บท 1515: Before Becoming History, Great Men Were Also Humans

"Why is it tattered again?"

In a small room, Han Ming looked at the robot whose skin had been completely destroyed, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He wanted to complain about this last time, but since the customer was always right, he reluctantly resisted it. But this time, in less than half a month, the skin that he worked hard on was ruined again.

If he didn't want to make money, he would simply say, "It will be ruined in the end, you might as well just put a toy dress on it."

Lu Zhou gave him a strange look.

"I visit frequently, shouldn't you be happy?"

"Technically, yes, but I feel frustrated when I see my masterpieces randomly crumpled up and thrown in the bin." Han Ming sighed. "Come with me."

Ling glanced at Lu Zhou. When his commander nodded, he followed Han Ming towards the room.