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

Wen Chimei's eyes were high-spirited and full of confidence: "I will use my strength to teach him how to behave."

Xia Bodinghai gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't defeat others, then you can accuse them of cheating, and they are still in a daze. Is he worthy?"

That night, several of them watched Luoying's live broadcast in front of the computer, and had a friendly match with an entertainment anchor on the live broadcast platform.

Xia Bai and Ding Hai were singing in harmony as if they were having a cross talk.

"It's time for Luoying to retire, he's getting old."

"And he especially doesn't like to cooperate. He likes to be in the limelight and show off."

"In the past, a person who was good at shooting alone was very good, but now that he is getting older, his reflexes are no longer good, he loves to be tough, and his strength is not good enough. If it weren't for the good cooperation of his teammates, he would have been defeated in the regular season this time."

During the live broadcast, Luoying was still scolding his teammates. He seemed to be a very conceited and arrogant person.

Suddenly, the computer screen goes black.

Several people watching the live broadcast were collectively confused. There was an event on the live broadcast platform today. Professional players and anchors competed in a group match. It was not a formal competition, but it was indeed a very important live broadcast.

The computer screen suddenly went black, but the voice of Luoying who was wearing a headset and speaking could still be heard.

"Damn, md, what's going on? Why did the computer suddenly go black?"

He had already announced on Weibo that he would be ranked first. Compared with him, entertainment bloggers would not be completely crushed.

Who knows that at the critical moment, the computer suddenly loses control.

"If you fall behind, hurry up, hurry up, change the computer quickly, if you lose this game, the score will be caught up by the opponent."

Wen Qiao looked around. Her Xiao Mo was sitting alone on the sofa, scrolling through his phone.

She didn't go over and looked at the computer screen again.

Luoying's panicked voice reached the live broadcast room with a black screen through the headset: "Fuck, what are you doing? Why is this computer broken? Where are the people from the technical department?"

And the voices of messy teammates: "Falling behind, this game is lost."

"Why isn't the computer ready yet?"

There was a chaos of war and chaos, and although the picture could not be seen, one could always hear Luoying's voice cursing at his mother.

The computer remained black until the end of the game.

The entertainment anchor team that he looked down upon won first place.

Then I heard the sound of something being thrown. It was probably Luoying who had dropped his earmuffs, and then there was no sound.

Ding Hai and Xia Bai gloated: "Which angel sister vented this bad breath for us?"

Wen Qiao then walked to the sofa and leaned over to take a look: "Xiao Mo is playing Sudoku."

Wen Mo looked obedient and nodded.

She turned to look at the three people in front of the computer: "It feels like it was hacked."

Xia Bai got excited: "The computers in clubs like theirs have very high firewall levels and cannot be hacked easily."

Wen Qiao: "That should be a pretty powerful hacker."

Ding Hai clapped his hands: "It seems that Luoying has offended a lot of people, he deserves it!"

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When Fu Nanli returned home at the Fu family villa, he saw an uninvited guest. Fu Jiang's grandfather and his grandfather were sitting together drinking tea and chatting, while Fu Jiang was sitting aside.

When he saw Fu Nanli, Fu Jiang stood up quickly and called him brother in a respectful manner.

Fu Nanli took off his coat and Uncle Li took it, "What would you like to drink, young master?"

"black tea."

"good."

Fu Nanli walked over, but Fu Jiang didn't dare to make any move until he sat down.

Fu Nanli sat down on the sofa next to the old man, his eyes wandering on his second grandfather Fu Huaide and Fu Jiang.

Fu Huaiyong raised his head and glanced at Fu Jiang: "What are you standing for? Sit down."

Only then did Fu Jiang sit down tremblingly.