Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 301 Eyes are like you

"Don't, don't say he is my brother, I can't afford it, you can just say the name, just say Su Lei."

Su Yun helplessly: "Well, well, I want to invite them. This is how the human relationship is."

Wen Qiao curled his lips: "I don't care. I'm afraid that Su Ying will be uncomfortable again. I can't help but scold her."

"Just don't be familiar with her."

Su Yun wrote some names and sighed softly. Wen Qiao saw that she wrote "Su Ce" in her pen.

"Is it my uncle?"

Su Yun nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Qiao processed the photo and roughly calculated his adult appearance, and compared it on major AI facial recognition websites.

But there are so many surveillance cameras around the world, even if it is for investigation, it cannot be completed overnight.

So so far, she has no clue.

She shook her mother's hand: "No news is good news. We have to believe that he is alive and well in the world, where we can't see it."

Su Yun's voice was a little choked: "Is it really like this?"

Wen Qiao deliberately said cheerfully: "Mom, you think, my uncle has such a high IQ, where can't he be like a fish? Maybe he is a super boss now, so don't worry about him."

Su Yun wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes: "Really?"

Wen Qiao was very serious: "I think it is very possible."

Wen Qiao took the photo of her uncle and went to find Yu Shu.

In the Minle Building, Yu Shu was eating roast chicken. Wen Qiao put the photo in front of her: "Your family does shipping right?"

Yu Shu let out a ‘poof’, and vomited a chicken bone on the table, full of scorn: "Sister, what do you want to do?"

Wen Qiao smiled slightly, and Yu Shu exhaled. Damn, one day I will be bent by this scourge.

Wen Qiao pointed to the person in the photo: "I am a very important person who disappeared when he was 12 years old. He should be 29 years old this year. This is his rough appearance. Please help me pay attention. If your family I have met similar people on the way to overseas shipping, tell me."

Yu Shu pinched the photo with two fingers, put his legs on the table, raised his eyebrows: "He looks very handsome." Look at Wen Qiao again: "Your eyes are really like you, who are you?"

"My uncle."

Yu Shu threw the photo back on the table: "If I help you, how can you repay me?"

"Please have a hot pot or barbecue."

Yu Shu patted the table: "Am I someone who can buy it with one hot pot? This will have to add money, at least two meals."

Wen Qiao: "Deal."

Yu Shu picked up the photo again: "I have been missing for more than ten years. I tell you, it's not easy to find."

Wen Qiao: "Try it."

Lu Youyou and Chun Xiao ran in arm in arm, "Good news."

Lin Xiang polished a flute by himself, and had already begun to drill, and glanced up at them: "What good news?"

Lu Youyou excitedly said: "The proportion of students under the age of ten received by the two largest folk music training institutions in Haicheng at the beginning of this year has increased sharply, a year-on-year increase of 12%."

Wen Qiao: "Really?"

"Well, it's true, and I checked our school's official microblog. Many comments mentioned us, saying that the college entrance examination must be applied to the folk music department. You wait, waiting for the autumn college entrance examination season. Better than it is now."

Wen Qiao felt relieved and finally saw a little hope.

After the ten chapters, I ask for a monthly pass, and strive for the first one hundred.

In addition, thank you very much for your support and will continue to work hard!

(End of this chapter)