Chapter 365: Rich second generation?

  Chapter 365 Rich Second Generation

  Back to the apartment, it was almost twelve o'clock, An Chen received a call from Fang Yan shortly after entering the house.

   "Xiao Chenchen, 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 can BJ?" An Chen was confused.

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

   "What? Brother Ji Xuan! Look at the trending searches!" An Chen somehow got involved with the hot searches, 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 the matter?" 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, 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 invited me to dinner. Hmph, if you don't sleep so late, you will go bald." An Chen muttered softly, then remembered the message that Lin Han 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 not far behind, so they both made an appointment.

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

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

   "Oh, I thought something big happened again. I was already rich. I don't need the second generation, 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 almost 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 sitting on the sofa as if they were reading a story, didn't this melon belong to me, why did it taste so delicious.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yanxing came out after changing his clothes and saw this 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 came out, Fu Yanxing, is this the price for the car you drove just now?" An Chen curiously moved over with his phone.

  Fu Yanxing took a look, 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."

   "The 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 discard the labels about age and identity imposed by anyone, because the timetable of life is up to you.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)