"Does she have that ability?" Jiang Leng snorted: "Didn't she have her memory wiped out for several years? You know how you survived those years. She lived a carefree life abroad.
I completely forgot about you."
Mo Bei glared at Jiang Leng with a sad look in his eyes: "Don't mention this trouble anymore! I've almost forgotten it if you don't mention it. Now that you mention it, my heart feels so tight."
"Mo Bei." Jiang Leng's expression turned serious and he said, "There is really no other way for me to blackmail the little girl into helping me find someone. She is the only one who is sure that Feng Wu is still alive.
No one knows how much I paid to find Feng Wu. Everyone thought I was crazy, and I thought I was crazy too. The fire destroyed everything, how could she still be alive?"
"But the appearance of the little girl gave me hope again, and I placed all my hopes on her."
"Now that Feng Wu has been found, what else am I dissatisfied with? It would be best if her lost memory could be recovered. It doesn't matter if she can't."
"Feng Wu is so kind. If she thinks about the tragic situation of the fire that devoured her family, she will definitely be very painful."
Jiang Leng's eyes darkened slightly, and a fire of resentment burned deep in his eyes. The fire started a prairie fire, and Jiang Leng's eyes turned red in an instant.
"The Lu family was so kind to others. It's such a pity that they are all gone. Over the years, I have been thinking about avenging the Lu family, but I can't find any clues. If Feng Wu can remember it, she might remember it.
Some clues."
Jiang Leng pulled off his hat, revealing his small curly hair.
"Why do you think I permed my hair like this?"
Mo Bei was almost moved by Jiang Leng's feelings for Feng Wu, but when he suddenly saw Jiang Leng's curly hair, he immediately danced, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc uncontrollably.
Jiang Leng didn't notice Mo Bei snickering. His eyes drifted away, recalling the past.
"Before Feng Wu disappeared, we had a very lively engagement ceremony, which was as lively as today. You should have noticed when you came here that the decoration style here is a bit retro, yes, it is exactly how it was when we got engaged.
Arranged.”
"Including my hair." Jiang Leng shook his head and turned to look at Mo Bei: "Now that you look at me with this curly hair, you must think that I took the wrong medicine, but this hair style was very popular at the time.
Cutting edge.”
Mo Bei understood, "So Mr. Jiang hosted such a high-profile banquet for everyone to recreate the lively scene at that time? Maybe it can stimulate Ms. Lu's memory and remind her of something?"
"Yes, there is another purpose: to let everyone know that Feng Wu is back! The people who harmed the Lu family will definitely be in chaos if they know that Feng Wu is back. I am just waiting for them to fall into the trap.
!”
Mo Bei nodded slowly, "I hope you find the bad guy as soon as possible."
"Come sit here." Jiang Leng tapped the table with his arched index finger: "The past between you and me has been wiped out, and we are not acquainted. To be honest, there are very few people who can make me, Jiang Leng, look at me differently.
But you and the stinky girl caught my eye.
I appreciate your firm love and help each other, and your superhuman wisdom and ability. So I believe that the project you insist on doing must be a good project that makes a lot of money. I really want to cooperate with you, and there will be no past between us.
Some hatred can only be used to create benefits together in the future."
"You really won't cause trouble for An Ran again?" Mo Bei asked again worriedly.
"Nonsense! Did I really feel sorry for her? I couldn't have predicted the flood this time! She was washed away by the flood, and I went to the scene every day to look for her. The blisters on the soles of my feet were all worn out. It's no better than yours.
It’s time to relax.”
Having said this, Mo Bei turned around and walked back. He had to admit that Jiang Leng was right. Apart from him, it was difficult for Mo Bei to attract investors back from He Qiushi.
"Okay, then let's cooperate. An Ran and I will not make Mr. Jiang regret today's decision." Mo Bei said solemnly.
Jiang sneered and said, "I have plenty of money. It's up to you and the smelly girl to figure out what to do with the project."
Other investors will make various demands and ask various questions before giving money. I have never seen such investors. Isn't this just "people are stupid and have too much money"?
Mo Bei was stunned for a moment before saying, "I'll bring the project plan and design drawings over tomorrow."
Jiang Leng's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"
"This is not a small amount of investment. Don't you have to read the plan before making a decision?"
"I don't want to read it." Jiang Leng rolled his eyes, "I can't understand it, it gives me a headache. I'll take care of how much money you want. Don't bother me with anything else! It's all up to you! We'll split the money 50-50 by then.
.”
"..." Mo Bei frowned, "It's better to take a look, right? Since it's an investment, there are bound to be risks. If you don't take a look, how do you know how certain the project you are investing in will succeed?"
Besides, in the current situation, Jiang Leng is going against the current. He is walking in the opposite direction to so many veterans in the shopping mall, so he is not worried that he is going the wrong way?
"If I read the plan, will your probability of success increase?"
"No. The two have nothing to do with each other. Success depends on strength, opportunity, and luck."
"Then I think it has no use! Just go ahead and do it boldly! It doesn't matter if you lose money. After you lose money, you can come to me for it and do other business. Anyway, no matter how difficult it is, you have to invest the money I put in.
Earn it back!"
"Okay." Mo Bei drank a cup of tea, his eyes sparkling, "I suddenly felt that the tea grown by Mr. Jiang is better than the tea in the teahouse outside."
"You brat. What am I saying? How can a businessman be so rigid?" Jiang Lengqi smiled, "It turns out that you don't know how to lift your butt and hold your fart. If you want to, you can also take pictures of your rainbow fart.
Weird."
…
Gu Anran and Lu Fengwu were having a lot of fun in the garden right now.
There was music coming from the front, and Feng Wu, wearing a lake-green cheongsam and holding a fan in her hand, danced along with the music among the flowers. Her movements were light, her figure was soft, and she was as beautiful as a dancing butterfly.
"It's so beautiful." Gu Anran looked at Feng Wu and applauded her.
Feng Wu blushed at the praise and raised her fan to partially cover her face.
"You've got to see the joke, this music sounds so familiar, I couldn't help but dance a few times."
Old songs, old clothes, old hairstyles...
Gu Anran guessed that Jiang Leng's intention of hosting a banquet today was to help Feng Wu regain her memory.
"It seems that this piece of music was also your favorite one. How about it? Looking at this lively scene and Mr. Jiang's unique curly hair, you don't think about what happened in the past?"
"Alas!" Feng Wu shook her head and sighed, "I really can't remember."
Gu Anran held Feng Wu's hand and comforted her softly: "Don't be anxious, don't be stressed, don't think about it if you can't think of it. Anyway, you can feel that Master Jiang is the person closest to you, and he is someone you are very willing to get close to. That's fine.
Okay. You two can be considered lovers and finally get married."