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Chapter 168 Fierce Competition, Additional Targets, The Beauty of the East (6K)

At 10:30 pm local time, someone knocked on the door.

When the door opened, he saw a gorgeously dressed Carolina standing at the door. She was wearing a purple silk dress, the folds were gently swaying, and her figure was charming and soft.Wearing high heels, her steps are light and elegant. Her long hair that hangs around her shoulders has just been blow-dried. The slightly curly hair exudes a charming fragrance. Her lips are smeared with bean paste color lipstick, making her lips more plump and attractive.

Apparently, she took advantage of this time to dress up.

"Can I come in? Sir." She said slightly nervously. She had never experienced such a thing before.

Charlie stepped aside so that she could enter the room, and he closed the door.

"You're going to like this drink." Charlie handed her a glass of whiskey.

Carolina took the square wine glass, took a sip of the dark brown wine, and immediately coughed from choking.

Charlie sat next to her with a glass of wine, and Carolina silently put her hand on Charlie's leg. She knew what she was doing here tonight.

Charlie grabbed her waist and played with her waist.

Carolina gave a warning and let Charlie go.

"Do you hope to develop in the United States?"

"Of course sir, it's my dream."

For an ordinary young Mexican girl, it is a great honor to develop in Hollywood in the United States, and she knows that the man in front of her can easily help her accomplish this.

"In addition, I can also get you into the top five in this competition."

"Really?" Carolina's breathing became heavy, her eyes became more and more blurred, and a faint blush leaked from her wheat-colored cheeks.

"Of course." Charlie raised her chin slightly.

"You look good in this dress, keep it on."

"But this is my evening gown for the competition."

"I'll buy you a new one then."

While the fierce fighting was going on, there was another knock on the door.

Carolina immediately covered her mouth.

There was a dozen knocks on the door, as if he thought Charlie was asleep, and then the person outside the door left.

"You told someone about my room?" Charlie looked at Carolina suspiciously.

Carolina shook her head quickly: "I never told anyone, and I came here secretly."

Apart from Douglas, only a handful of staff members knew their rooms.

Who could be knocking on the door in the middle of the night?Couldn't it be a certain beauty?

Unable to think of a reason, Charlie turned his attention to Carolina, who was currently dripping with sweat.

"Do you still want to continue?"

"Yeah." Carolina snorted.

"What do you mean?"

"I..." Carolina closed her eyes tightly and said loudly.

·
In the morning, Charlie was woken up by a phone call.

The caller was from Artis. It was still evening in the United States and she should have just gotten off work.

"How's your Paradise Convention going?" Artisy called the Miss World pageant.

"I see your buttocks are itchy again."

"Go to hell. When will you come back? There are still several appointment documents that need to be signed by you."

"If I can't go back soon, you can sign it on my behalf."

"I knew you must have been so fascinated by bikini beauties on a tropical island that you couldn't find your way."

"He is more knowledgeable than you."

"Come on, you just like fire sticks."

"Do you need me to send you a photo for comparison?"

"Holy cow, Satan, it's time for me to hang up."

Throwing the phone aside, Charlie fed Carolina another breakfast while she was sleeping.

She murmured half asleep, her soul freed by the strong body of Charlie.

Near noon, Carolina came out of the bathroom, lifted up the hem of her skirt, and saw a lot of dirt stained on the inside. In desperation, she chose to put it on.

Charlie leaned on the bed and just looked at her.

Carolina Moran is 1.7 meters tall, with a tall figure, a slender waist, and the plumpness and unrestrainedness unique to America.

"Then, do I need to come over tonight?" She asked while finishing her hair.

"I will contact you in advance." Charlie did not agree directly.

Yesterday, he accepted interviews with the media. Today, Charlie was quite leisurely. Not long after Carolina left, he went downstairs to dine alone. Due to time constraints, there were not many people in the restaurant at this time.

How about wandering around the resort to see if there is anyone else you can discover?
With this thought in mind, Charlie left the restaurant, but did not notice that a figure with black hair had followed him.

After a while, a very broken English came from behind.

