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

"Don't, don't say he's my brother, I can't stand high, you can just say the name, just say Su Lei."

Su Yun was helpless: "Okay, okay, I want to invite them, that's how human relationships are."

Wen Qiao pouted: "I don't care, I'm afraid that Su Ying will feel uncomfortable again, I can't help scold her."

"Just don't know her in general."

Su Yun wrote some names and sighed softly. Wen Qiao saw that "Su Ce" was written in her pen.

"Is it my uncle?"

Su Yun nodded: "Yes."

Wen Qiao processed the photo, roughly estimated his adult appearance, and compared it on major websites of AI face recognition.

But there are so many surveillance cameras around the world, and even an investigation cannot be done overnight.

So so far, she has no clue.

She shook her mother's hand: "no news is good news. We have to believe that he is still alive and well in the world, living well in places we can't see."

Su Yun's voice was a little choked: "Is it really like this?"

Wen Qiao deliberately said cheerfully, "Mom, think about it, my uncle's IQ is so high, how can he not be like a duck? Maybe he is a super boss now, so don't worry about him."

Su Yun wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Really?"

Wen Qiao is very serious: "I think it is very possible."

Wen Qiao took the photo of her little uncle to find Yu Shu again.

In the Minle Building, Yu Shu was eating roast chicken, and Wen Qiao put the photo in front of her: "Your family does shipping, right?"

With a 'puff', Yu Shu spat out a chicken bone on the table, full of arrogance: "What are you trying to do, girl?"

Wen Qiao smiled slightly, and Yu Shu let out a sigh. Damn, sooner or later, I will be smashed by this scourge.

Wen Qiao pointed to the person in the photo: "I am a very important person. I disappeared when I was 12 years old. I should be 29 years old this year. This is his general appearance. Please help me pay attention. If your family members If you have seen similar people on the way to overseas shipping, please let me know.”

Yu Shu held the photo with two fingers, put his legs on the table, raised his eyebrows: "You look very handsome." Look at Wen Qiao again: "Your eyes are so similar to you, who are you?"

"My uncle."

Yu Shu threw the photo back on the table: "I'll help you, how can you repay me?"

"Please have a hot pot or barbecue."

Yu Shu patted the table: "Am I the one who can buy it with one meal of hot pot? It costs extra, at least two meals."

Wen Qiao: "Deal."

Yu Shu picked up the photo again: "It's been missing for more than ten years. I tell you, it's not easy to find."

Wen Qiao: "Try it."

Lu Youyou and Chun Xiao ran in hand in hand, "Good news."

Lin Xiang was polishing a flute by himself, and he had already started drilling. He looked up at them and glanced at them: "What good news?"

Lu Youyou said excitedly: "The two largest folk music training institutions in Haicheng have received a sharp increase in the proportion of students under the age of ten at the beginning of this year, a year-on-year increase of 12%."

Wen Qiao: "Really?"

"Well, it's true, and I took a look at our school's official website, and many comments mentioned us, saying that the college entrance examination is going to apply to the folk music department, you wait, wait for the autumn college entrance examination season, the momentum of our folk music department will definitely increase stronger than now."

Wen Qiao felt relieved, and finally saw a little hope.

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