The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang. An Chen took out the phone with the other hand that was not inserted into the needle. It was Fu Yanxing.

"What's wrong? I saw the news, are you okay?"

"What's the news? I'm fine. What's wrong?"

"Then what's going on with the blood on your face in the photo? Don't lie to me, and don't fool me."

"It was scratched by the branches, it's really okay."

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts." An Chen replied pitifully. He was not aggrieved at first, but for some reason, when he heard Fu Yanxing's voice, the grievance appeared.

"I'm buying a ticket to go to Shanghai now."

"Stop! I'm joking with you. You have to work hard. I have nothing to do. How can I believe the news on the Internet? The photos they took are too exaggerated."

"I do not believe."

"Why are you so stubborn? I'm fine. If you don't believe me, I'll take a picture for you later."

"Where are you now? Hospital?"

"No, I just wanted to disinfect it. It was a very small cut, but there was a lot of blood and it looked scary. I'm on my way back to the academy now."

"Really? Don't lie to me."

"Really, really, you should work hard! The signal is not good, so I'll hang up first!" An Chen quickly hung up the phone before Fu Yanxing could say anything, and the truth would be revealed if he continued talking.

"What's wrong?" Ling Han and Ji Xuan just came back from paying their bills and watched An Chen hang up the phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Fu Yanxing called. He saw the news and asked me what's going on? He also said he wanted to come to Shanghai, but he asked me to persuade him to go back. What's the news?"

"Ah! I saw it just now. I was busy lining up and ignored it. We were in the college and we were secretly photographed in front of the hospital just now."

"Let me guess what the title is?" An Xiaochen actually thought about it seriously.

"You're not going to say that I got into a fight with someone in the academy, right?" An Chen blinked and asked excitedly.

"I'm not telling you, An Xiaochen, where does your happiness come from? How can you still be happy after being spread rumors?" Ling Han was completely defeated by An Chen.

"Tch, Brother Ling Han, can your mentality be better? Isn't it just a matter of saying a few words when people make rumors? Who cares, if you are not happy every time you are scolded, you will be depressed to death. Brother Ji Xuan, I Did you guess right just now?"

"It's pretty much a guess, there is this one, but it's not the one that's the most popular right now."

"I guess." Ling Han felt that what An Chen said was reasonable and started playing the guessing game together. "Isn't it because An Xiaochen was disfigured?"

"Hey, Ling Zi, this is not your character. Why are you so smart all of a sudden?" He continued to show An Chen and Ling Han the hot search interface on Weibo.

"I've almost figured out the pattern of the article titles of the marketing account. What's the point of guessing this? I can also guess other things." Ling Han looked arrogant.

"Today's marketing accounts really don't think it's a big deal. A little blood on my face means disfigurement. So if I bleed a little on my wrist, should I say I committed suicide?" An Chen's tone was full of disgust.

"Okay, the phone bombing is coming." Ji Xuan looked at the number that appeared on the phone and sighed, then sat on the chair next to him and started answering.

Ling Han sat on An Chen's hospital bed, and the two of them played a boring game of staring at each other, and then An Chen's phone rang.

"My phone calls are also coming." An Chen also started to answer.

On Ji Xuan's side were reporters from various magazines or tabloids, and on An Chen's side were people like Fang Yan and Ji Feng.

They are really at the forefront of Internet surfing and are really well-informed.

Hahaha, Lao Fu’s name is so confusing. I saw a lot of comments and Fu Yanxing’s name was changed a lot, hahahaha