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

In the large and spacious office, there is an entire wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, and the decoration style is very modern. All the energy of this company is spent on this kind of hard decoration. The person at the helm is someone who drives a convertible in the winter and has a runny nose. Can Erque, whose father doesn’t even know the financial backer, be on the verge of bankruptcy?

Wu Junyuan personally brewed a cup of the best Dahongpao and handed it to Wen Qiao: "Mr. Wen, the dog just couldn't see Taishan. He was so offended. I will teach him a lesson when I get home. Don't take it to heart."

The second generation ancestor sat across from her with his legs crossed, looking unconvinced. Wen Qiao tapped the table gently: "I heard that the company is going to choose a new general manager to manage operations. I came here today to vote."

Wu Zhe was anxious. The voting was just a show, and he did some tricks during the voting process. In the end, he was the general manager to manage the company. But with this little girl's movie coming, it felt like things were not that easy.

"Dad, don't bother Mr. Wen with this matter, right?"

Wu Junliang chuckled: "Yes, Mr. Wen..."

Wen Qiao raised his hand: "I hope to maximize the company's interests, so I vote for Fang Fangjun."

Wen Qiao has a deep understanding of this small pharmaceutical company. After all, she is planning to invest, so she has done a lot of detailed research.

The only candidates for general manager are Wu Zhe and Fang Fangjun. If Wen Qiao doesn't come, the position of general manager will still fall to Wu Zhe, and voting is just a formality.

Wu Zhe was anxious: "Dad, what about me?"

Wen Qiao turned the pen in his hand: "You can continue to be in your original position, Young Director."

It is a position with only a nominal name, and the management of the entire company is handed over to talented people. Mr. Xiao Wu can just be a qualified second-generation ancestor. Isn't it better to have someone help him?

Wu Zhe: "Then don't I have no real power in my hands?"

Everything was sorted by Fang Fangjun, and in the end he just asked him to sign, and his rights were taken away. How could that be possible?

Wen Qiao was too lazy to chat with him and pointed at He Yang: "Mr. Wu, he studies blood. I want to open a new laboratory."

Mr. Wu was sweating on his head: "Mr. Xiao Wen, this... this needs to be discussed in the long term, right?"

Wen Qiao raised his hand: "I'm here today to focus on these two things. You can make your own decisions on other things. These two things are decided. Let Fang Fangjun be the professional general manager, and open a laboratory for He Yang and let him be a researcher. , I will replenish the funds, I still have something to do, please let me know if you have anything to do next.”

After Wen Qiao left, Wu Zhe started to behave: "Dad, look at you, this is inviting the wolf into the house. The little girl is going to ride on top of us and dominate us. I won't listen to her anyway, so I will go against her. Always force this damn girl away!"

Wu Junliang was helpless: "What can we do? Do you know how many pharmaceutical companies collapsed last year? If it weren't for this little girl, our company would have closed down long ago and the liquidation of assets would have started long ago."

"Anyway, if I don't force her out, my surname is not Wu. Investment is allowed, but the right to speak in the company must still be in our own hands. She can just take the lion's share of the year-end dividends. Which director makes the company's business decisions like she does?" Doing so much interference?”

Wu Junliang patted him on the head: "Didn't you offend her in the first place?"

Wu Zhe felt aggrieved: "Who knew? The little girl looks so young in the film, who knew she was actually the major shareholder?"