frightened, or angry.

The fact that her feet were prone to odor might not be a secret, but the daily meticulous care of her breasts was something not even her servants knew about.

Others thought she was blessed by the heavens, not only with a beautiful appearance but also with perfect skin and body.

But only she knew how much effort she put into maintaining those two assets every day, no matter how busy she was, spending at least three hours on them.

After all, this world is still dominated by men; for a woman to climb up quickly, talent is only the foundation, forever young beauty is the true killer weapon.

She had realized this point when she first entered puberty.

Why?

Why could that man know so much?

Just who was he?

Could it be... Lord Yelang has been watching me all this time?

Fujiwara Rika was startled and came back to her senses. She looked around and didn’t see Xiao Ming then asked Candy, "Where is he?"

"He went backstage."

Fujiwara Rika pursed her lips and ordered, "Ask him to come to the captain’s room. If he refuses, you can jump into the sea yourself!"

Candy was horrified and quickly turned to run backstage.

Xiao Ming had just paid the sum, and suddenly he was left with only fourteen million eight hundred thousand US dollars in his account.

Although when converted to Hua Currency it was more than a hundred million, the thought of losing fifteen million to the Koreans still made him wince in pain.

So poor!

The opportunity was rare, and if things went smoothly with Ding Jianwei, he was determined to gamble until dawn no matter what.

As he was thinking, the sister duo was delivered right in front of him.

The one who delivered them was a bald old man with glasses as thick as beer bottle bottoms, dressed in a plaid suit, looking like a nerdy professor from TV dramas.

In fact, most of the staff at the Super Doll Factory did indeed regard themselves as scientists.

They believed they were exploring the mysteries of the human brain, and the so-called "Super Dolls" were just by-products of their research, which would be wasted if not sold to fund their costly scientific experiments.

As for whether their research was against scientific ethics and laws, or how inhumane and cruel it was, those were not within their considerations.

In short, the Super Doll Factory was filled with a bunch of science madmen willing to do anything for research.

"Sir, congratulations on obtaining the lifetime usage rights to our factory’s ’S+’ level dolls!"

The old man in the white coat reached out his hand with a beaming smile, "And please allow me to express our sincere gratitude for your support on behalf of all my colleagues at the factory."

"Lifetime usage rights?"

Xiao Ming did not take his hand, feigning dissatisfaction, "What do you mean? Didn’t I just spend over a hundred million US dollars, and I still don’t get the absolute ownership rights to these dolls?"

"This..." the old man adjusted his glasses, "I apologize, maybe my expression was too precise, it’s just a formal term.

In actual meaning, there isn’t much difference between lifetime usage rights and absolute ownership rights."

"Don’t play word games with me," Xiao Ming played the role of a reckless wealthy second generation to perfection. "Does ’lifetime’ refer to their lifetime or mine? Does ’usage rights’ mean that I can only use them and not dispose of them as I wish?

You need to clarify all of this to me, otherwise, I might just apply for arbitration with the casino."

The old man clearly hadn’t encountered such a situation before, and began to sweat profusely on his forehead.

"Lifetime refers to their lifetime, and of course, you have the right to dispose of them at will.

However, there is one condition; unless they are reduced to ashes, our factory will reclaim them after their deaths for further research.

This is all for the advancement of science and the improvement of the next generation of products, please understand."

"I see!"

Xiao Ming seemed to be persuaded, his tone relaxing as he stroked his chin and looked over the sister duo.

The two sisters were indeed like robotic dolls, motionless, their expressions not changing in the slightest.

"Speaking of reclamation, do they have something like a factory reset mechanism, similar to smartphones?"

"That’s correct," the old man nodded.

"Every Super Doll has a set of initial command passwords. Once entered, all their previous memories will be instantly overwritten and they will revert to this current state, and they will only obey the commands of the person who entered the password.

Of course, as soon as the new owner’s password is successfully set, they will immediately obey their master unquestioningly, so you need not worry about that."

Xiao Ming furrowed his brow: "So, you’re saying that the initial password supersedes the master’s password. Anyone who knows their initial password could take them away from me, right?"

"Uh... theoretically, yes, but the initial passwords for the Super Dolls are all saved in our factory’s database, with access limited to fewer than a handful of high-level executives.

So please be assured, except for when the dolls need to return to the factory for repairs or are reclaimed after their deaths, their initial passwords will absolutely not be used by anyone.

This is the reputation our factory relies on for survival, and you can trust us completely."