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

So, in the conference room, Fu Nanli received the photo that Wen Qiao thought was a little pretentious, but he felt that the naked photo was seducing him, and his heart was moved.

If he hadn't been a person with extremely strong self-control, he would have really wanted to leave his job and go directly to watch her show.

He closed his eyes, exhaled, and sent back a message: "It's beautiful. The performance went well."

She replied with a cute emoticon.

Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows. It was really fatal.

Xu Shen said: "Captain, can you board the plane?"

He responded: "Yeah."

After saying that, he stood up, put on the captain's hat, and walked out. Xu Shen followed him and said: "The Wang Shan from before was transferred to Luo Hui's team and let her continue flying to Munich."

Fu Nanli was too lazy to respond and did not respond.

"Captain Luo has been really happy lately."

Fu Nanli had been with Luo Hui for a month, but he really didn't like the man who flattered him.

"First, I was promoted to captain, and second, I heard that I was going to propose to my girlfriend, who is young and beautiful and is a little internet celebrity."

Fu Nanli frowned slightly and glanced at him.

Xu Shen said quickly: "Of course, it can't be compared with Xiao Wen. That little internet celebrity has plastic surgery and an assembly-line face. She looks like many female stars. I watched it several times and can't remember her appearance."

Xu Shen actually saw a bit of pride on his captain's face. Indeed, Xiao Wen's appearance was too embarrassing for his captain.

They and Luo Hui's plane flew front and rear.

Luo Hui flew to Munich first.

The next flight is Fu Nanli's flight to Helsinki.

I never expected that the weather would change after I got off the plane.

Wen Qiao and the others' performance was very successful. After the performance, Song Yu ran over with a nymphomaniac look on her face: "Wen Qiao, your pipa solo was amazing. I'm really your fan. Take a photo with me."

Well, this is coming from the mouth of the school beauty of Yangyin School.

Xu Lu also came to watch the performance. When she was watching Song Yu playing the piano, she felt sour in her heart, but she thought that her song was already being produced. A song written and composed by her would be released before the year. , when the time comes she will be known as a beautiful woman and a talented woman, so why should she be familiar with such a person.

Seeing Song Yu and Wen Qiao taking a group photo, she endured it and did not step forward to find herself uncomfortable.

She could bear it, but Zhao Tong couldn't.

"What are you so proud of? You really think of yourself as a star and even take a group photo. We also participated in the performance, and we are not like some people who go around making noises."

Lu Youyou sneered: "Yes, you also participated in the show. After all, you have a cousin, but we only have talent."

Zhao Tong's hands were shaking with anger: "Lu Youyou, why are you so mean?"

Lu Youyou shrugged: "You've never heard of the saying that the one who flirts first is a bitch? No matter how bitchy I am, I'm still willing to be the inferior to you."

Zhao Tong was so angry that he stamped his feet. Wen Qiao glanced at her. The eldest lady has a short memory. She can't scold or fight, but she is no match for her. She just loves to tease.

Xu Lu hugged her: "Okay, let's go. We won't be like them."

When passing Song Yu, he glared at her.

Song Yu's face was filled with grievances, and Wen Qiao patted her on the shoulder: "Let's go have dinner together after it's over."

"Okay, okay."

The final performer on the field was still Zhuang Yan.

Just as Wen Qiao was about to leave, an old man with gray hair walked towards her. She recognized Mr. Zhang Mingde, the principal of Yangyin who had delivered a speech at the opening ceremony.

"Classmate Wen Qiao." The principal seemed to have something to say to her.

Wen Qiao looked respectful: "Mr. Principal."