No matter whether it was the private relationship between the two or the intertwined interests between them, the president hoped that he could recover his memory.
Lu Moqing had no more doubts about this issue and heard Qiaoxu say:
"In a week, Tang Mu will hold a charity banquet at the Presidential Residence. Huang Fu will also be present, and we will be invited by the president to attend the charity banquet. At that time, we will have a legitimate reason to go."
Without thinking, Lu Moqing agreed, "Alright, I'll follow your arrangements."
If Huang Fu could really help him recover his memory, it would be a great thing, after all.
As long as he regained his memory, he would not be too passive in doing anything.
Hearing his reply, Qiaoxu chuckled, "You'll listen to me? Aren't you afraid I'll sell you off?"
"Go ahead and sell me if you want. Anyway, I'm penniless now, and I'm not worth much if you sell me," Lu Moqing sighed.
