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

"You are Mr. Wu of Nanyun, right?"

"Yes, tell me quickly, what's the situation?"

"Mr. Wu, haven't you read the news on the Internet? It's because of the negligence of the ground staff of the tower's air traffic control bureau, who gave the wrong order and stopped a plane when they got there, but let Captain Fu's plane land on the same runway. Afterwards, it was Captain Fu who acted accordingly and calmly resolved a more serious disaster. He adjusted the nose of the plane at the fastest speed and hit the shuttle bus on the right, otherwise both planes would be destroyed. people died."

Wu Junyuan's palms went cold.

How the hell did an accident create a heroic captain?

"Anyway, isn't Dongchuan causing psychological panic to people?"

"No, everyone knows that Captain Fu led them out of danger, and they all want to thank him. The passengers of that plane are still stranded at the airport and want to see Captain Fu. Unfortunately, a passenger on the plane seems to be injured. The captain took the passenger to the hospital."

Wu Junyuan's palm has been cold to the heart.

His top seat isn't hot yet, so don't move the nest again.

Fu Nanli's meeting was held from ten o'clock in the evening to twelve o'clock in the evening. He lost his temper. Although he didn't say anything serious, all the senior staff of the Aviation Administration looked at the young master carefully.

"Captain Fu, I'm really sorry, it's our personnel management that has made omissions."

Director Zheng Peidong of the Aviation Administration really felt that an old face was lost by the people underneath.

Fu Nanli's face was gloomy: "Director Zheng, please rectify the people under him."

Zheng Peidong: "It will definitely be. In addition, there will be a press conference to apologize to the public tomorrow. All of our senior management will attend. Can Captain Fu attend to answer some questions from reporters?"

"Xu Shen will attend the press conference."

Zheng Peidong nodded: "Okay, okay."

Ji Xianzheng said: "I will let the head of the public relations department follow up on the follow-up matters. I will stop here today. The official Weibo of the Aviation Administration will first issue a statement to clarify the ins and outs of the matter. Rest, he should be tired."

A group of senior officials of the Aviation Administration sent Fu Nanli downstairs, escorted him into the car, and watched him leave.

Even if this young master failed to turn the tide and save the reputation of the entire aviation authority, his group of high-level executives would be very polite when they met him, not to mention that they are now the uncle.

Lao Hu looked at the person in the rearview mirror, and his eyes were exhausted. After all, he had experienced such a thrilling moment, and he saw Xiao Wen's blood flow continuously. The young master was also a mortal, so he would naturally be tired.

"Have you gone back?" Old Hu asked.

Fu Nanli pinched his brows and said, "Go to Yangyin."

"this late."

"Take another look at her." He was worried, and he didn't know if the wound on her head still hurt. He was always worried when he wasn't by his side.

Lao Hu knew the temper of his young master, so the car veered in a direction and drove towards Yangyin.

Wen Qiao had a terrible headache. After all, she pulled out a hole, and she would always touch the wound unconsciously when she was sleeping. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Lu Youyou pawed beside her bed: "Qiao Qiao, does it hurt so bad?"

Wen Qiao forced a smile: "It's okay."

Chun Xiao and Lin Xiang also leaned out: "Take some painkillers?"

Wen Qiao waved his hand: "No need, I'll get used to it when it hurts."