"Sir, you're not Charlie Rossi, are you?"

Charlie turned around and saw a sweet Asian face, not Zhang Zilin. Her accent sounded like a woman from Little Book or Bangzi Country.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Lee Sung-hye." She quickly came over and shook hands with Charlie.

"Miss Korea?"

"Yes, I didn't expect you to know me." She raised her hand to cover her mouth, with an unstoppable smile on her face.

Can it be remembered by the executive chairman of the organizing committee?What a privilege.

Could it be that he was caught knocking on his door last night?
Last night, she noticed Charlie, a young and handsome white man, as if he had just stepped out of the TV. This made her heart flutter. She wanted to strike up a conversation, but was snatched away by a brown-skinned woman. There was nothing she could do. Next, she learned where Charlie lived through the media in her country, and took the initiative to knock on the door at night.

"Come on." Charlie turned around.Maybe it’s because the country’s entertainment industry is developed, or maybe people with obvious signs of plastic surgery are excluded. In short, the country is not popular in the field of beauty pageants.

In a country that lacks cultural heritage, it is difficult to have temperamental beauties. Women from great countries may not be good at this aspect. They are exquisite, but they are often forgotten soon after seeing them.

Looking back at history, there is no Miss World who is not stunning at first glance but also attractive enough.

After all, there is a Mexican market in Carolina, and the American girl in front of him is worthless in his eyes.

"Please wait a moment, you are on a tour, I can act as your tour guide." Li Chenghui seized the opportunity and said.

She waited in the restaurant from morning until noon, and finally met Charlie. She quietly followed him out of the restaurant. When she saw him wandering around aimlessly alone, she took the opportunity to speak.

"Do you recognize this street sign?" Charlie pointed to the iron sign next to him.

Li Chenghui shook his head.

"So why don't I find a local tour guide?" Charlie walked away.

But she was like a plaster, always following Charlie, and looking for opportunities to talk to Charlie from time to time.

In addition to Charlie's key identity, his young and handsome appearance also made Li Chenghui's heart beat.

"My skin is as white as white people. We Asian women are very gentle. Do you want to try it?"

Charlie's pace became faster and faster, and Li Chenghui's pace also accelerated, always following Charlie closely.

Why is she more exaggerated than a street girl?After all, Carolina still knows how to apologize, but this person doesn’t even have any pretense?

Charlie saw a security guard in a black suit not far ahead, and immediately walked up.

"Stop this woman behind you, she's harassing me."

With the help of security personnel, she was finally stopped.

"Mr. Charlie, I will always be waiting for you, I love you."

As she left, Charlie could still hear her speaking loudly in broken English.

Crazy woman.

After throwing off the plaster and passing through the majestic dome connecting the two buildings, Charlie saw a pavilion in the distance overlooking the beach and seaside. From a distance, he saw many foreign beauties sitting there.

"Hey, beautiful ladies, how was your stay last night? Is there anything you're not satisfied with?" Charlie said to the beauties.

His appearance immediately caused a strong response, and everyone present stood up.

"I had a good rest last night. Thank you to the organizing committee for providing this good place." said the blond woman on the left.

In fact, this was also included in the budget. Charlie didn't pay a penny. With local help, the price given by the hotel was also very favorable.

"My name is Abigail McCully from New Jersey." The lady on the left is also from the United States. Of course she knows Charlie, and she couldn't contain her excitement and announced her home address.

"I know you, this year's United States beauty pageant champion." Charlie smiled.

For Americans, Charlie didn't feel so new in his heart.

"This is Anne Huyang from Sweden, and this is Christina Ruier from Austria." McCully then introduced the two white people around her.

"You are welcome to come."

They greeted Charlie separately.

"This lady is..." Charlie looked at Yan and pointed at the two more attractive women in the distance, who were obviously beauties from South America.

One of them immediately came over eagerly, his high heels making a crisp clicking sound on the wooden board.

"Valles Casabo. I'm from Ecuador. You are so handsome. When I saw you last night, I thought you were a contestant in the men's group." She showed her white teeth when she smiled.

