Power of Money novel Chapter 321

The man who spoke seemed to be in his thirties.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, aquiline nose, deep eyes and a body like clothes and shelves, it gave people the first impression that he must be a mixed-blood.

He was both handsome and masculine.

Not to mention women, even Jason couldn't help but envy her when he looked at her.

They were all men. How could there be such a big gap between them?

Moreover, his voice sounded as if he had just returned from abroad. He pushed Jason away and strode up to Helen, blocking their way with his burly figure.

"William?" Helen's eyes flickered. Then, he smiled and said, "So it's Mr. William, President of Paris's well-known family in the Huaxia District. Nice to meet you."

As the latest advertising model of the Balenciaga, Helen naturally needed to know the origin of this famous brand and the corresponding information.

However, only in the preliminary stage of the advertising, the president of the two countries came to the scene in person, which still surprised her a lot.

"Yes, may I ask if Miss Huang is free now? How about I treat you to a cup of coffee?" When William saw that she knew where he came from, he smiled smugly.

"I'm sorry. I'm going to shoot the second commercial soon. I may not have time," Helen said apologetically.

"That's too much of a pity. But I can apply to your company to line up for your second round of publicity. After all, Ms. Li of your company has a good relationship with me. It's not a big deal. I think she won't embarrass me." William smiled.

At the same time, after his greedy and eager eyes swept over Helen's slender and perfect thigh, his gentle and elegant face was almost out of sorts!

The reason why he came to the Super Media today was to talk with Nolan about the propaganda film about the Balenciaga.

There was a need to invite a few traffic actresses in the group to be the hot stars.

Unexpectedly, Nolan temporarily left him here because she had something to do.

Then, he saw Helen, who was filming an advertisement for their company.

This pair of legs with essential oil could be said to be perfect.

Especially under the light of the refraction of the reflective plate, it was perfect.

William's throat was dry and dry. He looked away with a smile and asked Helen, "How's it going? Are you willing to give me a face?"

"Thank you, but I'd better go to work first. When I have time in the future, it won't be too late to drink coffee with you." Helen politely refused.

A tinge of derision flashed across William's smiling eyes.

In China, Helen was still the first model who dared to refuse his invitation openly.

Whether it was a model who endorsed his brand or not, in his eyes, all models and Misses were no different. It was just that the price was higher, and he could pretend to be a little in front of outsiders.

"Dammit, when prostitutes want to build a memorial arch, they pretend to be noble and noble. They are not even as good as a miss on the back. But the more they act like this, the more exciting they will be when they play at night."

William cursed inwardly, and then a gentleman- like smile appeared on his face again. He opened his mouth and was about to speak when he saw Helen's cold face suddenly change and smile at him.

"Haha, Miss Helen, it's best if you can figure it out..."

"Jason!"

In William's shocked eyes, Helen suddenly broke free from Jenny's hand. He stepped on high heels, bypassed himself, and ran behind her.

Jason stood at the edge of the crowd. When he saw Helen running toward him, he smiled and was about to welcome him.

All of a sudden, something happened!

Helen, who was running to Jason, suddenly felt a strong force grabbing his wrist. Before she could react, he suddenly pulled her back. She, wearing a sevencentimeter high- heeled shoes, lost balance and fell directly behind him.

"Why are you running away? I'm treating you to coffee. That's f*cking looking up to you. You're a model bitch from Celestial Empire. How dare you pretend in front of me?

Come with me today. If you don't serve me well, you'll f*cking wait for your death!"

In front of everyone, William's eyes were fierce. He reached out and grabbed Helen's wrist and pulled her in front of him.