Shen Bing's face was slightly pale, and he looked at Ye Luo and suddenly asked, "Did you get his injury?"

"What injury?" Ye Luo looked strange, as if this world had nothing to do with him.

Shen Bing glanced at Ye Luo, his cold eyes were cold: "What else could hurt him and break one of his arms, don't you know?"

"And this kind of good thing?"

Shen Bing no longer paid attention to Ye Luo, but in the end, he still straightened his delicate body, looked at Ye Luo and said: "Huang Weiqi's identity is very special, you don't mess with anything, you have to do it under the premise of legality." ”

After speaking, Shen Bing turned around and left, wearing a dress, her figure was tight, the place that should be convex was convex, and the place where it should be warped was upright, gentle and moving. Especially the buttocks and crisp breasts, it's just a stunner. Ye Luo felt a little that Shen Bing's smart brain and business talent against the sky were an insult to her figure.

If she goes to the catwalk, she is guaranteed to become popular overnight. If she goes to be a model, many young models will not have anything to eat.

Ye Luo didn't say anything, he wanted to solve everything by decent means, not to mention that Roselle Group couldn't come to Milan, couldn't go back to China, and couldn't participate in Fashion Week. She, even at the Garden Hotel, has already confessed.

People are not ruthless, and they can't stand steadily.

Not to mention, Ye Luo wants to protect so many girls from the public relations department of Roselle Group to return to China safely.

Shen Bing said this on his lips, but he knew it in his heart.

"Okay, let's go have lunch, let's get together at noon, you didn't eat just now, right?" Shen Bing walked away a few meters, looking back at Ye Luo, the shadow was in the breeze, the long skirt was lengthened, and the posture was even more outstanding, which made people think about it.

This girl finally knows how to save some face for herself.

"Well, I didn't eat enough. You know, the food in Milan is not good, and Han Sen's guy is very picky. Ye Luo shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

Back at the Garden Hotel, Shen Bing asked people to send Mu Tianxue away first, after all, she is not from the Roselle Group, and with the star halo, it is a little awkward to stay together.

Mu Tianxue returned to her suite, and then began to practice the piano, practicing her voice by the way. When a star seems to be relaxed, but he has to practice singing, piano, and dance behind his back, I have to say that no one in this world can succeed easily.

After eating at the Garden Hotel, the girls from the public relations department began to play in the entertainment facilities of the Garden Hotel, and Shen Bing also followed them, even if they didn't join, but many people teased the water towards Shen Bing, and Shen Bing lay next to the huge pool, sipping red wine while sunbathing her fair-skinned beautiful legs. Everyone in the Roselle Group unexpectedly didn't worry about Milan Fashion Week, and it seemed that Ye Luo's words were like spending a lot of money.

"Mr. Shen, sunbathing, it's best to match an essential oil with a small student who has a good back, just learned a little, or"

Before Ye Luo finished speaking, Shen Bing gave him a cold look: "Ye Xiaozi, you get out of here! Disappear for ten minutes, I don't want to see you!"

"Today's women are too deceitful," Ye Luo snorted and said: "It's really, it's hard to rely on your own posture." ”

Shen Bing was lying on the bench, lying with her beautiful legs crossed, her pretty face was in a ball, and she snorted and said, "If you don't accept it, you can go to Thailand by yourself." ”

After speaking, he sneered and smiled, his face flushed with peach blossoms.

Ye Luo was speechless for a while, just at this time, the girl in the public relations department asked him to go over to teach swimming, Ye Luo was not polite, it was his nature to help others, let alone a beautiful girl.

However, after a while, Ye Luo realized that something was wrong. The girl in this public relations department seems to be in short supply of men recently, one is more open than the other, and the scale of her speech is also larger, like a hooligan.

Ye Luo is considered a swimmer level, and when he came back two hours later, he was completely paralyzed by exhaustion.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and these two days were the most leisurely two days that Shen Bing had in recent times, which could be regarded as a vacation for his body and mind.

When Fashion Week began, Roselle Group became the only company that went to Fashion Week with great fanfare without an invitation to join.

In the morning, Shen Bing changed into a cool outfit early and walked around in front of the mirror.

"It's so beautiful. Ye Luo was behind him, admiring Shen Bingyun's face.

Shen Bing glanced at Ye Luo: "Who let you see it?" I asked you to come over to ask you, have you arranged the affairs of Milan Fashion Week?"

"What arrangement?" Ye Luo was dumbfounded.

