Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

The Wen family was in the thermal sensing business. Wen Jianmin had a lot of connections and finally got into contact with the Fu family and did some marginal cooperation.

I didn't expect to make any money from the Fu family, but it would be nice to talk about it if I could get in touch with the Fu family.

But I didn't expect that such a marginal business would suddenly become useless.

The project manager of Zhonghuannan District called Wen Jianmin directly and said that he had found a new supplier.

Wen Jianmin was a little confused. Once his connections were cut off, it would be even more difficult for him to join the Fu family in the future.

"Mr. Huang, isn't our cooperation always good?"

"It was someone close to our young master who called me personally, saying that it was your daughter Xu Lu who made our young master unhappy. Mr. Wen, you must discipline her well and don't let your child mess up big things."

Wen Jianmin couldn't believe it. His stepdaughter had always been well-behaved, well-educated, and well-educated. When she was taken out, her elders all praised her. How could she offend the eldest young master of the Fu family?

At the dinner table at the Wen family, Wen Jianmin's face was ashen, and Zhong Hui was panicking, "Jianmin, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Jianmin looked at Xu Lu: "Why did you offend the young master of the Fu family?"

Xu Lu's heart skipped a beat.

Where would she have the chance to offend that aloof young master?

What she provoked was Wen Qiao.

"Jianmin, what are you talking about? How can we, Lulu, have the chance to meet that young master?"

Wen Jianmin grinded his teeth: "The company finally managed to establish some relationship with the Fu family. The eldest young master said that the business is gone. The young master said it himself, saying that Xu Lu provoked him."

Xu Lu's face turned pale, Fu Nanli actually stood up for Wen Qiao.

One Zhuang Yan was facing her, and now there was another Fu Nanli.

She was obviously pretending, just to frame her.

Why can't they see her tricks and methods?

She said with red eyes: "Uncle Wen, I really don't know anything. I have never met the eldest young master of the Fu family."

Wen Jianmin was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

Zhong Hui took advantage of the situation and said: "There must be a misunderstanding. Jianmin, find an opportunity to find out what went wrong."

Wen Jianmin felt depressed, so he said "You are not allowed to cause trouble again", dropped his chopsticks and went upstairs with a displeased face.

Xu Lu's tears fell down.

Wen Qiao, wait!

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Shuying Road, Siheyuan.

Wen Chi knocked on the door and leaned against the door: "Wen Mo and I are going back to school tomorrow. He will participate in the Summer Olympics Math Competition, and I will participate in a hockey game."

"knew."

The sound of roaring motorcycles sounded next door, and Wen Chi's eyes lit up: "I'm going to take a look at Brother Kai's big motorcycle."

Wen Qiao glanced at the young man who only had a hurried back, and shook his head. He loved everything except studying. It was really sad.

The next day, when Fu Nanli made a video call from Munich, Uncle Ji from the convenience store came in with her mother carrying an air conditioner.

Her mother's voice came: "Mingyuan, I really don't need an air conditioner in my house. I'm not afraid of the heat."

Ji Mingyuan: "Why aren't you afraid of the heat? Your room is small and faces the west. The sun shines all afternoon. It won't get too hot at night. I'll install it for you."

"How much, I'll give it to you."

"No money, just treat it as a bonus for you. If you work in my store, the customers will be very satisfied."

"I want money..."

Then there was the sound of an electric drill, and Uncle Ji seemed to be drilling.

Wen Qiao closed the door and answered his video call. Because of the jet lag, it seemed to be late at night there. It was dark outside the French window behind him. He was wearing a nightgown, his hair was slightly damp and messy covering his forehead. Laziness spread all over his body, and his hands He held a glass of water in his hand, took a sip, and frowned slightly: "What's that sound again?"

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