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

Uncle Li came over with a porcelain cup with a golden handle, placed it next to Fu Nanli's hand, and handed him a hot towel. After Fu Nanli wiped his hands, he took the towel and stepped aside.

A smile appeared on Fu Nanli's face, and he asked politely: "Second Grandpa is here today. What's the matter?"

Fu Huaide sighed and said, "It's not this kid who got into trouble."

It was raining outside, a rainy winter night, damp and cold, just like his heart, without any warmth.

"Oh? What trouble did you get into?"

"He went to play with others about debt. He originally said that it was very reliable and this investment would definitely make money. However, he didn't expect that a subprime mortgage crisis suddenly broke out in that foreign company, and a large amount of money he invested was all wasted. , now there is a problem with Zhongheng’s capital chain, so..."

Fu Nanli's smile did not reach his eyes.

He Cong wanted to ask him for help when something happened.

Fu Jiang also came to his house for help when something happened.

It's quite interesting.

"Second Grandpa should know that in the middle of the year, I invested in a team and spent a lot of money. In addition, Xianzheng's airline had a public relations crisis. Before you, a lot of money had been transferred to Xianzheng. It’s needed urgently, so…”

Fu Huaiyong looked at his grandson meaningfully but said nothing.

Fu Huaide sighed: "Hey, Nan Li, you can't just watch your second grandfather's company collapse. Help as much as you can."

Fu Nanli took a sip of tea and said, "Let's talk about it later."

His expression was pale, and there was a chill deep in his eyes.

Fu Huaide knew the character of a junior like him. Fu Nanli was a typical person who was cold on the outside and cold on the inside. So far, he had never shown any compassion for anyone.

He quickly said: "Okay, okay, then Fu Jiang and I will leave first."

After saying goodbye to Fu Huaiyong, the two left the mansion one after another.

Only then did Fu Huaiyong speak: "Before you came back, I was planning to agree to help them."

Before he could speak in the future, his grandson came back.

Fu Nanli leaned into the sofa and glanced at his grandfather: "If you knew that your grandson almost died in a wheel, and the culprit was Fu Jiang, would you still solve their family's urgent needs?"

Fu Huaiyong's face suddenly darkened: "What did you say?"

Fu Nanli held the white-glazed porcelain cup and manipulated the golden handle with his slender fingers. He lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't plan to tell you originally, for fear that you would be worried. In June, I had a car accident. ”

Fu Huaiyong hurriedly came forward, grabbed his wrist and checked it up and down: "You kid, there was a car accident in June, and you only told me in January, you...you deliberately wanted to piss me off!"

Fu Nanli patted his grandfather on the back: "I'm just afraid that you will be as worried as you are now. You have a bad heart and I'm afraid that you will scare your old man."

Fu Huaiyong gradually calmed down: "You said Fu Jiang designed the car accident? Do you have any evidence?"

"His driver handled everything secretly, and the driver was indeed under his instructions."

A cold light flashed in Fu Huaiyong's eyes: "I am still raising a tiger for trouble, he is going to rebel."

Fu Nanli patted the old man's hand: "You don't have to worry about it, I will take care of everything."

The car was speeding all the way, and Fu Jiang and his grandfather returned home together. Fu Jiang looked sinister: "Are you going to keep groveling to them? Grandpa, you are the old man's brother, not his servant. When will this kind of life end?"