Super Rich: Get Rich and Become Beautiful, the Queen Dominates the World

Dior autumn and winter show begins.

The scene was crowded with people. The media reporters carried spears and cannons and aimed them at the famous celebrities. Many fans cheered and cheered outside the venue.

The celebrities walked through the red carpet, while other invited amateurs walked through another aisle.

A big show brings together well-known celebrities from all over the world, and there are also small stars who try their best to get invitations and watch the show on the red carpet.

When Huo Yan appeared, the cheers of the fans outside the stadium were even more deafening and emotional.

"Huo Yan, Je t'aime [I love you]!"

"Huo Yan, look here!"

He was wearing a blue suit, with a tall and tall figure, a golden rose brooch on his chest, and a men's business watch on his exposed wrist.

Facing the cameras of the media reporters, Huo Yan raised his hand to greet everyone calmly and with ease, with a smile on his face that looked like it was carefully carved by God.

When Qin Yin and others rushed to the scene, what they saw was such a sensational scene.

Shen Linxi and the translator were waiting outside, while Qin Yin said goodbye to Lin Jiaying and walked towards another passage.

Go inside the show and sit down.

Qin Yin's position is not too far forward but not too far back. She can see the scenery of the show very well from the second row.

"Yinyin, you are so beautiful today."

Fu Youyao sat down in the first row.

The Fu family in Hong Kong City has been rich for several generations and has developed into a truly famous family. They spend countless amounts of money on major luxury brands every year. Everyone sitting in the first row looks at them and they are all rich women.

Qin Yin smiled and spoke.

"Yao Yao is also radiant."

The few Chinese people who were invited around saw the two outstanding beauties exchanging commercial compliments and couldn't help but sigh that the beauties really got together to play together.

Qin Yin was wearing a red dress embroidered with large flowers. The neckline was slightly exposed, and the white mountain peaks were vaguely exposed. Her long black slightly curly hair was scattered casually, and she was holding a Hermès diamond-encrusted Himalayan in her hand. Birkin bag.

She has a lazy and noble temperament, flaming red lips, and her face looks extraordinarily gorgeous under the makeup. She is no less attractive sitting next to a foreigner with deep facial features.

"..."

Fu Zhen and Shen Baozhu entered the show and took their seats.

When Shen Baozhu saw the bag Qin Yin was holding, the expression on her face was a little unhappy. She didn't make any fuss in public and sat down quietly.

Time is approaching.

The big show begins.

The first female model to appear was tall and tall, wearing a skirt that incorporated Chinese ethnic elements, a fur coat and a top hat, holding a long pipe in her hand, and she had a revelatory temperament.

"This dress is beautiful."

“The designer is very thoughtful and the Chinese elements he incorporates give the overall design a refreshing feel.”

"I heard that the designer of this show's theme is an upstart in Dior's design. He has set off a new fashion trend in Paris with his personal strength."

"As a side note, designer Yolink's previous girlfriends are all famous beauties, from Hollywood to model circles in various countries..."

Sitting around were wealthy ladies and celebrities, as well as male and female celebrities invited to watch the show. Several people whispered about the designer of this themed show.

Qin Yin felt like she was outside, and she attracted countless gazes just by sitting there. Some reporters who wanted to take photos of celebrities were attracted to her instead.

Backstage, a man in a suit with blond hair fell on Qin Yin.

His facial features are deeper than those of Chinese people, and his outstanding appearance seems to be a three-dimensional model.

"Oh, the beautiful lady in the red dress gave me new inspiration. After the show, I want to invite her to be my muse."

The assistant followed his gaze.

Well, it is indeed beautiful.

It's a bit of a headache to think about this designer's style.

Each of Yolink's muses eventually became boyfriend and girlfriend.

His enthusiasm also dissipated very quickly. After completing the design and dissipating his enthusiasm, he would compensate the woman with a lot of resources every time.

…

The autumn and winter show is over.

Interested rich women went to the VIP room to make reservations. Yolink had to be interviewed by reporters and could only watch Qin Yin stand up and walk towards the VIP room.

She booked a few clothes that she liked, and when she walked out of the show, she happened to meet Huo Yan, who had dyed blue hair, and the two walked together.

"Brother Huo Yan!"

A delicate female voice sounded from behind.

Shen Baozhu followed up panting. She couldn't restrain the depression she was holding when she saw Qin Yin, and spoke a little bit strangely.

"Brother Yan, you are a big star, so be careful. Be careful that some people come close to you, but they are just trying to step on you to get the upper hand."

Shen Baozhu didn’t know Qin Yin’s identity, so when he saw herWith her gorgeous looks, I thought she was a little star in the entertainment industry, a canary raised by some big shot.

Without waiting for Qin Yin to answer.

Huo Yan's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Don't say she doesn't need my help. Even if she really has ulterior motives, I will willingly bend down and let her step on my back and stand on the top of a higher mountain."

His eyes were dark, and his dazzling blue hair looked even more bewitching under the sunlight, like a siren coming out of the deep sea.

"Are you yelling at me for someone you don't know?"

Shen Baozhu felt aggrieved and angry.

The outside world didn't know Huo Yan's identity and only regarded him as a top performer in the music industry, but Shen Baozhu knew that Huo Yan was the youngest son of the richest man, the Huo family.

Her younger uncle Shen Simon and Uncle Huo were childhood friends, so Shen Baozhu often went to Huo's house to play, and her feelings for Huo Yan gradually changed from a sweetheart to an object of admiration.

Fu Zhen knew what she was thinking, but Fu Zhen was not particularly satisfied with Huo Yan. Instead, she hoped that Shen Baozhu could marry Brother Huo, who inherited the family business.

"I'm not familiar with her, but are you familiar with her?"

"Ahem..."

Huo Yan's straight statement made Qin Yin cough, and she could feel that the little girl's heart was broken.

Shen Baozhu, who was now stimulated, looked at Qin Yin even more unkindly. If it weren't for the fear of losing his identity in the crowd, he would have cursed in anger.

Qin Yin straightened her hair that was messed up by the wind, and lightly opened her lips painted in a retro red color.

"I don't know if someone stepped on him to get into the position, but I certainly didn't need to."

She stood in the sea of ​​people, beautiful and sassy, ​​as if she was an elegant beauty walking out of an oil painting.

"Baozhu, come here."

Fu Zhen, who had just walked out, saw her daughter coming up to stand with Huo Yan and Qin Yin. The smile on her lips weakened by two points, and her voice could not help but be tinged with seriousness.

Shen Baozhu was a little afraid of her mother's expression, so she glared at Qin Yin and returned to Fu Zhen.

"A big star, so unsympathetic?"

Qin Yin looked at Huo Yan jokingly.

"Who told her to keep her mouth shut?"

He shrugged.

Every time Fu Zhen looks at him, there is a hint of disgust in her eyes. Do you really think he is blind and can't see it?

"Director Qin."

Shen Linxi and the translator came forward.

A few people chatted for a while and were about to leave. At this time, a handsome blond man walked behind them.

"Bonjour, mademoiselle."

[Hello, miss. ]

Fluent French rang in my ears.