Except for Murong Wan'er, almost everyone regarded the person on the other end of the phone as someone Gu Chen had deliberately invited to act.

"Cut! It's still Victoria's Secret, it's true! This thing has a global quota?! Can't you just spend money?! Turtle!" Lang Qinghua sneered, crossing his legs.

A girl with a ponytail next to her asked suspiciously: "Brother Hua, what is this called Victoria's Secret?! I've never heard of it!"

"It's Victoria's Secret, a fashion show that usually appears in American fashion shows. It's the first time I heard that this one has a global quota. It's really funny!"

Lang Qinghua poured a glass of Roman Ti-Conti and took a sip and smiled disdainfully. Hu Jinna, who was sitting opposite, also smiled disdainfully: "That's right! Victoria's Secret was held six years ago. Once you become a guest, you can buy a ticket for 1,000 knives, although there is a certain threshold, but it does not mean that it is a limited number of places worldwide, I guess you can use everything you know to say it!"

"I guess I know about Victoria's Secret, and I'm a lecher at first glance. I've been thinking about such vulgar things, so I just thought of it casually!" A man next to him laughed and said. .

When Gu Chen heard their laughter and cursing, he didn't take it seriously. It is estimated that ordinary people only think that Victoria's Secret is an underwear fashion show.

Any activity will be divided into levels, and those who can show it are naturally ordinary level, and the top level is naturally limited to the number of people, and they will not exceed three digits.

You say these people have low vision and know Victoria�s Secret, but you say they have wide vision, but they only know one Victoria�s Secret!

ignorance!

"Let's put those things aside for now! I have a friend who says he knows you very well!" Gu Chen raised his head and glanced at Lang Qinghua and said softly.

Ross on the other end of the phone was also full of question marks. He didn't know many people in Xiaguo. As long as he knew people, Gu Chen would definitely know them too.

If Gu Chen doesn't know each other, Ross probably doesn't know either.

"Young Master Kong?!" Rose asked on the other end of the phone.

"no!"

"Miss Bai?!"

"that is not!"

"Um...Miss Murong?!"

"No!"

Ross asked puzzledly on the other end of the phone: "Who is that?!"

"His name is Lang Qinghua, he said he knows you very well!" Gu Chen said jokingly.

"I don't know! There are many people out there using my name to bluff and deceive. Mr. Gu must pay attention. If you really know me, ask him to call my landline now!" Ross said in a flat tone.

In fact, the best way to contact Ross is not a mobile phone, but his private landline number.

Therefore, those who know his private number are basically people who can be called friends. If they only know an official work number, they are just customers at work.

Even if it is an official job number, it is not available to ordinary people.

Then Ross directly pressed a video call to connect, and his picture appeared on the other end of the phone.

Handing the phone to Lang Qinghua, the two looked at each other.

"Who is this guy?!" Lang Qinghua asked in a daze.

Ross looked at him in a suit and leather shoes, "I am the Ross you mentioned! Don't you know me?! Don't you know who I am?!"

"You are Rose?! How do I know the truth?!" Lang Qinghua said with a cold snort. JrNovels.com