Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

But that's quite normal, after all, she's qualified to participate in a world-class fashion show.

Who would dare come here without a good figure?

Even the models with the worst figures score over 8, with an average score of 8.5!

Besides her figure, the girl's appearance is quite delicate.

A pair of big eyes, clear as a curve of lake water.

Long eyelashes, like lively sprites.

"While Su Chen was secretly observing that Huaxia model, someone suddenly called out to him from behind.

Su Chen turned around to see a charming French woman wearing glasses.

The woman was quite good-looking, and her figure was not bad either.

But obviously not comparable to those models.

However, after a glance at the woman's front, Su Chen understood.

She was not a model, but also a judge.

Moreover, she was a judge with a scoring weight of five points.

"Is there something?" Su Chen looked at her curiously, as he didn't recognize her and had no idea why she was calling him.

"Could we have a word in private?" the female judge whispered.

"Oh, okay." Su Chen didn't think much and followed the female judge.

The female judge took Su Chen directly to a fitting room.

Once inside, she casually locked the door of the fitting room.

Su Chen was somewhat puzzled; could it be that there were unwritten rules among these judges?

After all, it was his first time doing this kind of thing, so he wasn't very familiar with the ins and outs.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Luther." the female judge introduced herself.

"Oh, Miss Luther, what is it that you need?" Su Chen's gaze remained calm as he looked at her.

Although the female judge was also not bad-looking, she couldn't compare with the supermodels outside.

He naturally wouldn't have any special thoughts.

"It's like this, I want to ask for your help," Luther said.

"Oh? What help do you want from me?" Su Chen responded with a playful tone.

"It's like this, I want to ask you to give a high score to a clothing company."

Su Chen understood her intentions and smiled, "What's in it for me?"

Luther said, "I can give you money; if you give a score of 8 or higher, I will give you one million."

Su Chen smiled faintly, "Do you think I'm someone who lacks money?"

Actually, he was.

Luther was taken aback.

Indeed, someone who could become an Honorary Judge couldn't possibly be lacking money.

"What about beauties? If you fancy any supermodel, I might be able to..."

Su Chen's smile deepened, then he pulled out a bunch of small notes from his pocket, tauntingly said, "Do you think there's anyone I can't get?"

Naturally, Luther knew Su Chen had received many small notes, as she had seen that Su Chen did not refuse any of them.

That's exactly why she came to find Su Chen.

Although she didn't know where this Honorary Judge had come from, Luther had been in this circle for a long time.

She knew the ropes.

If Su Chen had not accepted those notes, she would definitely not have approached him.

Luther's lips also curled up into a smile as she said, "That might not be the case."

Yes, although many female supermodels had given Su Chen little notes.

Not all had.

There were still many female supermodels who had not given Su Chen any notes.

There could be many reasons.

Maybe they had already made connections with other judges beforehand, or maybe they believed that they could become popular without relying on under-the-table rules.

"The super white-skinned Russian model..." Luther winked at Su Chen.

Su Chen's mouth twitched slightly, damn it, this woman, she had been observing him all along.

Just now, besides staring a bit longer at that particular Huaxia model, his gaze had also lingered on another very fair-skinned Belarus beauty.

That model, with a stunning figure, had skin as white as snow.

She also didn't leave a note for Su Chen.

"If sir is willing to help me, I could arrange a meeting with her for you..." Luther said with a smile.

Luther could arrange a meeting with that Belarus supermodel, not because she was very capable, but simply because she and the supermodel were friends.

Under normal circumstances, Luther definitely wouldn't sacrifice her best friend.

But this time, the terms Zhang Biao offered her were too good.

As long as she helped Yiyang Group win an award, she would get a hundred million yuan.

A hundred million yuan.

That was definitely a very tempting figure.

You know, even for those judges whose scoring weight was ten, you wouldn't need that much money to bribe them.

Of course, generally, those with a weight of ten don't care about money at all.

To influence them, you must use some special conditions.

Like giving them something they like.

Through observation, Luther was sure that what Su Chen liked was beautiful women.

Otherwise, why would he accept so many little notes?

This time Su Chen came not really to attend the fashion show.

Although he had a scoring power of ten, which seemed a lot, it really didn't affect the overall situation.

Whoever was supposed to win, the organizers had the final say.

Unless it was an extraordinarily excellent work.

So, it wasn't impossible to agree to Luther's request.

After thinking it over, with the mentality of not missing out on benefits offered, Su Chen said, "Give me the number of that clothing company."

"Number 29." Luther knew that Su Chen had agreed and said happily.

When the time comes, she would talk to her best friend; even though her best friend didn't like under-the-table dealings, she would first gently coax her and then offer ten million yuan, believing it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

With her own score of five, knowing some of the judges, and now adding this suddenly emerging Honorary Judge's ten points.

Luther felt, this time it was a certainty!

She seemed to already see, a billion yuan waving at her.

If not for knowing that Su Chen would not be interested in her, she could hardly help offering herself.

Luther still had self-awareness; after Su Chen had looked at so many young and beautiful bodies, he indeed wouldn't be interested in her.

As time went by, Paris Fashion Week officially began.

Zhang Biao received a call from Luther.

"Don't worry, President Zhang, your products will definitely get a nomination award this time," Luther said on the phone.

Zhang Biao was overjoyed.

Because previously, Luther had assured him that there was a 60% chance of getting a nomination award.

But now, Luther gave him a 100% guarantee.

That 100% guarantee naturally came from Luther's recent deal.

The score from a judge with a weight of ten points was very important.

After hanging up, Zhang Biao's gaze turned towards Lin Xi, not far from his area.

Because both belonged to Huaxia Clothing Company and were from the same city, the two clothing companies were seated in the same area.

"This time, let's see how you can still compete with me!" Zhang Biao was confident he had Lin Xi figured out.