Chapter 329
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Wen Qiao massaged her brows. whatâs worrying is that thereâs no coach, ran ran.
As soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell outside the courtyard rang. Wen Qiao looked up and saw a rather tall man standing at the door. From afar, she didnât recognize him.
She quickly walked to the entrance of the courtyard, opened the door, and sized up the man.
He was in his thirties, wearing a cap, a military green windbreaker, a hiking bag on his back, and hiking shoes on his feet. He had an unkempt beard.
The man smiled at her under the verdant porch.
âMay I know who you are looking for?â
The man walked around her as if he was in his own house. Iâm looking for the boss of af.
Wen Qiao closed the door, turned around, and caught up with the man. âI am. May I ask who you are?â
After entering the house, the man put down his hiking bag and threw it on the ground. Dust flew up, and Lu Youyou waved it in front of her nose.
âDidnât I send you an email? Iâm here to be a coach for SF.â
After he finished speaking, he removed his gloves. They were also covered in dust. Wen Qiao felt that she could sweep off two catties of dust from his body. She didnât even know where it came from.
âIâve received a lot of emails. May I know who you are, Sir?â
The man looked around and walked to the water dispenser. He took a disposable paper cup from the cabinet below, filled it with cold water, and drank it.
Lu Youyou leaned against Wen Qiao and whispered, â âTo treat this place as your own home, this uncle is a little too familiar.â
The man drank three glasses of water in a row before letting out a comfortable sigh. He then found a sofa and sat down lazily.âThe one who doesnât want a salary and provides for food and accommodation.â
Lu Youyouâs eyes widened,âno salary, but food and accommodation? Our Qiao Qiao may be young, but she wants to be the best club. Uncle, if you really donât have anywhere to go, I can sponsor you, but please donât come here and cause trouble, okay?â
Wen Qiao looked at the unkempt uncle without saying a word.
The man scratched his head,âis there anything to eat?â Iâm a little hungry.â
Lu Youyou raised her voice,âare you here to be a coach or a foodie?â Why do you have to eat and drink when you come in?â
âHelp him order takeaway,â Wen Qiao pulled Lu Youyou.
Lu Youyouâs face was full of disbelief.
âWhat do you want to eat?â
âMixed sauce noodles is fine, Iâm not picky.â
Youyou, help him order a bowl of mixed sauce noodles and see if thereâs any fried pork chop.
Lu Youyou was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.
While Lu Youyou was ordering takeaway, Wen Qiao sat opposite the man. âWhatâs your name? And I donât even know how strong you are. I spent a few million to set up the club, so I have to ask.â
âYou can call me brother Dong.â
Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile and asked,âwhich Dong? The winter of Poseidon, the king of the sea?â
The man chuckled,âwhat are you talking about?â What Sea King? What Poseidon? The winter of winter.â
Wen Qiao nodded,âalright, brother Dong. Howâs your strength?â Did he lead the club to win any awards? Our club isnât a small one. I still have a certain goal.â
Brother Dong supported his chin with his hand. he should be quite capable. When you bring the contestants over, Iâll give you a field practice. Wonât you know then? â I donât really remember if Iâll be awarded or not.â
Lu Youyou ran over again. youâre full of big talk. Donât you remember? if you didnât get it, then you didnât get it. Itâs not embarrassing. Donât pretend to be fat.