After the fraudulent death, the six sons brutally abused the boss

Chapter 24 Plan A, Restoring Memory

The six babies found that today Shi Wanyan eats very little and is absent-minded.

She doesn't like green peppers the most on weekdays, but today she stuffed several mouthfuls of green peppers in a row, but she didn't notice it at all.

It seems that something really happened.

The babies took her actions into their eyes.

They looked at each other and decided to send Dabao Shichen as the team representative.

"Mummy?"

The milky voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Ok?"

"If Mommy is unhappy at work, she can change to another house. Erbao will call later to let you know."

"No need, I think it's all good, it's just..."

Shi Wan hesitated to speak.

The babies looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"I met your daddy."

Oh, that's what happened.

"Then did he recognize you?" Dabao Shichen asked calmly.

Shi Wanyan shook his head and told about the cooperation between Yunsheng and Feng's.

"We haven't met formally yet, but he may have spotted me long ago."

No one in the company knew Shi Wanyan's identity, so no matter what, it was impossible to recommend her to take charge of such an important project.

But Shi Wanyan couldn't understand no matter how she thought about it.

Before that, she had never met Feng Jingcheng at all, so how could she be selected by hand for no reason?
Er Bao nodded in agreement.

"Well, there is indeed a possibility."

In fact, he was also a little surprised.

Originally, there was a plan to arrange for Yun Sheng and Feng Shi to cooperate, and take this opportunity to try to match Mommy and Daddy.

It's just that he didn't have a good impression of Daddy during that trial plan, so he postponed the plan.

Unexpectedly, Daddy actually took the initiative to attack.

"I think that's fine."

Dabao Shichen lowered his eyes, took two mouthfuls of rice and continued: "The one who should come will always come, anyway, it will be a matter of time before we meet."

"It's true to say so, but I don't have the courage to meet him."

"why?"

"I can't put it into words, it feels like it takes a lot of courage to meet him, and I always feel tight in my chest every time."

Dabao Shichen exchanged glances with the other younger brothers before saying.

"If Mommy doesn't want to stay any longer, we can go back to France immediately."

"Don't, don't, I can't stand piles of tedious work."

When she thought of going back to France and facing the need to take over the family business, she felt a dull pain in her head.

In comparison, facing Feng Jingcheng doesn't seem so scary.

"Forget it, I don't remember anything anyway, and if we meet next time, I have nothing to be afraid of."

"Mommy, what would you say if he asked us in person?"

"If you kill him, you won't admit that you are his son." Shi Wanyan said arrogantly, "My son was born and raised by me, so why let him admit it and enjoy the blessings for no reason?"

Er Bao silently corrected: "Obviously the six sons support you."

"Well, it's all the same."

She will not admit her selfishness.

The money earned by the sons is her money, and it must not be taken advantage of by others, including the children's father.

"But then again, babies, do you want to meet him?"

The children shook their heads collectively without hesitation.

This reaction was beyond Shi Wanyan's expectation.

"It seems that he is not very pleasing..."

In this case, she can rest assured, hey.

……

Dabao Shichen has developed incense for mommy, which is made of many century-old precious medicinal materials, which can help relieve mommy's headaches.

After lighting the incense, Shi Wanyan really fell asleep very quickly.

Afterwards, Dabao quietly left the master bedroom, and took his younger brothers to the study for the one hundred and ninth meeting.

"I met Daddy downstairs today."

At the beginning, Sibao Shiqi told what happened in the evening.

"I guess Daddy will find out our identities soon."

Everyone fell into a brief silence.

They were not afraid of being discovered, but more worried about Mommy.

"Have you found out what happened to Mommy five years ago?" Dabao Shichen asked suddenly.

Er Bao came prepared and showed everyone the printed materials.

"Daddy and Mommy got married six years ago. At that time, Daddy married Mommy for the sake of the company. It had nothing to do with love. Later, Mommy was caught in a fire, and we all know what happened afterwards."

"Did you find out about the fire?"

"Yes, the clues were deliberately erased."

The crowd was silent.

There will be information that Erbao can't find out.

"The truth that my uncle and grandpa couldn't find out back then, it is obvious that someone deliberately concealed it, and the identity of the other party is not simple."

Dabao pondered: "If this is the case, it will be very unfavorable for Mommy's recovery."

"Then we have to start Plan A to help Mommy recover her memory."

"I agree."

"Yes."

"Yes."

……

After the meeting, Dabao Shichen returned to his bedroom, opened his notebook, and entered a web page that he hadn't browsed for a long time.

The website on the dark gray page reads "Global Medical Resource Exchange Platform", which looks very mysterious.

Enter the password, log in to the account that has not been online for about half a year, and a bunch of messages popped up in the private mailbox.

He squeezed the space between his brows, glanced casually, and finally his eyes stayed on a good friend who left a message of 99++ - a mediocre person.

Open the private message, the content is nothing more than a series of copy and paste questions.

[Boss, when are you going online? 】

[Boss, if you don’t go online to help me, I’m going to die. 】

[I miss the boss on the Nth day. 】

Can one person chat like a group?
Also too chatty.

Shi Chen was about to reply to the other party, but the other party had already sent a message first.

Mediocre: [Boss!You are finally online! ! ! ! 】

Excited exclamation points fill the entire screen.

He calmly replied with an "um".

Then the other party hurriedly threw a compressed file.

Fushen: [? ? 】

The mediocre: [I'm afraid that if you go offline too soon, I won't have time to ask for help.There is my contact information in the compressed file, just send me a WeChat after you think about the prescription. 】

Shi Chen pouted.

This person is really thick-skinned, and he is so confident in asking others for help.

Fuchen: [You can help me, in exchange, you help me find someone. 】

Mediocre: [I'm the best at finding people!There is no one in this world that I can't find! 】

Fuchen: [Brainwashing expert, Yan Shitian. 】

The person on the other end of the computer was silent for a few seconds.

The mediocre sent a reply weakly: [Boss, I was wrong, I don’t brag, don’t make things difficult for me like this. 】

Yan Shitian, a well-known figure in the medical field, is a hypnotist, but he is best at brainwashing.

The exchange platform they are using now is an international shared resource center and exchange area, and it is basically effortless to find anyone in the industry.

However, Yan Shitian was an exception.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to appear, basically no one would know his whereabouts.

Fuchen: [I'm serious.Find someone, and I'll help you improve the prescription. 】

Mediocre: [Boss, you really think highly of me. 】

Fuchen: [You can even find me, what is No.3? 】

The most mainstream resource exchange on the website forum is to issue tasks, most of which come from medical institutions, allowing the world's elites to claim and execute them and provide them with research assistance.

After completing the task, the user can get the corresponding reward and contribution value.

Shi Chen's contribution value ranks No.1, while Yan Shitian is third.

At this point in the chat, the yellow-haired boy on the other end of the computer collapsed and slammed his head on the keyboard, sending out a series of gibberish characters.

After a while, I saw him calm down.

Mediocre: 【Okay, I'll try my best to find it. 】

Only then did Shi Chen send his WeChat ID in satisfaction.

Fuchen: [When you find someone, I'll give you a prescription, offline, bye. 】

Mediocre: […]

Come and go quickly, as expected of the boss.

(End of this chapter)