The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Mr. Wei, what a coincidence." A man opposite said.

It is said that looks are born from the heart, although An Chen never agrees with this point of view, An Xiaochen has always believed that no matter what kind of appearance, each has its own charm.

However, the person in front of him made An Chen believe this statement. An Chen glanced at Wei Yang, but Wei Yang didn't respond to the other party's greeting.

"Who is this? Isn't Mr. Wei unmarried? This is an illegitimate child?" Seeing that Wei Yang ignored him, the man on the opposite side continued to say.

Wei Yang's face suddenly changed, and when Ji Xuan and Ling Han were about to step forward, Wei Ze stopped him with a cane.

The elevator also reached the second floor. Several people got out of the elevator first. Wei Ze turned to the waiter and said, "Girl, go and prepare the food. We will go there by ourselves."

The waiter nodded and left.

"Mr. Wei, why don't you tell me that you have a child. This is also my nephew." The man said as he took out a card from his wallet and handed it to An Chen.

"Come on, this is a meeting ceremony for uncle."

"Sun Qing, don't go too far!" Wei Yang was about to reach out when An Chen stopped him.

"Uncle Wei, who is this?" An Chen asked while taking the card, "I'll accept the meeting gift." If someone gives you money, don't just reject it for nothing.

"Ah, I misunderstood. It turns out that Wei is always your uncle." Although the man said it was a misunderstanding, his tone and expression were different.

"Brother, I'm hungry, you take grandpa to the private room to wait for the food to be served, and I'll catch up with Uncle Wei." An Chen said to Ji Xuan and Ling Han.

"Xiao Chen, let's go when you're hungry, there's nothing to talk about." Wei Yang wanted to take An Chen away.

"Uncle Wei, he took the initiative to say hello, shouldn't we be more polite?"

An Chen and Wei Yang stood in place. Ji Xuan and Ling Han have already entered the private room with Wei Ze.

"Grandpa, what happened to that man?" Ling Han asked curiously.

"That person, called Sun Qing, is not clean about doing business. He asked Xiaoyang to cooperate with him, but was always rejected. It's okay, he must be the one who suffered." Wei Ze didn't take it seriously.

Sun Qing is still talking here.

"This kid looks really good. He's sixteen or seven this year? He's quite similar to Mr. Wei. Unlike me, he doesn't have a good looks." Sun Qing was still questioning An Chen's identity both inside and out.

"Thank you for the compliment. Of course, good-looking people have similarities. Although your appearance is a bit difficult to describe, it is also predestined." An Chen replied.

Wei Yang never wanted to talk to Sun Qing, but if the child wanted to play, he would make a fuss with him. After the trouble was over, it was time to clean up Sun Qing, so as to save the child trouble.

"Hehe, this kid's talk is quite interesting. Your Uncle Wei's business is so good, you really admire him. Unlike me, I don't like to work, so I can do whatever I want and earn less."

"Ah? Are you talking about me, Uncle Wei? Of course, Uncle Wei is amazing, and I still work hard. There are many great people who can't compare to Uncle Wei. For someone with mediocre IQ like you, I certainly can't. You don't have to think too much about it." Much. It’s more normal than Uncle Wei. You don’t like to work, it’s normal to earn less.” An Chen seemed to be comforting Sun Qing.

Sun Qing's face changed obviously. He wanted to show off, but he was choked by a child.

"The child is young, don't care about Tongyan Wuji." Wei Yang said to Sun Qing with a suppressed smile.

"It's nothing to look for, the child is young and doesn't understand anything." Sun Qing smiled awkwardly.

"Huh? Uncle, someone told me since I was a child that if you are not smart, you have to work hard. If you are not smart and don't work hard, don't think too much." An Chen looked serious.

"Our food should be served, let's go first." Wei Yang ignored Sun Qing and left directly with An Chen.

The two of them held back their laughter all the way, entered the private room, they clapped their hands together, and then burst out laughing.

In this world, the green hills are scorching, the stars are far away, the spring breeze is light, and the evening breeze is gradually, but it can't match the stars between your eyebrows.

(Ang oh, recommend tickets, ouch)