Chapter 209
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 209: Canât bear to throw money
Translator: 549690339
There was a hint of pride in Fu Nanliâs tone. âGood at math.â
âAlright, the two math geniuses should hurry up and leave.â
When Wen Qiao returned home, she actually received a message from Wen Jianmin: â if you guys are willing to interact more with me, Iâll hand over the harmonious origin to you.
He Yuan was a factory under Wen Jianmin.
After Wen Qiao received the news, she went to investigate.
She had a thorough understanding of he Yuanâs ERP system, the entire operational process, and the financial system.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Wen Jianmin wasnât kind.
The factory was an empty shell. It looked bright on the outside, but it was on the verge of collapse.
He wanted to create the image of a kind father, but he couldnât bear to spend money.
Wen Qiao lowered her head and smiled. How did she end up with such a father?
Wen Qiao didnât reply. On the other end of the line, Wen Jianmin was a little annoyed and cursed under his breath,âthis wretched girl is indeed insatiable.â
Zhong Hui had a lot of eyes and ears. When she found out that Wen Jianmin was going to give a factory to them, she instantly felt as if the sky was going to fall.
Her Lulu was the child of her and her ex-husband. In this war, she wasnât a bargaining chip. Moreover, Xuanxuan was still young. If they really wanted to fight, he definitely wouldnât be able to win against that girl, Wen Qiao.
Her chances of winning were really too small, and she instantly felt a sense of crisis.
She could be considered a person with long-term vision. Ever since she married into the Wen family, she had slowly brought her younger brother and sister into Wen JianminâS corporation.
Her brother, Zhong hai, was a Senior Manager in the business department, and her sister, Zhong Ying, was a manager in the procurement department.
She thought that if she had no other choice, she had to do something.
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In the end, Fu Nanli didnât bring Wen Qiao to watch the football match in Los Angeles. However, it didnât stop her from finding out from the internet that Fu Nanliâs team, Qiao, had won the Football League Championship. The value of the team had soared, and the financial news estimated that the money the team owner had spent on the team had been earned back within a season.
Wen Qiao was speechless. It was so easy for rich people to make money.
But she was also happy for Fu Nanli. He had a business mind and sharp eyes. Those uncles, elders, and cousins of his in the fu family were no match for him, at least in the business world. The fu familyâs business wouldnât be easily snatched away by others.
Wen Chi was doing his homework. As he did, he cursed, â I donât see Little Mo reading much. Why is he always the first in the level? did he get all the nutrition in his stomach? why is his IQ unbalanced? â
whatâs your ranking? â Wen Qiao knocked his head. whatâs your ranking in this final exam? â
âTop ten.â
Wen Qiao raised her brows. if you can really make it into the top ten, Iâll buy you a new computer with the highest specifications. Iâll also get you a high-end mechanical keyboard and mouse.
âItâs a deal,â Wen Chi pointed at her.
âItâs a deal,â
Su Yun came out of the room with a red packet in her hand. Wen Qiao hurriedly said, â âA red packet for su Lei?â
âYes.â
âSix hundred is enough. The market price is six hundred.â
âIsnât six hundred too little?â Su Yun shot her a glance.
Wen Qiao spat out the melon seed skin and asked,âwhatâs missing?â Weâre just ordinary people, so we wonât act like weâre rich. Just six hundred.â
December 6th was an auspicious day. The wedding banquet of the SU and Yu families was held in the most high-class restaurant in the city.
Wen Qiao and the others alighted from the taxi. Wen Chi had his hands in his pockets.âItâs going to cost a lot of money to serve wine here.â
Oh? â Wen Qiao raised her brows. it seems like they still have some spare money. Buying a house didnât drain them dry.
There was a small table at the entrance of the living room. On the table was a gift book, and there was even a cash counting machine next to it. The guests filed in to pay their gifts.