Chapter 887
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Oh? â Wen Qiao raised her brows lazily. no hope.
She didnât race the horse to please the old master, but to get her ranking on the wealth ranking.
âLet me see how much money Iâve won today,â
Fu Nanli took a look at his phone. The news was already out.âThe dark horse has made a comeback and won the horse race. A 200 million stake and a bonus of 10 millionâ.
He waved the phone in front of Wen Qiaoâs eyes. â210 million.â
Wen Qiao did some mental calculations and said,âthen my ranking on the nationâs Rich List has moved up byâ.
Fu Nanli kindly reminded him, â youâve advanced by 50000. Now, youâve entered the 100-million-dollar Club. There are 50000 billionaires in the country. Youâre probably ranked in the 40000S.
Wen Qiao facepalmed,âthere are so many rich people.â
one threshold will filter out a lot of people. When you enter the billion club, there will only be 2000 people left, and 10 billion will only have 200 people.
âThen Iâll continue to work hard,â Wen Qiao said indifferently.
Fu Nanli lowered his head and kissed the top of her head.âIn time, youâll definitely be able to enter the top 100 Clubs.â
âHow about you?â
what? â Fu Nanli raised his brows slightly. I what? â
âWhatâs your position in the queue?â
Fu Nanli chuckled,âdidnât you pay attention to the rich list? The fu family is the richest family.â
Wen Qiao knew that the fu family was rich, but she didnât know that they were this rich.
âWhat about the Lu family?â
Fu Nanli: â there are only a few richest families. If itâs not the Lu family, then itâs the fu family. Other than that, the song family and the he family in Haicheng are frequent visitors to the richest families. No one can always be the top of the list. Itâs very normal for things to go up and down in business.
âAre there any conflicts between your families?â
of course. Do you think Lu Wenzhou and I donât like each other? â
âI understand,â Wen Qiao replied.
âAre there any more matches after this?â
Wen Qiao: â yes, there will be more in United Kingdom in the second half of the year. But I feel that this time, the God of War has made a name for himself. There wonât be such high odds in the future, so I wonât be able to win much.
Fu Nanli: â mm, take it slow. Those tycoons from the ten billion club are all in their forties or fifties. Theyâre all middle-aged.
yes, â Wen Qiao nodded. theyâre all middle-aged.
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Fu Nanli.
Young master Fuâs heart skipped a beat. In Wen Qiaoâs eyes, he was the same as those people in their forties or fifties. They all had a general name-middle-aged man.
âIâm considered a middle-aged man?â
He didnât want to give up, so he asked.
The answer he got was, â are you not considered a middle-aged man? â
Qin bei was the driver, and song an was the co-driver.
The two of them couldnât help but smile. Young master was asking to be humiliated. Why did he have to ask such a question?
The veins on Fu Nanliâs forehead bulged slightly.
isnât thirty years old considered a middle-aged man? â
She asked hesitantly and tentatively, afraid that her words would be inappropriate and poke his sensitive nerves again.
Fu Nanli massaged his temples. of course not. Between the ages of 15 to 34, theyâre all considered young. I can also celebrate youthâs Day.
âUnderstood,â Wen Qiao replied.
Age was indeed a bottom line that he could not touch.
The two of them checked into a hotel for the night. Fu Nanli called uncle li and asked, â âHowâs the old masterâs mood?â
Uncle li stood in the courtyard and said in a low voice, â âWhat do you think, young master?â
âYouâve been angry?â
not really. Heâs drinking Kung Fu Tea. Heâs expressionless and doesnât talk much. I donât know what heâs thinking.
âYou didnât do anything else?â