"Ye Luo, Ye Luo, you listen to my explanation" Huang Weiqi's momentum just now was gone, and she knelt on the ground and kept crawling towards Ye Luo.

But Ye Luo looked at everything, as if he didn't see him, and stepped on his hand.

Huang Weiqi's hand had just been put on a thick plaster, and his bones made a crisp sound when he stepped down.

But Huang Weiqi didn't feel any pain at all, he didn't know what was going on, Ye Luo not only came back alive from the Iron Hand Party, but also the momentum in front of him was the entire Iron Hand Party, and he followed one person with all his might.

Such a situation has never occurred in the history of the Iron Hand.

The Iron Hand Party did not solve Ye Luo, and next, they will definitely help Ye Luo to deal with his opponent.

And themselves, bear the brunt.

In the face of death, Huang Weiqi's momentum was gone, roaring overwhelmingly, and he didn't care about any dignity or dignity.

"Get out" Jason saw Huang Weiqi, kicked him away with an eyesore, and opened the way for him in front of Ye Luo.

Throughout Milan Fashion Week, journalists and the media were stunned.

It's normal for the Iron Hand to beat people, and it's nice to see it.

But the Iron Hand is so strong that it protects a person to Milan Fashion Week, and this news is going to be worn out, which can make a sensation throughout Europe.

Many reporters have pointed their cameras at Ye Luo. But soon, after seeing Jason's demonic eyes, they all put down the camera.

The Iron Hand has always been high-profile, but this time they didn't let people shoot, and everyone knew they were serious!

In the fashion week, Shen Bing and Xing Chenxin stood together, watching that the fashion week was about to start, and their brows couldn't be stretched.

"Mr. Shen, otherwise, don't wait, Ye Luo, he may not come. ”

Xing Chenxin frowned, she knew that Ye Luo was very powerful and strong. But at this kind of international conference, even if Ye Luo can really cover the sky with one hand, it is impossible to set off any waves.

Besides, this has already started for half an hour, and the catwalks of many companies have already ended, and Ye Luo's shadow has not yet appeared.

Shen Bing pulled up his sleeves and looked at the watch on the jade lotus's arm: "Wait a little longer." ”

Xing Chenxin nodded, as if there was no other way than to wait for Ye Luo.

Just when she was at a loss, she suddenly heard that the catwalk suddenly stopped, the host didn't speak, the audience in the stands didn't speak, and there was not even applause.

Looking back, Xing Chenxin saw that the Iron Hand Party people began to take their seats.

The power of the Iron Hand people here, she is naturally very clear. The Iron Hand has been rooted in this country's culture for hundreds of years, and it has long been deeply rooted in the spinal cord.

Their people, engaged in all walks of life, down to the grassroots people, down to government officials, can have some enterprises to participate in fashion week, it seems too ordinary to withstand the wind and waves.

But Xing Chenxin was a little speechless, he came to participate in the fashion week, and the pressure was so high that he stopped as soon as he entered the fashion week. Moreover, even the audience is silent.

If you can't get used to it, Xing Chenxin didn't break it.

However, soon in her eyes, she saw Ye Luo's trace.

"Mr. Shen, he's here. Xing Chenxin cried with joy, standing at the door, she seemed to see Ye Luo. His appearance, as if the legendary man, seemed to have come to save the world.

"Just you?" Shen Bing frowned when he saw Ye Luo.

The Iron Hand and Ye Luo left in batches, and Ye Luo was left with only one when he came here.

"Of course let's go inside. Ye Luo showed his ID, and the security guard at the door shuddered when he saw the ID, and immediately said, "Please inside, the place is reserved for you." ”

Shen Bing was pondering, they were already half an hour late, and when there was no hope of entering, his eyes glanced at Ye Luo but saw that Ye Luo was holding the judge's ID.

"You" Shen Bing's tense face suddenly flashed with an incredible smile.

"I don't know, my brother looks at beautiful women, they are very professional and world-famous, and they begged me to be a judge. Ye Luo smiled, dragged Shen Bing and they into the No. 10 judge's area.

Shen Bing inexplicably never had a seat, and sat on the judges' seat, and the arrogance on his face suddenly became flattered.

