The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Chapter 365: Rich Second Generation

Back at the apartment, it was almost twelve o'clock. Not long after An Chen entered the house, he received a call from Fang Yan.

"Xiaochenchen, do you miss me, hahaha, you are back to BJ, I have a flight later, let's have dinner together tomorrow!"

"How do you know I know how to BJ?" An Chen was confused.

"Hot search, haven't you seen it? The Second Generation of Little Rich."

"What? Brother Jixuan! Look at the trending search!" An Chen somehow got involved with the trending search, so he took the phone away and started calling Ji Xuan.

"Xiao Chenchen, I'm going to board the plane, see you tomorrow." Fang Yan hung up the phone directly, An Chen looked helpless, he hadn't agreed yet, hum.

After hanging up the phone, An Chen noticed that the message that had been ignored was from Lin Han fifteen minutes ago.

"Chen'er, have you returned to BJ?"

How do you know that you have returned to BJ? An Chen was dumbfounded again and didn't tell them. Then An Chen thought of the hot search that Fang Yan mentioned.

"Chenchen, our airport was secretly photographed." Ji Xuan walked over with her mobile phone.

"Rich second generation?"

"How do you know, you read it." Ji Xuan asked.

"Lin Han probably knows what Fang Yan said." An Chen spread his hands.

"Ji Feng should know about it too." Ji Xuan's phone screen lit up.

"What's wrong?" Ling Han went back to his room to deliver things, and just as he went downstairs, he heard the conversation between An Chen and Ji Xuan.

"Chenchen, Ji Feng said he was at BJ, and asked if he wanted to have dinner together tomorrow." Ji Xuan asked An Chen.

"Let's make an appointment, let's make an appointment, there is no shortage of this one." An Chen said to Ji Xuan, Ji Xuan didn't understand why he said there was no shortage of this one, but he still answered Ji Feng first.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Ji Xuan hung up the phone. "Monsoon said to call you and the line is busy."

"I was secretly photographed and they all wanted to ask me out for dinner. Hmph, if you stay up so late, you will be bald." An Chen muttered softly, then remembered Lin Han's message that he hadn't replied yet.

"I'm back, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, come to my apartment and have dinner together." Anyway, the two of them came, and Lin Han was the same, so they made appointments.

"What's going on, what are you two doing, can someone tell me, it's hard to be in suspense." Ling Han realized that the two of them ignored him, and started to protest.

"Ah, it's nothing. It's just that when we came back from the airport, we were secretly photographed. Someone picked up the price of the car and said that Chenchen is the second generation of rich people." Ji Xuan explained briefly.

"Oh, I thought something serious happened again. You are already rich. You don't need the second generation, but the first generation is also rich."

"Isn't there a lot of work recently? The marketing account is busy, and I'm about to write a series." An Chen read a few, it was really ridiculous.

"Hahahaha, this is so wonderfully written, I'm going to believe it, but An Xiaochen is a bit busy, so I have arranged all the backgrounds for An Xiaochen." Ling Han was also watching the news.

Ji Xuan was also helpless, the two of them were reading a story on the sofa, didn't this melon belong to their own family, why did it taste so delicious.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yanxing came out after changing clothes and saw such a scene. Ling Han sat on the sofa and stared at the phone laughing. An Chen moved away a little bit in disgust. Ji Xuan looked at them both helplessly. .

"You're here, Fu Yanxing, is this the price for the car you drove just now?" An Chen curiously moved over with his phone.

Fu Yanxing glanced at it, then shook his head, "The car we drove back just now is not this model, the price is almost doubled, I don't remember much."

"Business is not good." An Chen complained about the marketing account, and even picked the wrong car.

When age becomes a shackle, you have to boldly throw away the labels about age and identity imposed by anyone, because the timetable of life is up to you.