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

Fu Nanli still put his hand on her slender waist, a little puzzled, "Why do you have such a high talent in computers? Aren't you studying art?"

Wen Qiao said seriously, "Actually, our family seems to have quite high IQs. My uncle, I, and Wen Mo all seem to be a little different from ordinary people in terms of IQ. We can understand many things just by looking at them, and we can follow you in everything." Say, I always feel like I’m showing off.”

Fu Nanli chuckled, "Well, you can show off as much as you want in front of me. I will only be proud of you."

Young Master Fu didn't say that his IQ was much higher than ordinary people.

Otherwise, it would not have been easy for him to get into MIT, and he also studied a double major in astrophysics and mathematics, piloted a plane, and went into business, but he also declined.

He could understand Wen Qiao's psychology, and he didn't mind if he told some harmless lies.

It's quite interesting.

It seems like peeling off her disguise layer by layer and exploring her potential is a very risky activity.

Wu Yue'e heard the sound of the engine for a while, but no one came in. Finally she couldn't sit still anymore. She walked out of the mansion and saw a black car parked quietly in the yard. When she got closer, she saw that it was very good. The two children were hugging each other. , the car window was half-opened, her most beloved grandson's eyes were gentle and caring.

How had she ever seen her Nanli have such a tender expression?

That child is truly his beloved.

Fu Nanli raised his eyes and saw her grandmother. He coughed lightly and said in a deep voice, "Grandma."

Wen Qiao instinctively wanted to stand up and say hello, then bumped the roof of the car, and finally got out of the car with Fu Nanli. Fu Nanli's big hand rubbed her head, and Wen Qiao smiled and called her grandma.

Wu Yue'e smiled and said, "Am I disturbing you?"

Fu Nanli: "You still know?"

Wen Qiao: "No, no."

"Come in quickly, dinner is ready and waiting for you to come and eat."

Wen Qiao, who had lost a layer of vest on the spot, was led into the house by Fu Nanli's hand. Remembering Fu Nanli's hand when he asked her to take a good look at that piece of programming and told her to 'think again', she felt that she could be shortlisted for the embarrassing scene of the year.

At the dinner table, Fu Nanli whispered: "So, come to Zhonghuan Technology Department to be a consultant."

Wu Yuee: "What technical department? What consultant?"

Fu Nanli said calmly: "Grandma, you don't know much about work."

The old lady muttered: "Some people look down on old ladies."

Wen Qiao looked embarrassed: "Professor Zhong asked me to join the Internet Security Department before you, and he said that after joining the Internet Security Department, I can't work in the computer technology department of other companies because of suspected privacy confidentiality."

"Did you promise him?"

Wen Qiao: "Who told you to be one step behind others?"

Fu Nanli clenched his chopsticks: "Yes, very good."

First come first served, he understands this principle!

Wen Qiao: "No one will attack your platform anymore. Therefore, I am dispensable to your company. If anything happens to you, I will still be obliged to help you. Even if I quit my job in the Internet Security Department, I will still help you." Will help you."

The old lady was confused: "What kind of riddles are you two kids doing? Why can't I understand you at all?"

Fu Nanli served a bowl of soup to the old lady: "You don't understand anything about computers."

"Then don't talk about such profound things, and talk about something I understand, okay?"

"Well, we'll stay and play mahjong with you later."