Whether it is the personal relationship between the two or the mutual interests between the two, the president hopes that he can recover his memory.

Lu Moqing didn't have any doubts about this question, and listened to Qiao Xu again:

"A week later, Tang Mu will hold a charity dinner at the presidential palace, and Huang Fu will also be present at that time, and we will also be invited by the president to attend the charity dinner.

Lu Moqing agreed without thinking about it, "Okay, it's all up to you." ”

If Huang Fu can really let him recover his memory, it will naturally be a great thing.

As long as he regains his memory, he won't seem too passive in doing anything.

Qiao Xu heard him answer like this, and chuckled, "Listen to my arrangement?" Aren't you afraid I'll sell you? ”

"If you want to sell it, sell it, anyway, I'm penniless now, and it's not worth it if you sell me."

Lu Moqing sighed.

"Yo Yo Yo! Still wronged? Do you want me to return all the property in my name to you? ”

"Don't!"

Lu Moqing refused, "When a man is rich, he becomes bad, and it's good that I'm poor now." ”

Qiao Xu looked at his serious rhetoric and laughed.

The originally suppressed mood suddenly improved a little.

Boston, USA.

This is an independent Chinese-style villa, and the architectural style and decoration style are all built with pure Chinese aesthetics.

This villa belongs to Rong Ying, after she came to the United States to settle down, Lu Moqing specially asked people to build this house for her.

In the huge Chinese living room, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, and the white smoke blurs the faces of the two people sitting in front of the coffee table.

"I don't understand, you let Lu Moqing go of the two chances, what do you think?"

The first to speak was a man, his voice sounding a little old.

The woman sitting in front of him was Rong Ying.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the man opposite, with obvious disdain on her face, and said:

"It's nothing, after all, he was brought up by me as a son, how could I bear to send him to death."

Rong Ying said this half-truth, but the man opposite didn't believe what she said.

After listening to her, he sneered:

"In that case, what are you doing erasing his memory?"

Rong Ying paused to drink tea, then glanced at him again, and said:

"Don't you want Tang Mu to continue to sit in the presidency? Lu Moqing has no memory, he can only listen to me for everything, as for Su Rou's idiot, he can use it if he can, and he will kick it if he doesn't use it, and it has no effect. ”

She put down the teacup in her hand and said:

"Wouldn't it be better to let Lu Moqing use it for you than to let him die? The huge Lu clan is all your treasury when you take it out, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with? ”

When the man heard this, his tone softened a little.

He glanced at Rong Ying and said:

"But Lu Moqing is not an ordinary person in the end, although he has no memory, he still makes people feel unsteady."

Speaking of this, he paused, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"Do you really think that Lu Moqing has no memory and can be at your mercy?"

When Rong Ying heard his words, she couldn't help but wrinkle her eyebrows, and her face sank.

"What? Do you have any doubts about my hypnotic abilities? ”

"Not really."

The man smiled, his veil a little flattering, "Who would doubt your ability." ”

He saw that Rong Ying's face eased a little, so he said again:

"But after losing his memory, Lu Moqing is not a fool, how can you be sure that Lu Moqing is at your mercy?"