After getting his heart trampled on in the game of love, Mr. Perez found himself fueled by a rare surge


    of ambition, boldly dering his intent to dive into the world of entrepreneurship.


    His parents were over the moon with pride, immediately pledging their full support. That was until Devin


    laid out his grand n for cyber pets and nonchntly asked for a cool billion dors to get things off


    the ground.


    His dad was up and out of his seat in a sh, mumbling something about a meeting. His mom, not to


    be outdone, whipped out her phone and made her escape under the guise of arranging a tea date with


    Penelope.


    Devin then shifted his eyes to the only family member left in the room, Hubert, who couldn''t make a


    quick getaway due to his age.


    With a befuddled look, Hubert asked, "What kind of dog costs that much?"


    In the end, Devin managed to secure four hundred million from Hubert who wanted Devin to be happy


    in his unconditional adoration. An additional sixty percent of the investment came from Curtis. Curtis,


    generous but not easily blinded like Hubert, demanded a solid business n in exchange for his


    investment.


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    Three months flew by, and Devin was back with his team and a detailed presentation for his angel


    investors.


    "Our bionic quadruped robot will be equipped with thirty-six micro motors to achieve high-intensity,


    precise movements, closely mimicking a real dog," Devin began, his team nodding along. "Its vision,


    hearing, and touch will be powered by seventy-two sensors, twelve cameras, and ultrasonic radar. It''ll


    have facial and voice recognition. We''re throwing in an Al processor to read human emotions and


    respond ordingly.


    Inyman''s terms, it''ll cuddle you when you''re sad, wag its tail when you''re happy, do backflips when


    you wanna y, and stay quiet when you''re busy. Plus, it won''t make a mess or, you know." Devin


    couldn''t help but roll his eyes, "Can we introduce something else, please?"


    The team''s lead engineer zipped his lips, apologizing to Mr. Perez with a sheepish grin.


    The sun was zing that August day, casting a noble simplicity over Curtis, who sat with his back to


    the window.


    Devin, hopeful, asked, "So, what do you think?"


    Curtis was unreadable. "It''s imaginative," he finally said.


    Unsure, Devin pressed, "Is that apliment?"


    "Yes, I''m praising your bravery to dream big," Curtis replied dryly, adding "Thirty-six micro motors for a


    dog? Why not just arm it and send it to space to fight aliens?"


    Devin was speechless.


    The young engineers filled with imagination fell silent.


    The prototype on the table, lively and yful, suddenly seemed to embody the innocence and folly of


    their ambition.


    It wobbled around before crashing into a water ss in front of Curtis, performing an idental


    backflip, its footnding in the ss.


    Devin had always been fascinated


    with model mechanics. Though cyber pets seemed like a far-fetched idea the frontier of robotics and Al


    held boundless potential. S


    After a moment of jesting, Curtis grudgingly admitted, "The business n''s not bad. Keep it up."


    The engineers beamed with gratitude, thanking Curtis as they gathered their things.


    Before they could leave, Curtis stopped them, nodding towards the prototype, "Take your little project


    with you."


    The curly-haired engineer scooped up the robot dog as the rest filed out.


    Devin lingered, rolling his chair closer to Curtis.


    "Bro, what''s really going on with you and Leanne?" Devin asked, recalling the shock and disbelief when


    he first heard rumors of their separation, which led to an unfortunate O misunderstanding and a brawl.