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

Liang Chen suddenly became angry: "What nonsense is this?"

Yu Shu pointed at Jin Xuan: "That's what she said."

Jin Xuan felt guilty: "Just... even if I said it, you can't hit someone?"

Yu Shu shrugged: "Why can't you beat people? You spread rumors, I beat people, we're half a catty."

The director of politics and education has a headache: "It's not right to spread rumors, and it's not right to beat people, each of you write me a review letter."

Fang Duo refused to accept: "They beat people first, why do we have to write a review?"

"Then why don't you deal with it in private? They sue you for spreading rumors, and you sue them for fighting?"

Fang Duo was unwilling, she also knew that it would definitely not be cheap.

The hateful thing is that this broke the school, because Wen Qiao won 20 million yuan, and now she no longer favors her unconditionally. If it was before, she would definitely punish Wen Qiao and the others regardless of the reason.

hateful!

"Everyone writes a review, can it be done?" The director also has a headache, and neither side can be offended. This is the best way.

Fang Duo gritted his teeth: "I see."

The director asked Wen Qiao again, "Can you write?"

"Okay, let's write."

"Then go ahead and write, no less than 800 words."

Yu Shu shouted: "What? Eight hundred words? Too many."

The director patted the table: "Do you think it's a vegetable market? Are you still haggling?"

Wen Qiao pulled everyone out: "We will write."

In the corridor, Zhuang Yan stopped Wen Qiao. She had a nail mark on her left cheek. During the melee, she didn't know who made it.

"Are you OK?"

Wen Qiao looked indifferent: "It's alright."

Zhuang Yan pointed to her face: "There is an injury here."

Wen Qiao touched it carelessly: "It's fine, it'll be fine in two days."

Wen Qiao was dragged away by Lu Youyou and the others. Zhuang Yan looked at her back. The long corridor had ivory columns on one side and lush greenery on the other.

Turning a corner, her back finally disappeared.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and smiled, at least being able to talk to her normally is a kind of progress.

She probably only regarded him as an ordinary alumni.

Alumni, what a ruthless word.

The six people in the Minle Building were lying on the table writing their review. Only Song Yu was left behind by the professor to discuss the next game, so he couldn't keep up with the group fight.

Seeing that they were all writing their own reviews, Song Yu even felt a little regretful, "Hey, I'll be fine, we have to share the blessings and the misfortunes."

Wen Qiao shook his head, who are you?

Fu Nanli's WeChat sent over, saying that he was waiting for her at the back door.

Wen Qiao took two A4 papers, left the school, and got into his car.

As soon as he sat down, Fu Nanli's hand reached out, pinched her chin, and stared at the scratches on her cheek: "What's the matter?"

Wen Qiao: "I had some physical conflicts with my classmates."

"A fight?"

Wen Qiao laughed: "It's not a fight, it's just a little conflict."

"Who hit you?"

Wen Qiao gave up struggling: "It's just a small conflict between classmates, I didn't suffer, they didn't take advantage."

"Didn't you suffer?"

How could Master Fu not worry? In his eyes, Wen Qiao was a little cunning, but she was definitely relatively weak and well-behaved. He was worried that she would be bullied.

He still didn't know that his well-behaved and beautiful little girlfriend was a social sister who could pick six.

Wen Qiao nodded: "It's really not a loss."

"Remember in the future, protect yourself with legal weapons and don't go to fights."