"Ye Xiaobei, how did you get the qualification of the judges, I remember, the judges must have more than ten years of experience as designers, you" Shen Bing's beautiful eyes looked Ye Luo up and down, looking down on him with a cold look, which was more sour than the taste of kimchi.

"Your uncle!" Ye Luo was so angry, is Lao Tzu so bad, I can't be a designer?

"If I remember well, you don't even know how to use the simplest office software on the computer, right?" Shen Bing sneered, the taste of disgust was not as strong as just now, but said affectionately: "Okay, wait back, I'll let Xing Chenxin teach you, forget it, you are so stupid, Miss Ben will teach you personally!"

"It's not bad, hand-in-hand. Ye Luo smiled angrily, and a discordant picture of office friction involuntarily appeared in his mind, with Shen Bing personally directing himself behind him, while he was shaking his arms up and down.

After watching the catwalk for another half an hour, Shen Bing's face also darkened.

She found a problem, this year's fashion exhibition companies are particularly large, and the competition is also very large. Although they have Ye Luo's vote, at least half of the ten votes can be passed before they can be nominated, and eighty percent of the votes can be promoted.

If it can be promoted, Roselle Group will immediately stand up like a towering tree in the entire clothing industry.

But in the entire fashion week, there are only three recommended places, one of which has been set by Huang Weiqi's company, and the remaining two will definitely not push the Roselle Group, which is also Huaxia.

These seem to have become the unspoken rules of various industries.

"It seems that your vote will not play a role, and you will vote for the model you like. Shen Bing's face was sad, but he was relieved.

It may be that she was stimulated by her uncle and uncle to come to Milan Fashion Week. But in essence, the Roselle Group, whether in terms of qualifications or design, is not eligible to participate in this Milan Fashion Week.

When Shen Bing thought of this, his mentality was also relaxed, and he thought that this time he was taking the company's girls out to play, and after the Roselle Group was fully arranged, they would devote themselves to their work.

"That's not necessarily about the number of votes, it's about the gold content. The corners of Ye Luo's mouth twitched.

Shen Bingqiao's face was stunned, the tickets are all the same, can there be such a thing as gold content?

Soon, though, she stared at one thing and found something.

Since the men of the Iron Hand came in, things have indeed changed in some subtle ways. After the supporters finished their presentations, the models also walked the show and began to prepare the ballots.

But in the venue, no one dared to move.

The first to vote was Yelo, followed by the Iron Hand. Moreover, the Iron Hand people vote very regularly, almost seventy-three points on voting for the catwalk models that Ye Luo is optimistic about.

Especially Han Sen, every time he looked at Ye Luo's eyes, there was a kind of awe.

Suddenly, Shen Bing was directly dumbfounded.

"Looks like it's coming to us. Although I don't know how Ye Luo made so many people in the Iron Hand Party listen to him, Shen Bing's beautiful face was finally filled with hope.

"I'll let Mu Tianxue prepare now. Shen Bing just wanted to stand up, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

I seem to have promised Ye Luo that I would not let Mu Tianxue go to the catwalk.

"What should I do" Shen Bing looked at Ye Luo helplessly, she didn't believe that she could win the award before, but now seeing that Ye Luo instantly became the most important judge in the venue, she regretted that she didn't find a model again in advance.

Ye Luo's eyes looked back and forth on Shen Bing's body.

Shen Bing's delicate body trembled slightly, her willow eyebrows straightened, she shook her head and said, "Bastard, what are you looking at, you don't want me to go to the catwalk, right?"

As soon as Ye Luo heard Shen Bing's words, he immediately became interested. I have to say that even he is looking forward to Shen Bing's appearance on the catwalk in thin and sexy underwear.

But before Ye Luo spoke, the host had already begun to report: "Next, I invite Roselle Group Archangel Underwear Company to bring their new products this year At the same time, this is also the first time that Roselle Group has participated in Milan Fashion Week."

The people in the audience were in an uproar, obviously a little disdainful of this Huaxia Roselle Group. Besides, no company has been able to win an award for the first time at Milan Fashion Week, let alone a promotion.

But when the woman on the field walked out with a swaying style, everyone was dumbfounded.

Gaze, staring straight at the beautiful figure that came out of the lift.

Before I saw it, the applause was already thundering.