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

Wen Qiao cut the grilled squid into small pieces, dipped it in some sauce, wrapped it in lettuce, and put it on Yu Shu's plate: "Please use it."

Lu Youyou bulged her cheeks and asked Wen Qiao, "Why are you being so attentive to her, do you owe money?"

Wen Qiao closed his eyes: "don't worry about it."

Yu Shu rubbed Wen Qiao's head: "Sister is really good."

Wen Qiaopi doesn't smile, you'd better help me find my uncle.

Fu's family, a three-chamber trial was waiting for Fu Nanli. As soon as he entered the house, Uncle Li took the coat he took off and walked through the long aisle. He saw his grandfather, his mother and his aunt sitting in the living room. .

The face is not very good.

When Ye Minqiu saw his son coming back, he immediately got up and came over: "Your grandfather has something to tell you."

Fu Nanli naturally knew what his grandfather was going to say.

Fu Huaiyong was drinking tea, when he saw his grandson sitting on the sofa, he put down the porcelain cup in his hand: "So I'm the last to know what happened, right?"

Fu Nanli rubbed his wrists and felt a little tired after the long flight.

"Nothing happened, I didn't tell you."

Fu Huaiyong's face was ashen: "The plane has crashed, nothing happened yet? Tell me, what else did you think of?"

Fu Nanli pressed his eyebrows: "I'm a little tired, can you let me sleep for a while?"

Fu Huaiyong was angry and distressed: "Go to bed after finishing talking."

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows with a look of 'Tell me, I'll listen'.

"Don't fly anymore." Fu Huaiyong went straight to the point and went straight to the point.

Fu Nanli crossed his long legs, rested his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, tapped his fingers lightly, and said simply, "No."

Ye Minqiu tutted softly, "Don't answer so bluntly."

There is no room to turn around at all, is the old man shameless?

"Not really."

The Ye sisters held their foreheads together, the eldest young master was self-willed, unable to control, unable to control.

Fu Huaiyong slapped the table and said, "What can't you do? If something so dangerous happens, you are still the captain for a day, and we are worried about it for a day."

Fu Nanli directly threw out a set of data: "The record of plane crashes was 1.7 in 1991, dropped below 1 for the first time in 1999, and dropped to 0.85 in 2000. According to the probability of 2000, that is 1.1765 million. It takes 3,223 years to have one fatal crash. In other words, if someone takes a plane once a day, it takes 3,223 years to have one fatal crash.”

Fu Huaiyong was stunned: "I don't care about the data you have or not. Starting from tomorrow, you are not allowed to fly. When you return to Zhonghuan, start from the CEO."

Fu Nanli got up and adjusted his uniform: "You are out of control now. I can't tell you why. I'll go up first. After flying for ten hours, I'm a little tired. I need to rest."

After speaking, he lifted his long legs and walked upstairs.

Ye Minchun and her sister winked, the nephew is really good.

Ye Minqiu supported his head, only this ancestor dared to offend the old man. Fu Huaiyong was furious: "You bastard!"

Turning to look at Ye Minchun: "Why did your family let him enter Dongchuan to be the captain?"

Ye Minchun:  …

Lie the gun.

"Yes, yes, uncle, it's all my fault, and it's all my family's fault."

Fu Huaiyong's heart was heaving, "And you."

The spearhead was aimed at Ye Minqiu, Ye Minqiu immediately listened to the training expression on his face.

"You're a motherfucker, talk to him well, this time you're going to let him retire anyway."