He Juncheng grunted and threw up his mouth. Everyone was already stupid.

How is this possible?

Ye Mufan is Felix?

This is absolutely impossible! There must be some mistake!

Just as the people were facing each other, Director Zheng hurried in, “I'll go! My Vice President, finally found you. Why didn't I see you at the door? Your clothes are ready for you. Go and change! ”

Seems to notice that the atmosphere here is not right, Zheng said suddenly, “Why? What's going on? What's going on? Oh, by the way, Director Ho, aren't you looking for our vice president? This is him! ”

After speaking to Ye Mufan, “Felix, this is Director He of Ju Xing Entertainment, Miss Shen Mengqi of Ju Xing Entertainment on stage, I want to talk to you about Lorraine Fashion Week cooperation...”

Ye Mufan pulled off a piece of grass leaf on his sleeve at will: "Oh, really? ”

At this moment, He Juncheng and Shen Mengqi have both wanted to die. Listen to what Zheng said, I can't help but find a hole to go in.

Councillor Zheng has spoken for himself, and now they can't believe it or not!

Director Zheng said that Felix had a car accident on the road, which is why Ye Mufan appeared like this...

So, the gold-minded stylist they took so hard to hire, the hot-burning god-maker Felix, turned out to be Ye Mufan's scum!

What the hell is going on here?

Ye Mufan has been sealed by the Emperor, how could he have mixed this up in such a short time?

Shen Mengqi stood on the stage and stared viciously at He Juncheng.

Ye Mufan is Felix, why he doesn't know such an important thing!

He Juncheng is really in pain. How could he possibly associate Felix with Ye Mufan?

However, worse things are still behind us…

Mufan, you just said that He Juncheng's design was a theft of your work. What happened? ”

Ye Mufan glanced at Ma Wen Qing and said, "Teacher, it's nothing serious. It's just that not long ago, I lost a manuscript. I don't want to. It turns out it was picked up by Director He. ”

As soon as I heard that, Ho Jun Cheng's cold sweat was coming down, “This... this is a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding...”

If this thing is truthful, then he's ruined.

He Jun Chengdun was in a hurry, decided not to admit it, immediately rebutted, “What manuscript! Nothing at all, it's my own design! You have to trust me, Mr. Chairman! ”

Thinking that Ye Mufan had no proof at all, He Juncheng gradually gained the bottom line: “Young Master Ye, you said this was your design, please give me proof! When did you lose the manuscript? Where did you lose it? ”

What do you think?

Ye Mufan smiled softly, "Oh, proof? I have a bad memory, I really don't remember such irrelevant things... Director He means that I wronged you, jealous of your gifts and talents, so I insulted you? Want to take over your work? ”

As soon as Ye Mufan said this, He Jun Achievement was frozen, and everyone looked despicably at He Jun Cheng.

“Are you kidding me, the winner of the Hundred Flowers Award, Vice President of the Fashion Association, jealous of him? ”

“Has He Juncheng been paranoid? ”

He Juncheng was in a hurry and began to say something, “Ye Mufan, your blood is spraying! These pieces are mine! It's my design! You defamed me without proof, and I said you stole my work! ”