Chapter 1340
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
The fourth person
âWhatâs the matter?â Wen Qiao asked.
Fu Nanli took her hand and quickly walked out of the cemetery. After getting into the car, he instructed old Hu to drive down the mountain along the road in the cemetery.
âWhatâs wrong with you? Whoâs the person who came to sweep the grave?â
âI suspect itâs my father,â Fu Nanli said in a hoarse voice.
Old Hu was shocked. Why did young master suddenly say such nonsense? was he still sleeping?
The car drove along the mountain road and drove to the foot of the mountain, but they didnât see anyone. This was the fu familyâs territory. If outsiders wanted to drive in, there would be guards at the foot of the mountain.
He hurried back to the mansion and called the security guard to check the surveillance footage. There were no cars going up the mountain today, which meant that he had walked to the cemetery from another small entrance.
There were dozens of surveillance cameras on the mountain. The security checked, but none of them captured his figure. This meant that this person was very familiar with the distribution of surveillance cameras around the shallow lake.
His father was introverted and sensitive, and Ping Sheng did not have many friends. If it was really his friend who came to visit the tomb, he could have come in from the main gate at the foot of the mountain. There was no need to be so sneaky.
Perhaps he was hiding somewhere and watching them when they were sweeping the tomb.
it might really be him. When we went to Southeast Asia, I saw someone who looked like him.
Wen Qiao knew about this. but if itâs him, why didnât he appear? â Heâs never contacted you. Has he recovered from his depression? If he didnât, how could he have lived for so many years? if he did, he shouldnât be overly sensitive.â
Even Fu Nanliâs aura revealed a hint of helplessness. âIâm worried that if heâs still alive, he wonât have a good time outside.â
Wen Qiao was touched by his emotions. Thatâs right, his father was the young master of a rich family and always had people serving him. He was also in the arts and didnât have any other skills to make a living other than playing the violin. If he were really alive, she didnât know what kind of life he was leading.
if heâs still alive, heâll definitely be doing well. Donât worry, weâll look for him together.
Wen Qiao could only comfort him in this way.
At the he residence, Teresa put down the phone and said to the person smoking a cigar, â âSir, Fu xianyuan sneaked out again today.â
âIs that so?â
yes, itâs considered an irregular awakening. Back then, The CW-1 drug wasnât too mature, but after Sirâs improvements, the current CW-7 is very mature. I want to know, this drug can make people forget their true nature, and you want Wen Qiao to be your successor, why didnât you directly inject her with this drug? â
He xihuaiâs eyes darkened. Wen Qiaoâs heart is too firm. No medicine will work on that kind of person. I want her to be willing to be my heir. I want her to become someone like me. The smarter and more rational a person is, the more easily theyâll be attracted to their own kind. I feel that she and I are extremely similar in some aspects. What do you think? â
Teresa quickly said yes.
He xihuai chuckled in a low voice.
Regarding his fatherâs matter, Fu Nanli had mobilized more people to search for him. Since there was no solution at the moment, he could only continue with his normal life.
Wen Qiao began to prepare to get in touch with the fourth person. So far, the first three people had been successful, so she should be able to successfully collect the blood needed before the deadline.
While she was looking at the information of the four people, su CE entered her room, â the college student you recruited in the past. He entered fenlin pharmaceutical.
âYes, whatâs wrong?â
you have good taste. His research has made great progress recently in the research of hematopoietic stem cells. After the blood transfusion, he can have a bone marrow transplant. At least he wonât have to ask someone to donate his bone marrow to you.
Blood donation was still possible, but bone marrow was too difficult. It would be even better if he yang could figure it out.
Wen Qiao hadnât been to fenlin pharmaceuticals for a while. She had hired a professional to manage it and was happy to be the hands-off manager. She didnât expect that the college student she had casually recruited back then would become the key factor in solving her problem.
Wen Qiao took out her notebook and pointed at the information on it. âThe fourth part of the journey is about to begin.â