Chapter 719 Persecution Paranoia
He Juncheng gulped and spit, his whole body was already stupid.
How is this possible!
Ye Mufan is Felix?
This is absolutely impossible! There must be a mistake somewhere!
Just as everyone was looking at each other, Director Zheng hurried over, "I'll go! My Vice Chairman, I finally found you. Why didn't I see you at the door just now? The clothes have been prepared for you. Hurry up!" Go and change it!"
As if sensing that the atmosphere here was not right, Director Zheng said blankly, "What's wrong? What happened? Oh, yes, Director He, aren't you looking for our vice chairman, this is it!"
After finishing speaking, he turned to Ye Mufan and said, "Felix, this is Director He from Star Entertainment, and Miss Shen Mengqi from Star Entertainment on the stage, I want to talk to you about the cooperation in Lorraine Fashion Week..."
Ye Mufan casually tore off a blade of grass that got on his sleeve: "Oh, really?"
At this moment, He Juncheng and Shen Mengqi already wanted to die. Hearing Director Zheng's words, they wished they could find a hole in the ground and get in.
Director Zheng has already spoken in person, and now they can't believe it or not!
Just now Director Zheng said that Felix had a car accident on the road, that's why Ye Mufan appeared like this...
So, the gold medal stylist they tried their best to hire, Felix, the hottest magician, turned out to be Ye Mufan, that trash!
What the hell is going on here?
Ye Mufan has always been banned by the emperor, how could he get to this point in such a short period of time?
Standing on the stage, Shen Mengqi glared at He Juncheng viciously.
Ye Mufan is Felix, why doesn't he know about such an important matter!
He Juncheng is really suffering right now, how could he associate Felix with Ye Mufan?
However, worse things are yet to come...
In front, Mu Wenqing, chairman of the Fashion Association, walked over with a cold expression, "Mu Fan, you just said that He Juncheng's design was stolen from your work, what's going on?"
Ye Mufan glanced at Mu Wenqing, "Teacher, it's nothing serious, but not long ago, I lost a manuscript. I don't think so, it turned out that Director He picked it up."
As soon as He Juncheng heard this, cold sweat came down on He Juncheng's forehead, "This... this is a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding..."
If this matter is confirmed, then he will be ruined.
He Juncheng became anxious immediately, made up his mind to deny it, and immediately retorted, "What manuscript! It's nothing at all, this is my own design! Chairman, you must believe me!"
Thinking that Ye Mufan had no evidence at all, He Juncheng gradually gained confidence: "Young Master Ye, you said this was your design, please show me the evidence! When did you lose the manuscript? And where did you lose it?"
How about it? Can't get it out!
Ye Mufan smiled lightly, "Hehe, evidence? I have a bad memory, and I really don't remember such insignificant things... What Director He meant was that I wronged you and slandered you because I was jealous of your talent and talent. ? Want to occupy your work?"
As soon as Ye Mufan said this, He Juncheng froze, and the crowd exploded, looking at He Juncheng with contempt.
"Are you kidding me, the winner of the Hundred Flowers Award, the vice chairman of the Fashion Association, are you jealous of him?"
"Is He Juncheng suffering from paranoia?"
He Juncheng became impatient, and began to speak indiscriminately, "Ye Mufan, you spit on people! These works are my own! They are my designs! If you slander me without evidence, then I will say that you stole my works!"