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

The waiter opened a bottle of red wine.

Ji Xianzheng said: "Louis XIII brought by a friend from abroad has been stored in the cellar for some years. It is said that it tastes very good. I also pour a cup for Xiaowen."

"She can't drink red wine, she'll get drunk."

"Let her have a taste."

Wen Qiao stared at his wine glass and pursed her lips. Fu Nanli picked up the wine glass and put one hand on the back of her neck: "Just one sip, eh?"

Wen Qiao took his cup, took a sip, the mouth was sweet, the wine smelled with the aroma of the wood barrels in the cellar, and the sweetness was a little pungent in the throat, but it would be sweet after a while, and the taste was very rich, she wanted to come again. One sip, the wine glass was taken away by him, "Only one sip."

Wen Qiao: "Okay."

Just this sip, she was a little hot from the drink, and until the end of the dinner, her cheeks were flushed, but she was not drunk, but she felt a little hot.

Fu Nanli carried the two men's coats in one hand and walked out with the other.

As soon as the four of them left the private room, Wen Qiao heard a teasing voice: "Ah, isn't this the young director of the famous Dongchuan Airlines, Mr. Ji?"

Looking up, a medium-sized, oily and pink-faced man in an indigo velvet suit was standing in front of them, followed by a few young people who looked like the second generation of wealthy families.

Originally they were quite rampant, but when I saw a few of them, I restrained a little.

The Fu family, the Ji family, and the Chu family are all wealthy families, and they cannot easily be offended.

Ji Xianzheng smiled coldly and did not answer him.

Wu Junyuan stepped forward with a schadenfreude expression, but patted Ji Xianzheng on the shoulder pretending to be considerate: "In a business, ups and downs are a common thing, and Ji Shao doesn't need to be too concerned."

Ji Xianzheng gently flicked the hand on his shoulder: "Trouble you worry."

No desire to talk.

Wu Junyuan said with a smile: "At the year-end meeting of the Aviation Association tomorrow night, I am afraid that the incident with Ji Shao and you in Dongchuan will be brought out as a typical criticism again."

The smile in Ji Xianzheng's eyes was mixed with a sinister light: "If there is a mistake, I will correct it. I humbly accept the guild's criticism."

Wu Junyuan laughed proudly: "Ji Shao doesn't need to be so arrogant and laugh, we are all traveling together, I know you have a lot of resentment in your heart, it's just that you don't know who you are, and let your Captain Luo be promoted to captain, just ascended. It's just causing trouble for you, right? You'll have to keep your eyes open in the future."

Ji Xianzheng smiled: "Then I hope Wu Shaodong's Nanyun Airlines can be peaceful all the way, ah no, you have been the second child for ten thousand years, and now you are in the first seat, I am afraid you are not used to it."

Wu Junyuan's face suddenly collapsed. Just now, he had an expression of teasing others with ease, but now he gritted his teeth: "I'm very used to it, and I have to stay in the first place all the time."

Ji Xianzheng patted him on the shoulder: "Then you have to work hard to keep it."

Completely anti-customer-oriented, control the situation.

In this kind of drama where the two sides meet on a narrow road, whoever gets in a hurry first will lose.

The big guys have always been lighthearted.

Who can stay peaceful all the time?

After Ji Xianzheng finished speaking, he walked forward indifferently, and Fu Nanli followed Wen Qiao and Chu Qingyou in his arms.

Wu Junyuan had 10,000 swear words stuck in his throat. When he saw Fu Nanli and Chu Qingyou, he didn't dare to make trouble. He could only endure it until they disappeared at the end of the corridor. A foul language 'fuck. he. fuck'.