Shen Bing's beautiful eyes were even more dim.

This bastard

"What else could it be, didn't you say, don't you care?" Shen Bingmei's eyes frowned.

Ye Luo nodded: "Sure, I'm a small staff member of the public relations department, this kind of thing must not be taken care of, otherwise, what do you think?"

Shen Bing's beautiful eyes were completely stupid. Even, there was an urge to kill Ye Luo.

"You" Shen Bing's chest was so angry that he trembled up and down, he really had the urge to kill.

"Okay, if you don't want to participate in Fashion Week, it's not that you have to promise me a condition. Ye Luo grimaced.

"I know if the salary increase is not, two hundred is not enough. "Shen Bing is very direct.

"You" Ye Luo looked at Shen Bing sideways, looking at Shen Bing with a strange expression, he was angry, his feelings were only worth two hundred?

"Don't let Mu Tianxue go to the catwalk, as for the nomination at Fashion Week, I'll take care of it for you. ”

Shen Bingqiao's face was slightly plenish, she even thought that she had heard it wrong.

It wasn't until he saw the seriousness on Ye Luo's face that Shen Bing confirmed that Ye Luo wasn't joking.

"Okay. Shen Bing agreed, but his face was endured for a long time, so he didn't ask Ye Luo why he didn't let Mu Tianxue participate in the catwalk.

After Ye Luo left, Shen Bing was still not at ease enough, so he asked Xing Chenxin to drive Mu Tianxue to the fashion week to be prepared, while he went to the fashion week site first.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I met Huang Weiqi.

His injuries were not yet healed, but he seemed to be waiting for himself at the door.

Seeing Shen Bing, Huang Weiqi's sunny face showed a snicker: "Mr. Shen, you don't seem to have submitted the audition photos to the Fashion Week Review Department, right?

Shen Bing ignored Huang Weiqi, in her eyes, Huang Weiqi was like a clown jumping off the beam.

Huang Weiqi did not relent: "Mr. Shen is not like this, I will give you a product under the name of our company later?" In this way, you will not return empty-handed, you must know that now the Roselle Group is on the cusp of Jinling City and even China, if you return empty-handed, I am afraid that you will lose face, and the shares of the Roselle Group will also fall sharply. ”

As Huang Weiqi spoke, she put her hand on Shen Bing's fragrant shoulder, and hinted in a low voice: "At this time, as a female president, you should learn to sacrifice yourself in business, and your status is already low, and it is not completely without advantages, right?"

In those words, the meaning of playfulness is full.

Shen Bing slapped Huang Weiqi's hand away and glared at him coldly: "Mr. Huang is worthy of being Ye Luo's classmate with your quality?"

Huang Weiqi's face collapsed in an instant, and she stared fiercely: A dead man, can you still compare with me?

In the past few days, Huang Weiqi has not heard from Ye Luo.

He knew that the Iron Hand killed people and never left any rumors.

"Ye Luo, who has a hard mouth, squeezed the 500 million from me, and I will take it back from you in a lot. Even you!"

As soon as Huang Weiqi finished speaking, before her voice landed, she heard someone coming from a distance, like a rainbow.

Huang Weiqi turned her head and saw a piece of black pressing, and was directly dumbfounded.

It doesn't take much to see that he can know that these are the Iron Hand people.

But what he didn't expect was that the person who walked in the center turned out to be Ye Luo.

Moreover, even Han Sen and some of the big names who often appeared in the Iron Hand Party followed Ye Luo closely.

Huang Weiqi's face flashed with an unprecedented sense of crisis.

He remembered what Ye Luo had told him before, next time, it was not his money that he wanted, but his life. What's more, just now he thought Ye Luo was dead, and he was still provoking Shen Bing.

Seeing all the members of the Iron Hand Party dispatched, Huang Weiqi looked back at the fashion week, and he dared to guarantee that this fashion week would not need any help, and the Roselle Group would be shortlisted, nominated, and even promoted.

He knew better that his time of death had come.

"What a coincidence, you're here too. Ye Luo walked up to Huang Weiqi's side, his eyes cold.

Huang Weiqi heard Ye Luo's simple words, but it was like the voice of the devil in the abyss of hell, and her legs couldn't stop trembling.

Finally, his legs could not support his body, and he fell to his knees with a snap.

The dignified young master of the Huang family, who thought he was from Yanjing, got wet in his crotch, and there was a thick smell of urine, and he was directly frightened by Ye Luo's momentum.