Faced with his father's invitation, Bo Ye did not refuse, but said, "How about tomorrow night, some things need to be sorted out. I still live in Jiang Ling's house..."

"A Jiang, thank you really..." Hearing this, Bo Liang went over and held Jiang Ling's hand again, "Uncle doesn't know what to say to thank you, really..."

"Uncle, don't thank me, I lied to you at the beginning." Jiang Ling glanced at Bo Ye, "I'm afraid that the experiment will fail by then and I will have no shame to go back to see you. Fortunately, Lao Ye's situation is a little stable now, so I asked him to agree to return to China."

Bo Liang was even more swallowed and couldn't speak. Seeing Bo Ye standing in front of him, he always felt that his luck in this life had been exhausted.

"Yes, it's okay... it's good that you're back." Bo Liang reached out and touched Bo Ye's face, "Your mother and I finally have hope for the rest of our lives."

"Dad." Bo Ye smiled helplessly, "Sorry, I lost my memory before, and I have made you wait for so long."

Even though he lost his memory, Bo Ye was not embarrassed when he shouted the title "Dad" from his mouth.

Because his body and habits still remember his family for him.

So...what about Tang poetry?

Bo Ye looked up and looked at Tang Shi who was looking to the side.

Tang Shi also noticed that Bo Ye was looking at her, and just smiled indifferently. After saying parting that night, she didn't say anything else. Now when she met, she just came to hand over what she was in hand.

Tang Shi handed a printed document to Bo Ye, "I have prepared all the things in the company, and the resignation procedures for myself have been completed. All of this will be back to your hands."

Bo was originally developed in Bo Ye's hands. When Bo Ye became famous at a young age, he was just one of his many admirers. Now that he has nothing to nostalgic for all this to him.

Bo Ye stared at the stack of not-so-thin documents handed over by Tang Shi, which were probably full of transfers of company affairs and various future itineraries. Tang Shi made careful notes one by one, noted all the details, and then sorted them out together and printed them out.

It took him a long time to take him. Tang Shi felt relieved when he saw him take it. Then he curled his lips and smiled, as if he was relieved and relieved. "Congratulations to you one last time, welcome back, Bo Ye."

Bo Ye looked at the summary of the report above and found it very magical. As soon as those things entered his mind, he instinctively knew how to arrange the next one and how to prepare for the subsequent meeting. It turned out that this was everything the brain remembered subtly for him. Even if all the memories were lost, habits would still make him react in the past.

This... is his former position, the former he was - the cruel, ruthless, but clever and neat president of the Bo family.

Tang Shi took out another resignation report on his way and changed his name to another name, "Young Master Bo, this is my resignation letter. Tang Shi is not talented. When you left Bo, you took over everything about Bo. Now you have handed it back to you and resigned on your own. Please check and check it out."

When these words came to the ground, the people present could actually hear a tragic feeling.

A kind of heroic spirit that the ancients said, "received the emperor on the golden platform and carried the jade dragon to die for the emperor" was like a heroic spirit that was full of energy and could not regret even if they died nine times.
Chapter completed!