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

Fu Nanli called Fu Chuan: "Check for me how many people would rank among the richest people in the country with a net worth of 60 million."

The speakerphone was on, and Fu Chuan's unabashed chuckle came: "When did Master Fu's standards drop to such a low level? Can 60 million be considered a rich man?"

Wen Qiao touched his neck, brother, this is a bit disrespectful.

"Check it." Fu Nanli raised his hand and touched Wen Qiao's head with a low voice.

"Wait a mininute."

After a moment, Fu Chuan's voice came: "There are 120,000 people with assets over 50 million, 50,000 people with assets over 100 million, 2,000 people with assets over 1 billion, and two people with assets over 10 billion." One hundred people, 60 million, probably ranks around the 80,000 or 90,000th."

Wen Qiao breathed out.

The road is blocked and difficult.

Fu Nanli said solemnly: "I know."

After hanging up the phone, the atmosphere in the car was a little awkward, and then he reached out and rubbed the top of her hair: "But at the age of twenty-one, you can have 60 million assets by yourself. You should be the first one in the country, so You are still very powerful."

Wen Qiao nodded.

Fu Nanli played with her soft hair: "You should ask me before you say such harsh words. Set yourself a more achievable goal, such as being in the top one thousand on the wealth list."

"Do you think I can't achieve my goal?"

Fu Nanli: "No, I just think it will take a long time." After speaking, he leaned close to her ear and said, "Your boyfriend is one year older and is no longer young."

Wen Qiao stretched out a hand: "I will try to achieve this goal in five years."

Fu Nanli's temples were swollen and painful: "Otherwise, if I give you money, I can go to overseas markets to take the money back, and I won't be able to find out where you got the money."

It's okay to take shortcuts occasionally.

Wen Qiao crossed his long legs and said, "Young Master Fu looks down on others. I told your grandfather that you should rely on yourself and not accept foreign aid."

Mr. Fu has a black face. How can he look down on others? Forget it, just let her go. He believes in the child's strength. Metsulin Pharmaceuticals is a project she has set her sights on, and she even made tens of millions with him.

Entertainment companies and e-sports clubs are also running smoothly. In time, he will definitely be a business tycoon. He really doesn't need to encourage others.

Fu Nanli pinched her face and said, "Then I'll wait and see."

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Country m, a villa on the west coast of the mountains, the room decoration is simple and exquisite, with gray and white colors interspersed, and the visual effect is very comfortable.

Gu Xiao was lying on the huge bed. Next to him was an electrocardiograph and brain wave meter, monitoring his heart and brain waves.

After an examination, four doctors in white coats left the room, while two nurses carefully guarded the bedside.

The leading doctor left the room and walked towards the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "Sir, the patient's heart and lung lobes are normal, and the brain activity is slow. The patient seems to have the intention of escaping from reality. At present, he is probably greedy for the dreams he created and is unwilling to do anything. wake up."

He Xihuai lit the cigarette in his hand: "If this continues in the long run, what will be the consequences?"

"I will become a vegetative state and never wake up."

"Isn't there any special treatment method to wake him up? Isn't it possible to create a dream and enter his dream?"

"That was a scene from a movie. Medical skills have not yet developed to this stage. If he acts rashly, his life will be directly destroyed."

He Xihuai was a little irritable. The vase on the cabinet nearby was damaged. The doctor shook his head. He knew that this man had a bad temper, and he regarded Gu Xiao as his younger brother.