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Chapter 370 He is the devil from hell

Mario was naturally very happy when she saw Xia Yunjie not objecting, and smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Xia for giving me this shot."

Xia Yunjie smiled, then picked up the wine glass to drink alone, while Mario began to ask about Yang Xiaomei and Scola's cooperation.

After this question, Mario knew the whole story, and at the same time she was secretly happy. For him, it was not to find anyone to cooperate with him. Moreover, Scola's vision as an international fashion master is naturally vicious. Since he fell in love with Yang Xiaomei, it means that Yang Xiaomei is definitely a competent advertising image spokesperson. In this case, for Mario, this is definitely a good thing to kill two birds with one stone. He can not only find a suitable spokesperson, but also please Xia Yunjie.

"No wonder Miss Yang has such a sexy figure and outstanding temperament. It turns out that Miss Yang is not only a first-class model in China, but also the third place in Miss World two years ago. If Gu Qi can find you to be the spokesperson for China's advertising image, it will inevitably cause a Gu Qi craze in China." After hearing this, Mario exclaimed Yang Xiaomei without hesitation.

"Mr. Mario has won the award, thanks to the recommendation of Ge Ge and Mr. Scola." Yang Xiaomei said modestly, looking at Xia Yunjie charmingly and affectionately as she spoke, full of gratitude.

"No, no, Miss Yang is born with beautiful and elegant temperament. It is a privilege to find you and cooperate with you." Scola was so scared that her face turned pale when she saw Yang Xiaomei compare herself with Xia Yunjie.

Seeing that his humble words made Scola's face turn pale, Yang Xiaomei almost couldn't help laughing, but she felt more grateful and awe of Xia Yunjie.

"Scola said exactly what I want to say. There are several small companies under my name. I wonder if I have the honor to invite Ms. Yang as our advertising spokesperson?" Mario asked with a smile and looked at Yang Xiaomei with a sincere look.

"Of course I'm happy. I don't know which companies Mr. Mario is talking about?" Yang Xiaomei is naturally willing to endorse foreign brand. As for the size of the company, it's not a problem.

"I think about it, there are Mosgino and Jenia." Mario casually reported two brands.

Although Mario just reported it casually, she made Yang Xiaomei's heart beat wildly, and her pretty face turned red and charming because of her excitement.

Oh my God, these are all luxury brands that Italy is famous in the world. They are all luxury brands that only first-tier international celebrities or models have the opportunity to represent. If I can take on advertising agents for these brands, then I will soon become popular in China. No, who is Mr. Mario in the world? How come there are so many companies under his name?

"I also invest in making movies in Hollywood. If Miss Yang is interested, we can also talk about making movies." Before Mario's previous words, Yang Xiaomei had time to digest, he threw out another important news.

"Mario, I support Miss Yang in Hollywood to make movies, but I don't want Miss Yang to meet someone like Mr. Scola in Hollywood." Seeing Mario trying to please him, Xia Yunjie seemed to want to promote Yang Xiaomei to become a world star now. However, Hollywood is in the United States and is another country, Xia Yunjie is still a little worried that Yang Xiaomei will suffer as a loss tonight.

Seeing that Xia Yunjie cared about him, Yang Xiaomei couldn't help but look at him with gratitude and tenderness. When Mario heard this, she immediately showed a serious and respectful expression and said, "Mr. Xia, don't worry, I will warn the Americans. With your ability, you should know that we are also very powerful in the United States."

Xia Yunjie mentioned casually that he certainly knew that the power of the mafia spreads all over the world, especially in the United States, which is even more terrifying. For example, the world-famous movie "The Godfather" is actually a microcosm of the mafia family in the United States in real life. Since Xia Yunjie saw through his face that Mario was extremely powerful in Italy, and seeing him specifically mention Hollywood, he could naturally guess that he should have unusual relationships and power in the United States.

Xia Yunjie was not surprised at all, but Yang Xiaomei became more and more frightened as she heard it. She could not imagine what Mario was in front of her. His power could actually extend to the United States. Of course, what Yang Xiaomei couldn't understand the most was Xia Yunjie's identity. With her limited imagination, she could not imagine how a young man from China could make such a powerful Italian be so respectful in front of him.

"That's good. You can negotiate with Miss Yang for specific matters. The main thing is to respect Miss Yang's wishes." Xia Yunjie nodded without comment and said.

"Of course," Mario hurriedly said.

