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Chapter 334

At this moment, there is no moon in the sky, only thick clouds.

Paris, France, inside the castle of the Moran family!

"Beep..." Audley gently pressed the button in her hand, picked up the microphone calmly and dialed a strange number.

She never delayed her promise to help her friends. Besides, this was Xiao Feng's business. She saved her life and was also her confidante.

"Hey! Are you?" After a few seconds of searching, a sound came from the opposite side. There was a hint of impatience in the sound. After all, it was already eight o'clock at this moment. Most of them were resting at this time.

"I... it's Audrey Moran, the Moran family!" Hearing the other party's voice, Audrey was slow and his seductive red lips gently started. While speaking, the other hand drew a tiny circle on the table.

"Hmm?!What...who do you say you are?" The group of men who were originally going to lean on the sofa and take a nap were stunned. A look of astonishment flashed through their eyes, almost scared. They asked immediately.

He is confirming!

After all, the Moran family is the second largest family in the four major families in Paris, France. This is both black and white, and there are two big figures in the family that are in charge of the French parliament. In addition, the underground power of the Moran family is even more powerful!

As the lady of the Moran family, Audrey has been circulated outside and has become the heir of the Moran family. He will call himself directly... Who will be at ease with whom?

He is just a famous clothing tycoon! Even if he has a certain prestige and a certain status in the French clothing industry. However, he is not as confident as to let Miss Audrey talk to the phone in person.

"Well... I am!" As if he felt the other party being frightened, Audrey nodded calmly, and did not speak out like other big family ladies.

"hiss!"

After confirmation, Mark took a breath of air conditioning instantly and became dull!

The future heir of the Moran family is looking for him... What is he trying to do? Could he ask himself to design clothes for her? This can be completely rewarded by the people under his command!

"Ahem...Master Mark, I heard that Paris is holding a fashion competition now?" As if he was shocked by the other party, Audrey didn't say much, and said straight to the point of answering Mark's call.

"Yes! What's wrong? Miss Audrey." After hearing this, Mark was frightened and afraid of neglecting Audrey, so he immediately responded. While responding, he stood up and sat upright.

"Well, one of my friends is Xiao Feng. You may not know this. Their works are very good, but because they provoked Mr. Louis." At this point, Audrey paused slightly and his voice became cold.

"I heard that you gave my friend a minimum score in the whole game?"

After saying that, Audrey quietly waited for Mark's answer. He was not talking.

"What?!"

"Miss Audrey, please spare me!"

When Mark was so scared that he was about to sue Audrey. He knelt down through the phone and made a slight sound. The floor was smashed to the ground.

It’s not that he deliberately made a show! It’s that the power of the Moran family is too great! It makes him have no choice but to be there. Not to mention him, even a tycoon in the entire clothing industry, a master who resounds throughout the world. The Moran family says killing! Just four words, you will definitely die!

At this moment, he didn't expect too much. He just hoped to make up for his mistakes. In addition to fear, he said carefully.

"Miss Audrey, I'll deal with this matter now. I will definitely satisfy you and feel at ease."

"Well! Go, I know you will handle it." Hearing Mark's begging and sincere promise, Audrey nodded. After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Xiao Feng! Don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter." Seeing the dark clouds and moon walking out of the outside, Audrey murmured thoughtfully. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and love.

"Oh, ah... don't worry, Miss Audley!" After receiving Audley's affirmation, he explained. Mark was about to be amnesty and kept responding to the phone, even though Audley had hung up the phone.

"Damn it! The bastard...who did it? Who did it for me?"

The next moment, a dull sound broke out in the lounge.

Mark was angry! If Audrey was not Audrey's subjective wish today, he would have to deal with this matter. He would definitely be in a different position.

"Who's the special! Doudu..." As the decision-maker of the organizer, Mark cursed coldly and immediately called all the referees. He wanted to call the group of people and ask, "Who is so stupid!" He almost lost his life.

