Super Copy of Great Power Technology

"Mr. Qiao is right. Our means of transportation is an aerospace plane, and space is its perfect stage. It is indeed a waste of its talent to stay in the atmosphere and be used as an ordinary aircraft." Cao Yifei flattered Qiao Ruida a few words, chatted for a while, and then hung up the phone.

He put away his phone and walked out of the study. He saw Du Qingqing, who was still sitting on the sofa watching TV series. He couldn't help but remind her, "Wife, it's already 10 o'clock in the evening, why aren't you sleeping yet? Nowadays, these fairy-tale dramas have neither fairies nor heroes. They are just a bunch of handsome men and beautiful women in love. The plots are thin and the acting is exaggerated. What's so good about them?"

Not long after Qiao Ruida was reborn, he invented the holographic projector, which changed the form of film and television dramas to a certain extent, from LCD TVs and 2D3D movies to the era of holographic images with higher restoration and stronger sense of immersion. However, the atmosphere of the entire entertainment industry has not changed much. It is still dominated by traffic stars, capital is rampant, and TV dramas and movies are shoddy and forced to feed the audience. Ruida Group's main business has always been in the high-tech field, and it will not involve too much in the entertainment industry. This novel is not an entertainment article, so Qiao Ruida is too lazy to intervene in the various chaos in the entertainment industry.

"Hehe, the plot of this TV show is indeed a bit nonsense, and the actors' acting skills are not that good either, but it's still acceptable if it's just for killing time. Okay, I'll listen to you. Go to bed early today. I have to go to the hospital for a prenatal checkup tomorrow, so I can't delay it."

Du Qingqing picked up the remote control and turned off the holographic projector. Then, with the help of Qiao Ruida, she stood up and went to the bathroom to wash up with her big belly.

There was no conversation that night. After breakfast the next day, Qiao Ruida drove the flying car and took Du Qingqing to the nearby obstetrics and gynecology hospital for a prenatal check-up. Du Qingqing's physical fitness has always been very good, and she was well taken care of after she became pregnant. Naturally, both the adult and the child were fine. They just had to wait for the day when the pregnancy was ripe. After the prenatal check-up, Qiao Ruida accompanied his wife to the training institution next to the hospital and took a parenting class with many expectant fathers and mothers. Then he drove Du Qingqing back to the courtyard.

When lunch was almost served, Qiao Ruixue, who had not been seen for a long time to avoid her parents' urging to get married, actually returned to the courtyard. It was really rare.

"Hey, isn't this Xiaoxue who is obsessed with studies? Why did you bear to go home for dinner today?" Qiao Ruida teased as soon as they met.

Qiao Ruixue walked forward, took Qiao Ruida's arm, and said coquettishly: "Brother, your sister is not going back to the courtyard, isn't there a reason? If I wasn't afraid of mom's nagging, I would like to come here every day for free meals."

Qiao Ruida stretched out his hand and rubbed the little sister's meticulously combed hair, and continued: "Then why did you go home today? Mom is in the kitchen making lunch now, and she can come out at any time?"

"I've told you so many times not to touch my hair. I worked so hard to get this hairstyle done, and now it's all messed up after you rubbed it. Besides, I'm not a little girl anymore, so don't touch my head all the time!" After complaining to her brother, Qiao Ruixue immediately ran to the bathroom to fix her hair.

Qiao Ruida walked to the kitchen door and said to Yao Miaozhi, "Mom, Xiaoxue is back. Heat up two more steamed buns so she won't have nothing to eat."

"This damn girl, she still remembers to come back. She just avoids me every day. I nag her for her own good. The best years for women are these ten years. If she doesn't hurry up to find a good man to marry, she will become an older leftover woman." Yao Miaozhi is a typical housewife, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She complains about her daughter's faults, but she is not slow in action. Not only did she put two more steamed buns in the rice cooker, but she also fried two extra dishes that Qiao Ruixue liked. After a warm family dinner, Qiao Ruida helped Du Qingqing back to the bedroom for a nap. Qiao Ruixue accompanied her mother to clean up the dishes and send them back to the kitchen for cleaning, while enduring her mother's curse of urging her to get married. After finishing all the housework and Yao Miaozhi went to the side room for a nap, Qiao Ruixue finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa.

Qiao Ruida pushed a cup of tea over and said, "Come and have a cup of tea and take a rest for a while."

"Thanks, brother. The food I just had was a bit salty, and I was busy in the kitchen. I am indeed a little thirsty now." Qiao Ruixue picked up the teacup and drank half of it in one gulp.

"Tell me, why did you come home this time? Was it because the company encountered difficulties or because of problems in your studies?" Qiao Ruida took a sip of tea and asked slowly.

"No, it's not that. I saw on Weibo last night that you were going to Sweden to receive the Nobel Prize. This is a rare opportunity, so I was thinking about going to Sweden with you to see the world and taste the world-famous Nobel dinner. I heard that a winner can bring 16 family members to attend the Nobel dinner together. I don't know if it's true. Brother, can you take me with you when you go abroad? Anyway, it would be a waste if we don't use those places."

Qiao Ruida put down the teacup, shook his head and said, "Nobel Prize winners can indeed bring some family members with them when they attend the Nobel banquet. But I don't want to take you abroad, let alone attend the Nobel banquet. Even I myself will not go to Sweden. Listen to me, there are some unrests abroad recently, so you'd better not go abroad recently."

Qiao Ruida's words were somewhat vague. Even with Qiao Ruixue's clever little head, she didn't quite understand. "Uh, brother, what do you mean by that? What do you mean you won't go to Sweden? Didn't you just post on Weibo last night that you would go to Sweden on the 10th to receive the Nobel Prize? Are you kidding us?"

"Well, I'm not kidding you. I won't be going abroad, but I will send a substitute robot to Sweden to receive the award. If I don't take the initiative to say it, no one should be able to tell the difference between a real person and a robot?"

"Uh, brother, your explanation makes me even more confused. What is a stand-in robot? It can actually accept the award on your behalf without anyone knowing. When did robot technology become so advanced?" Qiao Ruixue continued to ask.

"It's a bit troublesome to explain. Come with me to the study and take a look for yourself." Qiao Ruida stood up and went upstairs to his study. At this time, his substitute robot was in the study, helping him clean and organize books. Letting my little sister see the substitute robot with her own eyes is better than a thousand words. (End of this chapter)