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

Wen Qiao shrugged, wanting to tell him to shut up. Fu Nanli's slender fingers slowly moved from her shoulders to her mouth, and gently covered her mouth. Hot air hung on her fingers.

The man is a little distracted.

Fu Nanli seemed to be in a good mood, accompanying the other party and talking nonsense: "How can we join forces?"

Wu Zhe became more enthusiastic: "This is it, I have thought about it. My father, my father, and you, Mr. Fu's stocks combined, enjoy two-thirds of the voting rights of the board of directors. We vote to drive the dead girl out of the board of directors, leaving a vacancy." How about you make up the capital and be the largest shareholder?”

Wen Qiao pressed his temple.

Hanhan, please shut up!

Fu Nanli chuckled: "In this case, I'll ask Wen Qiao for his opinion."

Wu Zhe was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses, "Wha...what?"

Fu Nanli then said, "Qiaoer, what do you mean?"

Wen Qiao's voice reached Wu Zhe's ears clearly, "You can do whatever you want, I don't care about your investment."

Wu Shaodong was startled. He lost his grip on the phone and fell to the ground with a thud. There was chaos on the other side of the phone.

It took a long time before Wu Zhe's voice came: "Sorry to bother you."

Fu Nanli's indifferent voice came: "The little girl invested 10 million when your company was on the verge of bankruptcy. She is your company's benefactor. She shouldn't be plotted by Wu Shaodong behind your back. What do you think?"

Wu Zhe said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, you are right."

"You have repeatedly blocked her, and the little girl did not join forces with me to drive you and your son out. You have been extremely kind to you. What do you think, Mr. Wu?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Fu Nanli's face was livid, "As for what to do with you, the little girl has the final say."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhe's arm felt even more painful.

What is the relationship between Little Girl's Film and Young Master Fu? Why are those two people together?

Fu Nanli put down his phone and glanced at the person in his arms, "As a leader, sometimes you should show some courage so that she doesn't even dare to deal with you in private."

Wen Qiao: "I will learn from Mr. Fu humbly."

Although she owns a club, an entertainment company, and a pharmaceutical factory, she is almost a hands-off shopkeeper, leaving them all to others to run. She only makes the final decisions.

"What are you going to do with Fenlin's young director?"

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "It's a family business. Many people in the company only recognize people named Wu. As soon as I entered, I fired the boss and the pharmaceutical factory collapsed."

"so……"

"Let him obey me. If Wu Zhe obeys me, everyone under him will also obey me."

"Do you have any idea?"

Wen Qiao nodded: "There should be no problem."

It can be said that she is quite experienced in dealing with such rich second-generation dudes and getting them to correct their evil ways.

After all, she is known as a reformer for bad students.

In mid-December, research on blood diseases reached a climax, with several major domestic pharmaceutical companies investing an unprecedented amount of manpower and material resources to research specific drugs and vaccines.

Whoever comes out on top will be able to save people’s livelihood.

Wen Qiao went to Fenlin. In order to pretend to be pitiful, Wu Zhe didn't take off the bandage on his hand and sat down opposite Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao knew that for Fu Nanli's sake, Wu Zhe was submissive to him on the surface, but he must be calling her a dead girl in his heart.

"Are you scolding me?" Wen Qiao poured a cup of coffee and placed it next to Wu Zhe.

Wu Zhe jumped up like a grasshopper: "Mr. Wen, how dare I scold you."