After saying that, Mario raised his cup tactfully to Xia Yunjie and Miss Yang and said, "Since that's the case, I will make an appointment with Miss Yang to discuss cooperation. Now I won't bother you. I wish you a wonderful night in Rome."

"Okay." Xia Yunjie raised his glass.

The three of them touched the glass, and after falling out of the glass, Mario got up and took Scola to leave.

Xia Yunjie called them at this time and said to Mario first: "Mr. Mario, I should be free from 8:00 to 8:30 tomorrow morning, so you can come to my room."

Since he was so enthusiastic and happened to check in to his hotel, it was a matter of fate. Xia Yunjie didn't want to look too petty, so he just saved the people to the end.

Mario was waiting for this sentence of Xia Yunjie. He is now at the peak of his life and career, so he naturally doesn't want to leave this world of flower too early. Now that Xia Yunjie finally let go, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Thank you, Mr. Xia, I will wait in front of your door on time tomorrow."

Xia Yunjie nodded, then looked at Scola and said lightly: "Scola, there is a saying among Chinese people that death penalty can be avoided from being alive. Although because of Miss Yang's plea, you can stay away from bed for the rest of your life, I am really disgusted with your previous behavior, so I suggest that you should not touch women in the past five years, especially Chinese women."

As he said that, Xia Yunjie's finger seemed to bounce casually, he continued, "Now you can leave."

"Thank you, Mr. Xia, Miss Yang, goodbye." Scola bowed respectfully, then followed Mario away from the terrace with a look of confusion.

He couldn't understand what Xia Yunjie said just now. Since he had let him go, what was it meant not to touch a woman within five years? Can he know whether he touched a woman or not?

Only Mario knew the meaning of Xia Yunjie's words. After leaving the terrace, he looked at Scola's wrinkled old face with pitiful eyes and asked, "Scola, how old are you this year?"

"Sixty-five years old." Scola looked at Mario inexplicably like a monk who couldn't touch his head.

He couldn't figure out how a big man like Mario suddenly cared about his age.

"This year, sixty-five years old, plus five years, that's seventy years old. I doubt whether your thing can still be hard after five years of use," Mario shook his head.

"Mr. Mario, what do you mean?" Scolla asked in greater confusion.

"You go and try it out now. You will understand what I mean. I hope I misunderstood Mr. Xia's meaning, otherwise I can only mourn you in advance." Mario patted Scola's shoulder unaidedly and said.

After saying that, Mario walked towards the hotel's dedicated elevator that directly leads to the top floor presidential suite.

Although Scola is sixty-five years old, he is still as passionate about bed sports as he was when he was young. Hunting beauties from all over the world is his hobby. It is hard for him to imagine what kind of desolate situation his life would become if he could not engage in this passionate sport one day. So as soon as Mario left, Scola immediately drove back to his villa in Rome. When he returned to his villa, two extremely hot-shaped blond beauties were already lying in his room, and his two snow-white bodies had begun to fall in love.

When the two blonde beauties saw Scola come back, they immediately crawled off the bed with naked and sexy bodies. One took off Scola's clothes, the other squatted down and zipped Scola's pants, then opened his mouth and sucked his soft and deflated thing in his mouth.

If there were Italians at this time, they would definitely recognize these two blonde beauties as famous Italian fashion models.

"Dear, are your little brother too tired, seemingly listless?" The blonde beauty sucked and teased for a long time. Scora didn't even get up and couldn't help but make a joke.

"Maybe I'm too tired, just like this tonight. I want to have a good rest." Scola said, holding back the fear in his heart.

"Oh, dear Scola, you can enjoy our performance next to you. I think you will soon be as full of energy as a young man." The blonde beauty who squatted and raised her butt to help Scola suck with her ass threw a charming and teasing look at Scola, then stood up and hugged another blonde beauty, stretched out her bright red tongue to tease her nipples.

"Stinker bitch, get out of here immediately. I don't need it tonight." Scola was so scared that he could not tell the difference between the two models. Finally, he couldn't help but roar at the two almost hysterically, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

Although Scola was as obedient as his grandson in front of Mario, he was a well-deserved master in the fashion industry. In Italy and the world, there were countless models who wanted to get along with him, so when he roared, the two models immediately ran out of his room naked in their clothes.

After the two models ran out of the room, Scola looked down at his little brother who was still dejected under his crotch, with panic in his eyes. At this time, he certainly understood the true meaning of Xia Yunjie saying that not touching women within five years, and also understood why Mario respected that young Chinese man so much.

He is not a human at all, he is a demon from hell
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