Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Those women did not expect Lin Xi to say such things.

Immediately their anger flared up.

"Woman, I think you're asking for trouble!" Lin Xi's words seemed to hit those women's sore spots, instantly infuriating them.

They crowded around her in a group.

There were only about a dozen people from Yimena, suddenly surrounded by over thirty people, their faces pale as death.

Seeing that a riot was about to break out, the security of the venue immediately came over.

"What happened?" the security asked.

"This is none of your business!" Damon said coldly.

The security then sullenly walked away.

This was not someone he could afford to offend.

The leading female model surrounding Lin Xi saw this and became even more reckless.

In order to show off in front of Damon, she coldly huffed, "Woman, I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to apologize to Mr. Damon, and then accompany him to dinner?"

Even though she was surrounded, Lin Xi still said stubbornly: "I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize to him?"

The female model glanced at Damon and saw that he was just watching coldly, not speaking.

She immediately understood.

Damon tacitly approved of her actions.

Indeed, it was not appropriate for someone of Damon's stature to handle this personally.

Someone willing to stand up for him was certainly something he was happy to see.

This female model turned out to be quite savvy.

Even though she was not as appealing to him as that Huaxia woman, she was still worth getting to know.

Although those women knew that Damon would not truly be interested in them, and if he was, it would only be a casual fling,

they were willing.

It was as if being recognized by Damon would skyrocket their value.

It seemed to be true.

Women involved with Damon... all became famous.

Just by being associated with the scandal of being Damon's rumored girlfriend, their value would skyrocket.

After all, not everyone could be valued by Damon.

The reason these women exploded was firstly to please Damon.

Secondly, it was because they desperately wanted what they couldn't have - why should a small female president from Huaxia refuse them?

"You say you did nothing wrong? Fine, I'll tell you what you did wrong. Sisters, there's an old saying in Huaxia, 'It's rude not to reciprocate.' This woman just insulted us, can you tolerate it? I certainly can't," the female model began inciting the others.

"Of course we can't," someone immediately echoed.

"What do you say we should do?"

"Break their legs!"

"Tear their mouths apart!"

"..."

"I think we should tie them up and throw them onto the street!" the female model said with a sinister smile.

The women from Yimena turned even paler.

These women were too ruthless.

It would not only be a loss of their own face but also the face of Huaxia.

They looked at the onlookers outside for help, but those people just watched and no one dared to help.

Including many of Huaxia's clothing companies.

Help now?

That would be suicidal.

Everyone knew the power of Damon, and offending him could cause great loss to the company.

Who would take such a big risk for someone unrelated to them, even a competitor?

"President, I... I am scared..." The girls behind Lin Xi were shaking terribly.

They were truly scared.

If they really had their clothes torn off by these women, how could they face anyone in the future?

"Maybe, president, you should just apologize to Mr. Damon and join him for dinner..." a female employee whispered.

Lin Xi was also conflicted.

According to her personality, she would absolutely not apologize, nor would she accompany Damon to dinner.

But, what if these crazy women really dared to do that.

Wouldn't that drag down her own employees?

"Mr. Damon, our president is really busy, how about I accompany you to dinner instead!" At this moment, a slightly trembling voice suddenly rang out.

It was Tang Qian.

Hearing this, those female models burst into laughter, "What are you worth? How could you be qualified to have dinner with Mr. Damon?"

They could naturally tell that Tang Qian was just Lin Xi's secretary.

Lin Xi and her team were not in their sight, let alone a mere secretary who was even more negligible to them.

Tang Qian felt extremely aggrieved.

She knew her status was humble and not entitled to dine with Damon.

But, after all, she was Lin Xi's secretary.

If not her, then who?

"Since you're so loyal, why don't we start with you first!" the leading female model said with a wicked laugh.

Immediately, a few women walked towards Tang Qian.

"You dare!" Lin Xi glared furiously.

"We wouldn't dare?" the female model scoffed, then gave a signal to the others.

The women directly pulled Tang Qian from the group.

Lin Xi tried to stop them but was blocked by more people.

"President Lin, save me, save me..." Tang Qian was terrified, continually calling out for Lin Xi's help.

Unfortunately, Lin Xi was blocked, powerless to do anything.

And the people she brought were mostly women, with no strength to fight.

"You, are you even men?" Lin Xi shouted at the only two men behind her.

Scolded by Lin Xi, the two men swallowed nervously.

From the standpoint of male dignity, they indeed should stand up, but... they were just designers, inherently frail, even weaker than the physically fit, tall female models.

Plus, there were over thirty of them.

If they stood out now, they might end up like Tang Qian, becoming the first to be sacrificed.

How humiliating that would be.

From the reaction of the two men, it was clear that they were ready to bury their heads in the sand like ostriches.

Soon, Tang Qian was knelt to the ground by three tall foreign female models.

She tried to resist, but was utterly helpless.

Tang Qian, being an office worker, naturally lacked the strength compared to these regularly trained models.

"Little secretary, I'll give you a chance, just openly curse your president as a whore, or else we won't be polite," the leading female model tauntingly pinched Tang Qian's chin.

Tang Qian's eyes darted around, looked at Lin Xi, and despite the fear in her eyes, they were filled with determination, "I won't say it!"

"You won't say it?" the female model grabbed Tang Qian's hair, grinned hideously, "Strip her!"

"Tang Qian, you fool, just say it!" Lin Xi stomped anxiously.