Chapter 712
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Did this wretched girl have mind-reading skills? Wu Zhe was drenched in cold sweat.
Wen Qiao slowly sipped her hand-ground coffee and shot him a glance. âAre you seriously injured?â
Wu Zhe carefully replied, â Yingluo is fine. Itâs my fault. I shouldnât have been impolite to young CEO Wen.
It really had to be said that Wu Zheâs emotions were inexplicably a little complicated when he heard this.
âIf youâre still injured, Iâll get a doctor to take a look at you.â
itâs alright, itâs alright. Thank you for your concern, President Wen.
âIs it because Iâm young, so youâre unhappy with me?â Wen Qiao asked.
His tone was calm and composed, and his inner emotions could not be heard. He was completely different from the 20-year-old university students that Wu Zhe had come into contact with before, and there was a faint hint of panic in his voice.
you must be joking, CEO Wen. Youâre the major shareholder and youâve injected funds into our company at its most critical time. How can I be dissatisfied with you? â
Wen Qiao put down the cup of coffee in her hand. thatâs enough. Itâs useful for you to say these Royal words to others, but itâs useless to say them to me.
Wu Zhe:
if you have any problems in the future, just be straightforward and donât use roundabout tactics. Do you understand? â
âI understand, Zhenzhen.â
Wu Zhe suddenly came back to his senses. Why was he suddenly so obedient? This little girl seemed to have an inexplicable aura that made people listen to her.
âI will lead fenlin up step by step from the bottom. If we can develop a special medicine this time, it will be a good thing for the country and the people. The country will stand on our side, and in the future, it will be easier for us to get funding for medical research than other companies.â
âYouâre not playing around?â Wu Zhe asked.
Holding a golden spoon, Wen Qiao gently stirred the coffee. âDo I look like a childâs play to you?â
Wu Zhe thought to himself,âperhaps she has the fu clanâs gold mine behind her. Her ability to throw money out should be better than any other rich second generation.â
Moreover, there were so many state-owned pharmaceutical companies and multinational pharmaceutical companies in the M Nation developing special drugs. How could his familyâs small factory compete with other companies to develop it?
Little girl, wake up. Even in your dreams, you have to know when to stop!
Wen Qiao loosened her grip and the small spoon fell into the coffee cup, creating ripples. within a year, I will double the profits of fenlin.
This was what Emperor Wen Qiao had said.
After that, she left. Wu Zhe rolled his eyes and muttered, â naive.
December 20th, June sent Wen Qiao a message. weâve successfully developed a special medicine. Contact the people from Haichengâs health Organization.
Wen Qiao, June, and he yang brought the special medicine that their laboratory had developed to the health Organization in Haicheng.
Then they were stopped outside. Wen Qiao indicated that they were from fenlin.
âWhere?â the security guard rubbed his ears.
âFinlin.â Wen Qiao smiled.
âIâm sorry, Iâve never heard of this pharmaceutical factory,â
He Zhan clenched his fists and said, it doesnât have to be developed by a big pharmaceutical factory.
The security guard waved his hand. go, go, go. Recently, many pharmaceutical factories have said that they have developed a special medicine. They are just trying to cheat the state for subsidies. Go back to where you came from. The leaders of the health department donât have United States time to receive you.
âIâll take this call,â June said to Wen Qiao in a low voice.
Wen Qiao watched as June walked to a camphor tree to make a call. Not long after she hung up, she saw five to six Men in Black suits running out of the white building of the World Health Organization. They had the red Badge of the World Health Organization pinned on their chests.
The leader jogged over, and the others didnât dare to neglect him.