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

The hands on my waist suddenly tightened: "You think I'm old?"

Wen Qiao raised his hands in surrender: "How could that be?"

Her phone vibrated, and a message came from an unknown number. She swiped it away and took a look -

[Ms. Wen, it seems we need to meet again. See you at the Xiaohuaishan Club tomorrow, Lu Wenzhou. ]

Uh-huh, Young Master Fu owns Xiaotang Mountain and Xiaosu Mountain, and Second Young Master Lu is no less willing to give in. In Haicheng, there are Xiaohuai Mountain and Xiaoshe Mountain, a total of four hills, which are divided between these two.

Fu Nanli naturally saw this text message, "Lu Wenzhou? Why did he ask you to meet?"

Wen Qiao coughed lightly and hesitated: "Second Young Master Lu and I had a little friction again."

"A little friction?" Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her.

Wen Qiao felt guilty: "Do you know that Second Young Master Lu is married?"

"How would I know? I won't be paying attention to him all the time."

Wen Qiao sighed: "My company has signed a new artist named Zhou Tao. She is very beautiful, has good acting skills, and is excellent in all aspects. I think she will definitely have a bright future."

"Tell the important point."

Wen Qiao pursed her lips: "She is the wife of Second Young Master Lu."

Fu Nanli paused, "Did you get into trouble with him?"

Wen Qiao was on the verge of tears: "Do you think so?"

Fu Nanli felt this way, and Second Young Master Lu would probably feel the same way.

"At least that's what it seems on the surface."

Wen Qiao was helpless: "I didn't know Lu Wenzhou was married at all, and I was wronged."

Fu Nanli rubbed her head: "Okay, don't be afraid of him. Did his wife find you on her own?"

"Well, Zhou Tao applied for the job herself. I had no idea she was Lu Wenzhou's wife."

"There is no need to attend tomorrow. Let him come to you on his own. Do you really think that you are the one who comes and goes when he recruits you?"

Wen Qiao: "Yeah."

The next day, Wen Qiao's schoolwork ended and he went to the old folk music building. Lin Xiang acted as the conductor and the group rehearsed to prepare for the next Thanksgiving performance.

Still at the Turandot Concert Hall.

Yu Shu hurried in and said to Wen Qiao: "I have something to tell you. Come down with me."

Wen Qiao followed Yu Shu downstairs. In the small courtyard, Yu Shu's eyes lit up and he said, "The staff of my fleet saw your little uncle yesterday."

Wen Qiao's heart was choked by the cold wind, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

"Really?"

"Um."

"Where?"

"In Zhoucheng, a coastal city south of Haicheng, he got off a cruise ship. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared, but my crew member said that he looked very similar to the photo he got, saying that the man Very eye-catching appearance.”

Wen Qiao breathed out: "Is it Zhoucheng? Which port in Zhoucheng?"

"Nangang Port."

Wen Qiao nodded: "Thank you, thank you."

"Why are you being polite to me?"

"Does he look okay?"

"My crew said he was very handsome, and he stood out from the crowd. There were so many people in the crowd, and they spotted him at a glance. They also said he had a youthful look. He didn't look 29 years old, like a college student."

Wen Qiao felt sad in his heart. He looked young and still maintained a youthful look, which at least meant that he had not had a hard time in these years.

After saying goodbye to Yu Shu, Wen Qiao hurried back to the dormitory and hacked into the surveillance system near Zhoucheng Nangang Port.

Then she posted a photo of her little uncle, and within about three minutes, she saw her little uncle at a small intersection near the cruise port.