I have lost my memory.
When I woke up next to a garbage dump in Mexico City, I accidentally rescued a young man from Hong Kong who had been deceived.
He insisted on repaying the favor by taking me back to Hong Kong and stuffing me into his hotel as the president.
Fine. Except there is always someone knocking on my door in the middle of the night——
"Mr. Cheng, the guests in the penthouse suite said the mattress was not soft enough."
"Mr. Cheng, the customer in the presidential suite asked if he could order takeout."
"Mr. Cheng..." The new intern blushed, "A gentleman asked you if you are free tonight."
Me: "... Let him go."
The intern shook his head: "He, he is the Rong family member..."
Oh. The legendary CEO of the Rong family who petted a canary to heaven.
Concept: True love does not need memory to prove it