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

June looked solemn: "The progress is good so far. The genetic sequence has been broken and reassembled. This will be of great help in the research of specific drugs. The He Yang you recruited is very good. Although he did not graduate from a famous university, his The way of thinking is very divergent and unfettered.”

Wen Qiao nodded: "That's good."

She learned a little about it and left the lab.

June is a boy and May is a girl. They are Su Ce's loyal subordinates.

When Heyang was not there, June whispered: "Sir, he has been studying synthetic blood for her, but unfortunately he failed every time."

May sighed softly: "I feel like you are confused when you care. Obviously, you have never failed in other fields. Maybe every time you invest in this research, your mentality is wrong and you are too anxious."

June nodded: "Yes, I think so too. The husband really regards Wen Qiao as his daughter, but he has encountered a bottleneck in blood synthesis. He is really suffering."

"I hope it can be researched as soon as possible. I really don't want to see Mr. tortured."

"It's hard for me to produce results even if I do my own research and development. Is there anyone in the world who is more authoritative in the pharmaceutical industry than me?"

"He Yang, whom Wen Qiao recruited, also specializes in blood."

June chuckled: "Sir, you can't figure it out. Do you still have high hopes for such a little boy?"

May shrugged: "It's impossible to say this kind of thing."

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In the evening, Wen Qiao returned to Fu Nanli's residence. While he was sitting on the carpet in his study writing music, Fu Nanli received a call.

"It's Wu Zhe from Fenlin calling."

Wen Qiao's hand holding the pencil paused: "You take it."

Fu Nanli answered the phone. Over there, Wu Shaodong still had a bandage on his left arm. He was a pampered man. Wen Qiao threw him over his shoulder and dislocated his arm.

It is urgent to win over Mr. Fu to stand on the same side as him.

Damn girl, how dare you do this to him!

"Hello..." A lazy voice came, and Wu Zhe couldn't help but think in his heart, Mr. Fu's voice is quite pleasant.

"Hello Mr. Fu."

"Um."

"It's like this. You are currently the second largest shareholder of our company. The largest shareholder is Wen Qiao. You know that, right?"

Fu Nanli pressed the speakerphone, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qiao ate melon silently.

"Are you willing to be pinned down by a woman?"

Fu Nanli's eyes involuntarily darkened, "If she is willing to suppress her, I am willing."

Wen Qiao slowed down and noticed that the man seemed to be driving silently, so he couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at him.

A smile emerged from the corner of Fu Nanli's mouth.

Wu Zhe on the other end didn't know that Mr. Fu was driving, so he hurriedly said: "That little girl Jianzi is only twenty years old this year. She is still a college student. She seems to be in the entertainment industry. She has a strong sense of superiority after composing two songs. She doesn't put any In people's eyes, today's young people are arrogant and do not know how high the sky is. "

Wen Qiao:......

Does she have it?

"Well, really?" Young Master Fu said leisurely.

"Yes, for this little girl, we have to give her some color, what do you think?"

Fu Nanli chuckled: "Well, I also want to give her some color."

Wen Qiao put down the music sheet and pencil in his hands, stood up, stepped on the shag carpet with his bare feet, walked to him, and said, 'What did I do? Why do you want to show me the color? ’

Fu Nanli stretched out his long hand and pulled the person onto her lap. As soon as his breath sank, Wu Zhe immediately became excited: "Then let's join forces, how about it?"