The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

?Chapter 222: Painstaking efforts

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Ding hai stammered, ” I just heard from my mom that uncle’s Club is really struggling to make ends meet. They lost the competition two days ago and didn’t make it into the top eight in the regular season. They didn’t even qualify for the spring season. Their only sponsor withdrew their funds, and the club’s hearts weren’t United. It collapsed in an instant. Uncle really had no choice but to close the club down.

Wen Qiaosi agreed with his words. If they continued to lose money like this, they definitely couldn’t keep throwing money in. Throwing money in would be like throwing water into the sea, with no response at all.

Unless the family had strong financial support, it was really difficult for ordinary people to continue.

“Brother Chi, what should we do?” Xia Bo was extremely worried.

Wen Chi ruffled his messy hair in frustration. “I, he ... How did mom know? If uncle Dinghai’s Club doesn’t work out, then we’ll go to another club.”

Xia Bo: ” currently, there are three well-known clubs in Haicheng, and each of them has lol, PUBG, and mobile Legends ‘godly players. Each club is quite saturated, and even if you want to enter as a youth trainee, you have to fight your head off. Brother Chi, it’s too difficult.

Wen Chi’s gaze was firm. my skills aren’t bad. Two days ago, I ran into the Guru Luo Ying from the CG club and I shot him in the head. The bullet comments in his live streaming room all said that I’m an aimless hack and that I’m using hacks when I can’t beat someone. I think they’re just so-so.

Xia Bo nodded. then, Yingluo, let’s try it out.

Wen Qiao said, ” first, prepare for your final exams. During the winter break, go to those three clubs and try them out. Besides, you’re all still young, so you don’t have to be too anxious. During the winter break, you can test the waters first.

After all, the e-sports industry depended on one’s youth. She thought that even if Wen Chi could reach the top, she couldn’t let him fall behind in his studies. Graduating from a bachelor’s degree was the minimum.

“Yes, I know.”

After ding hai and Xia Bo left, Wen Chi started to focus on his studies again, and his emotions were not greatly affected.

Wen Qiao was relieved. She also started to think about what she should do if those three clubs were really blind and didn’t want her Xiao Chi.

She had a lot of money on hand. After Shang fan’s first song became popular, brother Hao immediately increased her value. The next two songs were worth 600000 Yuan each, and there was also the copyright fee.

In this way, her copyright fee for a quarter could reach 500000 Yuan.

She knew that setting up a club would cost a lot of money, but for the sake of Wen Chi’s dream, she was willing to spend any amount of money.

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Quite a few people had seen Fu Nanli take her away from the YuanNan residence with a dark expression that day, and this matter had thus reached he Qian’s ears.

She gave Fu Nanli’s crew member, Wang Shan, a call to check on what had happened that day.

Wang Shan quickly replied,’that day, the captain seemed to be in a meeting with little CEO Ji and the others. He left the company in a hurry halfway through the journey and only returned after a while.’

An idea suddenly struck he qianche. So, Fu Nanli didn’t like Wen Qiao meeting his mother and that old Madam of the ye family. So, could it be understood that Fu Nanli didn’t intend to take it seriously?

A glimmer of hope suddenly rose in her heart.

If Wen Qiao didn’t listen to Fu Nanli and continued to appear in front of his family, he would definitely be angry, right?

He Qian had already walked into a dead end, deluding herself and telling herself that ‘as long as Wen Qiao leaves Fu Nanli’s side, the seat beside him will definitely be mine’.

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There was another knock on the door, and a man with white hair, wearing a coat, walked in. He was holding a beautifully wrapped big box in his hand.

Wen Qiao raised her brows and looked at the man standing at the door. “Who are you looking for?”

“Is it miss Wen Qiao?”

“I am.”

Mr. Fu asked me to bring you your gown. He’s hosting a banquet at Xiaotang mountain tonight and he’s inviting you.

“Why didn’t he tell me?” Wen Qiao asked, a little surprised.