Chapter 881
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
âIsnât it a bit of a waste for you to be a staff member at the consultation office?â
After all, he was someone who scored full marks on all subjects.
Su CE: â they are willing to pay more than 10000 a month to the front desk. I donât think it matters.
Su Yun sighed softly. then weâll do it for three months. We wonât suffer this grievance.
That night, su CE made a phone call, â âDid the company recruit a new girl named Su Ying?â
âMy Dear Boss, Iâm your professional manager, not a small employee of the Human Resources Department. The fact that you just hired a small employee is not something that I, as the General Manager, should be concerned about.â
then check it out. Iâll give you three minutes.
A series of beeping sounds came from the other side, and within three minutes, the phone called again.âHe was just recruited yesterday in the engineering department, eh? Your surname is su, and so is she. Are they your relatives? Do you need me to take special care of you?â
no need, â su CE said indifferently. just treat him normally.
âBoss, then why did you call me in the middle of the night?â
âI was just asking.â
May was approaching. The early summer in Haicheng was full of trees and the climate was suitable. Wen Qiao went to the countryside. Song Yu was very good at horsemanship. Wen Qiao looked up the historical results of the Macau equestrian competitions in the past years and calculated the time for Song Yu. She felt that she had a high chance of winning the championship.
âQiao Qiao, your choice of horse is still the best. The God of War is truly amazing. It seems to have a mind of its own.â
Wen Qiao patted the God of Warâs head. I hope you donât have stage fright when youâre on Omarâs field.
The God of War was even more obedient in Wen Qiaoâs hands than in Song Yuâs.
As expected, it seemed to have a human mind and knew who its master was.
it will be air-flown to Macau in two days. Go a few days in advance to let him adapt to the local climate and environment, so that he wonât be acclimatized by the time.
âOkay, Iâll make the arrangements.â
At night, Wen Qiao was flipping through an equestrian magazine at Fu Nanliâs residence. She mentioned to him, â âIâm going to Macau next week.â
âFor what?â
didnât I buy a horse at the closed horse farm before? I said I was going to send it to a race. There is a horse race in Macau next week, and I have already signed up.
Only then did Fu Nanli recall that there was indeed such a thing. âDid I tell you?â
âWhat?â
âThe old manâs first hobby is golf, and his second is horse racing.â
Wen Qiao: â ran ran, you really didnât say that. Donât tell me Iâm going to meet him on the field again? â
itâs possible. the corners of Fu Nanliâs lips curled up into a smile. thatâs very possible.
âHeâs probably going to think that Iâm participating in this sport to please him again,â Wen Qiao said with a slight headache.
âWho cares what he thinks? Iâll fly to Macau with you next week.â
As such, when Fu huaiyong was flying to Macau on the fu familyâs private jet, his grandson and Wen Qiao were flying to Macau on a Civil Aviation plane.
Before the plane took off, Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli were sitting in the business class seats when they saw the small door to the cockpit open. The captain and co-captain, who were dressed in the captainâs uniform, walked up to Fu Nanli and greeted him.
He was the star Captain of Dongchuan airlines. It was an honor to be on their plane.
The two captains in their forties even took out their phones and asked the purser to take a picture for them.
After the flight attendants finished taking photos, the chief Steward and a few flight attendants also wanted to ask for a photo.
Fu Nanli had been feeling a little impatient. Why were they so unprofessional?