The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Why didn't you reply to my message?"

Fu Yanxing was recalled by the vibration of the mobile phone.

He is not a very fragile person, and he also thinks that there is nothing that makes him painful. That incident may be his only wound.

Although it feels like nothing now, it may be because I was still young at that time, so I have been remembering it until now.

He then gave the uncle a sum of money as a thank you for his kindness, and cut off all contact with him.

"I was thinking about something just now." Fu Yanxing replied to An Chen.

"Oh, then we've made an agreement, you and I will go to the United States to spend the New Year with grandpa, and you can't break your promise."

Fu Yanxing smiled, then solemnly typed a good word and replied.

He has no home, and probably never will, but so what? He has family!

"I'm going back to work, I won't chat with you anymore, bye, pay attention to safety and health." This was the last message An Chen replied to him.

Fu Yanxing did not reply to An Chen again, he backed up all the information, this is his best experience and memory now.

Fu Yanxing glanced at the calendar, then turned on the computer to check some things, and then called the assistant.

"Push away all the work during the month of Chinese New Year. If it really doesn't work, it can be solved by remote communication or network communication. Try not to come to me during that month. You should arrange it in advance now."

Although the assistant didn't know why, he still nodded his head, thinking about how to arrange the work.

After the assistant left the office, Fu Yanxing took off his suit jacket and put it on the chair behind him, then leaned back on the chair, raised his head, and closed his eyes.

Originally wanted to rest like this for a while, but for some reason, when I closed my eyes, all the images of An Chen flashed in my mind, with sounds and movements.

Fu Yanxing suddenly thought of a sentence: You are the surprise I have been looking forward to after wandering around the world, looking for recruits everywhere. When I met you, the gods said in my ear, "There is no escape."

An Chen got up from the sofa, tidied up the folds of his clothes, and prepared to return to the scene.

"Chenchen, please take a leave of absence from tomorrow's scene with Director Xia, you should have a good rest." Ji Xuan discussed with An Chen while walking.

"It's okay. It's the end. It's better not to delay the progress. It's good to go back to the hotel to sleep after filming tomorrow. It's not the first time I've been sick. There's nothing wrong now. Look, I'm still alive and kicking." Yes."

An Chen felt something was wrong while talking, and as expected, a drop of blood dripped onto the white skirt.

"Brother, do you have any paper?" An Chen said to Ji Xuan.

"What's the matter?" Ji Xuan raised his head while talking, and saw An Chen's nosebleed.

"My God, little ancestor, look up quickly."

Ji Xuan quickly flipped the paper out of his pocket, "What's the matter?" The three of Jun Hao heard from the director that An Chen had a high fever, so they were also walking towards the lounge to take a look.

Coincidentally, this scene happened in the corridor, Zhou Jun quickly put the paper under An Chen's nose, so as not to bleed out and continue to stain his clothes.

Ji Xuan found the paper at this moment, and quickly handed it to An Chen, and the five of them walked to the bathroom together.

During this period, Ji Xuan kept using the method Ling Han taught him to stop An Chen's nosebleed, but it didn't work at all, the blood had already soaked through several tissues.

The drops on the white shirt looked like blooming flowers. When they arrived in the bathroom, An Chen turned on the water directly, and then splashed cold water on his face.

Drops of blood dripped into the sink, but An Chen didn't take it seriously. After washing it with water, he directly stuffed the tissue on his nose.

Sure enough, the simple and rude method is the most effective. Although it still flowed for a while, it stopped anyway.