"Claudia Suarez, Miss Venezuela, you impress me," said another woman with light blond hair.

The thick makeup could not hide the collagen on their faces.

"How old are you two?" Charlie asked curiously.

"This is not a polite question, but in order to prevent you from going back to check, let me just say that I am 21 years old." Wassler responded with a smile, she is a humorous woman.

"I am 20 years old, sir." Claudia said slightly implicitly.

The shelf life of women's appearance is inherently short, and for foreign women who look older, the golden age for participating in beauty pageants is only two or three years.

"It's okay, I just strolled around and saw everyone here, their footsteps seemed to be filled with lead, and everyone chatted casually." Charlie smiled, and then pulled out the plastic chair and sat under the gazebo.

Seeing this, several women around him also sat at the table with Charlie.

They don't have to get close, but if they leave voluntarily, they may leave a bad impression. This price is obviously not something they can bear.

"Sir, where are we going to participate in the event tomorrow?" McCully asked impatiently.

"The specific location, there are professional staff to arrange, play, take pictures, it's that simple."

"Even if you don't get the ranking, it's good to be able to play." Wassler responded happily.

"You are too humble, maybe you can win the championship?" Charlie looked at her and said.

"You're flattering me, I don't dare to hope for that." She said as she touched Claudia next to her with her elbow, signaling for her to say more.

"Mr. Charlie, who do you think is the prettiest among them?" Claudia thought for a long time and then asked.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little embarrassed. It was obvious that she didn't seem to be good at chatting.

"Obviously this is a difficult question to answer. Everyone has different beauty. Only in this way can we explain the gold content of this year's Miss World title." Charlie blocked the question.

Chatting with everyone made Charlie feel relaxed. The beauties here were relatively reserved. This is the temperament that a beauty pageant champion should have.

As for Li Chenghui, it looks like an accident.

"By the way, why didn't you see the Chinese contestant? The locals mentioned her to me yesterday." In order to avoid everyone's suspicion, Charlie deliberately asked casually.

Unfortunately, no one present knew Zhang Zilin's whereabouts.

To say what Charlie wants, it is naturally to find new people for the brokerage company. Now he already has several potential targets, such as Vasler and Claudia in front of him.

South America is rich in beauties, which can be seen from the number of beauty pageant champions.The vast majority of South Americans are mixed races of various bloodlines.It has both the dignity and elegance of white people, and the unique enthusiasm of Latin America.

In addition to the beauty brought by genetic advantages, it also contains cruel historical truth.Slightly different from slavery in North America, the colonial history of South America was all forged with blood and tears. The male aborigines were almost wiped out, leaving only women.

"Beauties, please forgive me, I still have some matters to deal with, so I have to leave first." After the conversation was almost over, Charlie stood up to leave.

The beauties watched Charlie leave, and when his figure disappeared around the corner, they immediately began to discuss it.

"This man is quite handsome." Anne Hu Yang from Sweden folded her hands on the side of her face and couldn't help but sigh.

"To become executive chairman at such a young age, the future is limitless." Wassler also echoed.

It should be said that Charlie Rossi is very well-known in the United States, but not many people know it abroad. One is that he has risen too fast and has little contact outside the United States. Second, he is not a star himself. As a boss, his exposure is naturally lower. Moreover, it was only 07, and social media was not popular.

"This man is famous in the United States. He is an elite in the financial field. He later joined the entertainment industry and invested in many movies and reality shows." When talking about Charlie Rossi, McCully immediately began to introduce him.

"It's amazing." Claudia exclaimed.

"What is this? You know, stock god, right? It's just his defeated general."

Everyone suddenly realized that although they didn't know much about finance, at least one thing was certain about being able to defeat the stock god.

He must be very rich!
"What's even more powerful is that he once broke into the lair of a criminal group and single-handedly rescued many illegal immigrants who were treated as slaves."

"It's exactly like the lone hero in the movie." said Christina from Austria.

"The movie is all staged, but this is a real hero." McCully added.

For a time, all the beauties present imagined the specific scene of Charlie's fierce battle with the criminal group, and had a new understanding of him.