After receiving the call, the general manager in charge of the scene directly stopped the game. Then he respectfully called Adolf and ten referees to Mark's room.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, Mark was waiting for everyone with a gloomy face. He had just picked up a cup of coffee when the knock on the door rang.

"Come in!"

When Mark heard the person coming, he spoke coldly and said indifferently.

"Crack!"

The door was pushed open. Ten people, led by Adolf, walked in in confusion and sat in front of Mark.

"Get out!"

"Who asked you to sit down? Do you know what good things have been done by all ten of you?" Seeing this group of people come in, she sat down and looked at herself innocently, as if she shouldn't have asked them to come. Mark's face was extremely hard to see and he spoke out angrily.

"Mark! Is this your attitude towards us masters who were invited to come?" As a master, Adolf stood up and glared at Mark. He wanted to ask for an explanation. Why did he insult himself as soon as he came in!

Seeing this, the others stood up and glared at Mark!

"Ask me your attitude! What about you? Look at yourself! You guys get out of here! I'm going to be cheated to death by you. Who asked you to give Mr. Su the lowest score for the fashion show? Ah?" Seeing everyone getting up and facing him, Mark was almost angry. He pointed directly at the tip of Adolf and others' noses, and cursed.

"I tell you! Mr. Su Moran family! Miss Audrey's friend. I also saw the clothes designed by others just now. They were the best in the whole audience. But you gave the lowest score! You are looking for death! Do you know, Miss Audrey called me just now..."

"What?!" Before Mark could finish his words, Adolf and others were stunned for a moment.

"Plop!"

"mark!"

"Master Mark!"

"Master Mark"

"You must save us! We don't want to die!" Then, Adolf and the other ten knelt down on the ground, rushing toward Mark, all of them as white as paper. At this moment, they just wanted to survive.

I just want to see that the situation can be restored through Mark! Otherwise, what awaits them will be death! The Moran family killed people like a lot, and they are the only ones to say! Every Frenchman has a deep understanding.

"Okay. Look at your appearance. Let me get up. There should be no final result announced now, right? In this way, I will announce the final result. Let Mr. Su's clothes become the first... In this way, we can save room." Seeing everyone's appearance, Mark spoke helplessly.

This can not only save them, but also save yourself!

"No!"

"Yes, yes!"

“Whatever Master Mark says is what you say.”

"We will take Mr. Mark as the basis!"

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief and their voices trembled.

...

The hall was filled with people.

Everyone was talking about what happened suddenly just now, and the ten international referees were directly left by relevant personnel. However, they did not explain the reason. This made them guess.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the competition? Or... in short, rumors are everywhere!

"Clean, please calm down. Because something happened temporarily. Our ten referees have already discussed this issue. I believe the result will be released soon." The host looked at the chaotic venue and couldn't help frowning and explained.

"Look! It's out." Suddenly, someone spoke in surprise.

"It's finally here!" Looking at Adolf, Ma Long and others walked out together. Everyone was surprised. The organizer and the referee came out together. What were they discussing?

"Cough cough cough... I'm so embarrassed to wait for a long time." Ma Long walked directly to the hosting station and looked around for a while. His eyes fell on Su Xuelin. Then he spoke softly.

"Of course, there is a reason why we let everyone wait. Because our Paris Fashion Festival fashion show competition is internationally famous. It has fairness, justice and authority."

"But, because of the negligence of our staff, our referees had some accidents and the rating was wrong! So, after our joint discussion and joint resolution, the championship of this fashion show was passed!"

Speaking of this, Ma Long looked at the audience again.

"Really? That's great!"

"Sure enough, I just said... How could I call President Su so low!"

"We were not disappointed." Hearing this, everyone below was amazed and appreciated the decision of feeding Ma Long.

"Really?" Behind the audience, he heard the words from Ma Long above. Su Xuelin's beautiful eyes shone with an unbelievable light.

"Next! I, the organizer of this time, Ma Long, will read the first place in this Paris Fashion Festival model costume show to everyone... He is," said this, Ma Long looked around for a week and finally set his eyes on where Su Xuelin and Xiao Feng are.
Chapter completed!
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