Novel Bin Chapter 102 - I Washed My Hands And Made Soup For You!
The sunset slanted through the window as Jin Xiangdong worked in his office in the BUA Building.
After putting down the phone, Jin Xiangdong expressed himself with a pleasant smile, his lips lifted as he stood and walked out of the office.
Jin Xiangdong asked everyone to stop their work and to give him their attention, “Everyone, I have good news to announce. I have just received a call from the art show in Paris and been informed that Legend was auctioned off for $580,000!”
Hearing the words, everyone applauded and cheered.
“A piece of good news in the morning, another in the afternoon. I can hardly believe it!” Li Zheng smiled and said.
“Ace, we have had so many pieces of good news, should we upgrade the weekend trip?” a doctor on the team laughed and asked.
“Yes!” said Jin Xiangdong very generously. “After the project for cancer diagnosis and screening is launched, a longer and more luxurious vacation will have to be arranged!”
Everyone applauded the idea warmly. After Jin Xiangdong returned to his office, everyone read the latest reports on the major websites.
The artificial intelligence art exhibition had been held for several years already. An artificial intelligence painting by a foreign company was auctioned off at a price of 50,000 US dollars, while BUA Technology’s artificial intelligence robot Legend’s painting of the same name, “Legend” was sold for $580,000. This was definitely a breaking piece of news in the technology industry.
In regards to the application of artificial intelligence in the art field, the transferral of image style was adopted first, followed by the appearance of the neural network at later stages, and the art creation was based on the technology of style transferral based on neural networking. The BUA’s artificial intelligence through deep learning, created paintings with a unique, artistic style. This marked a new breakthrough within artificial intelligence on the “super computing level”.
In order to prevent Jin Xiangdong from accusing her of being a slacker, Lu Jia’er went to the supermarket before she went to his home once she had finished her business.
When Jin Xiangdong arrived back home, a hearty dinner was ready.
It was Lu Jia’er wearing an apron who greeted him instead of Ake. Jin Xiangdong’s heart became as tender as cotton.
“Wash your hands and let’s have dinner!” Lu Jia’er smiled cheerfully and said to Jin Xiangdong, who had just come back.
Jin Xiangdong followed her instructions and went to wash his hands. When he returned to the dining room and sat down, Lu Jia’er had taken off her apron. Looking at the three dishes and soup on the table, Jin Xiangdong curled his lips and asked, “Who made the meal, Ake or you?”
“Why don’t you go ahead and try guessing?” Lu Jia’er and Ake did not tell him the answer.
“You made the meal!” Jin Xiangdong smiled and replied.
“What’s is the basis of your conclusion?” Lu Jia’er smiled and asked.
“Intuition!” Jin Xiangdong gave a concise reply.
Lu Jia’er smiled, “Your intuition is accurate! You complain that I have been slacking recently. So today I washed my hands and make soup for you!”
Jin Xiangdong smiled cheerfully, “Are you trying to prove a proverb with your actions?”
Lu Jia’er knew the proverb Jin Xiangdong had referred to. “Yes, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!” she blurted.
“What about the second half of the proverb!” Jin Xiangdong curled his lips.
As Lu Jia’er heard his words, her cheeks blushed, because the second half of the proverb said: the way to a woman’s heart is through her vagina.