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

When Ji Xianzheng met, the first sentence was: "How do you dress up Xiao Wen so mature."

Fu Nanli's mind was pierced, and his face sank, "For formal occasions, if you don't wear it like this, what do you think you should wear?"

Ji Xianzheng vaguely felt that every word of his cousin smelled of gunpowder.

He was angry, he was angry.

Ji Xianzheng raised his eyebrows: "Okay, it's because I didn't think about it carefully, just sit down."

The small banquet hall is covered with a Turkish brown-red carpet. The podium for one person on the stage is reddish-brown of the same color. It is thick and has the texture of the years. Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli are sitting on the seats, and the light reflected by the crystal chandeliers above their heads is cast on. On Fu Nanli's face, he was wearing a hand-made suit.

gods.

She could only think of such words.

The word seemed to be tailor-made for him.

He came to the stage to accept the award, which was a certificate of honor presented to him by the leaders of the city. Fu Nanli stood on the stage and delivered an acceptance speech. Wen Qiao looked at him with endless admiration.

He is a hero.

He saved many people.

She was full of emotion, proud of him, and he was the glory that guided her to the light in her life.

After Fu Nanli made some brief mandarin speech, Ji Xianzheng let out a sigh of relief, and he said everything he asked him to say, and the leaders nodded frequently.

Fu Nanli stepped down with the leader holding the red certificate of honor.

At the end of the commendation meeting, Ji Xianzheng went to see the leaders, while Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao left the state banquet hall.

There were a lot of eagerly looking forward reporters gathered at the door, all thinking that it would be nice to be able to block Mr. Fu a little.

It's a pity that Fu Nanli got into the car as soon as he left the banquet hall.

The windows of the black car were completely dark, and the camera couldn't capture the scene inside at all, so I could only shout a few words, "Mr. Captain, say a few words."

'People want to hear your thoughts on this incident'

'Netizens want to see where you are'.

The car was gone, Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows. He was a captain and a businessman. He was not interested in being a star and would not appear in front of the camera.

Xu Shen was also in the car, turned around with a smile: "Although you didn't show up, Captain, there are waves of Weibo posts about you on the Internet."

The top rich and handsome, the young master of the Fu family, this title alone is enough for thousands of girls to imagine.

What's more, this young master is not like those playful young masters who are active in the entertainment gossip weekly. He will only ride with young models and do all kinds of crazy temptations on the edge of the law. This young master is a serious graduate of MIT, and he graduated. After that, he entered the civil aviation and flew a passenger plane, and turned the tide in an unavoidable air disaster and turned the tide.

This is the perfect character that only appears in a novel.

Although Fu Nanli's photos have never been circulated on the Internet, it does not prevent him from having a large number of fans.

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Su Yun and Ji Mingyuan's wedding is scheduled for the May Day holiday.

The living room light door was open, it was raining outside, and the spring rain rushed into the house with the breeze, and it felt that the face was not cold.

Su Yun wrote the guest list on a piece of red paper: "I don't think there are many people."

She is also an older brother in Haicheng.

Wen Qiao: "Aunt Xiaojun will definitely come back, right?"

"Well, I told her that she is very happy for me and will come back when the time comes."

Wen Qiao took a bite of the apple: "Are Su Ying and his family invited too?"

Su Yun glanced at her: "Didn't your brother invite us when he got married? Reciprocity..."

God (Qi twice)