In addition to being surprised and sighing, I was even more enamored and even a little admired. After all, there are so few outstanding, young and rich men like this, and they are from the United States. I heard that you can earn tens of thousands a month washing dishes there. , but much better than the so-called rich people in their own country.

"And he also has his own agency, and has made many celebrities famous, and they have all appeared in Spielberg's movies. This is the center of Hollywood. Guess what he came here to be the executive of a beauty contest? ?” McCully told another piece of news.

"Maybe, after the game, one of us will sign a contract with his company."

It should be said that all the young girls present do not have the dream of becoming a star. This last sentence completely set off the emotions of all the beauties present.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Wassler said with some annoyance, regretting that he didn't chat more with Charlie Rossi just now.

"He just stared at me intentionally or unintentionally." Claudia said silently, her face suddenly turned red, and she couldn't help feeling a little happy and nervous.

"Who doesn't want to join Hollywood?" Anne Hu Yang looked around at all the beauties present and felt that in addition to the simple competition, everyone had another goal.

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Charlie, who returned to the hotel, didn't know that he had become the focus of the discussion. At this moment, his mind was completely on Zhang Zilin, so he simply called Douglas directly.

"Can you contact Zhang Zilin now?"

"Of course. Do you want to see her? I'll ask her to come find you. Where are you?" Douglas agreed.

Charlie was in the lobby of the hotel at the moment. After thinking about it, he said: "Ask her to come to my room."

"Okay, sir, I'll make arrangements right away."

After hanging up the phone, Charlie returned to the room. About 20 minutes later, Zhang Zilin arrived.

When Charlie opened the door, he even felt a sense of oppression. This young girl was really tall, even taller than Gisele Bundchen and Taylor.

She smiled slightly shyly, stretched out her slender arm, and shook hands with Charlie.

"how tall are you?"

"182 centimeters." Zhang Zilin didn't expect that the young executive would ask herself this question as soon as she opened her mouth, so she quickly answered.

"Are you sure?" Charlie asked again.

"It might actually be higher, maybe 185 centimeters." She said helplessly.

People with shorter heights tend to falsely report their heights, but for people like her who have always asked strangers when they met for the first time since childhood: "Girl, you are so tall, why don't you play basketball?" Just report less height.

"Understood, please come in." Charlie stepped aside, and this action was almost exactly the same as last night.

But the Eastern girl's reaction was completely different from Carolina's.

"I...I won't go in." She thought for a while and shook her head firmly.

"That's okay. Why don't we go to the elevator to chat? There are sofas there for people to rest." Charlie followed without embarrassing her.

"Okay." Zhang Zilin nodded quickly.

Although she is very tall, Zhang Zilin's movements are very gentle. When walking in the corridor, she folds her hands in front of her. She has also specially trained her sitting posture. She puts her legs together and leans to one side, placing her hands between her thighs. All the flight attendants do that.

"I came here mainly to get to know the players. I have already talked to many of them."

"So, this is part of the competition?" She immediately said nervously.

"It's not that formal. The game hasn't started yet, so don't be nervous. I'm just chatting casually."

After Charlie finished speaking, Zhang Zilin immediately lost control of her expression. She was stunned for a moment before coming back to her senses. She covered her mouth with her hand to hide her surprised expression.

"You speak Chinese very fluently."

"I am very obsessed with Eastern culture, so I also taught myself Chinese. In fact, besides official business, I have some selfish reasons for calling you here."

"I understand." Zhang Zilin nodded.

In fact, her English is not good at all. Before being interviewed by foreign media, she had to memorize what she had to say in advance. Even so, she still had problems when she improvised.

"As far as I know, a beauty from China has never won an international beauty pageant. Are you confident in making history?"

"I will work harder. Next year is the Olympics, and this year we will hold competitions in China. This is a good opportunity." Zhang Zilin also thought about this problem and responded very honestly.He showed determination without getting carried away.

Her answer made Charlie very satisfied.

"Yes, this is the correct attitude. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just mention it to me. As long as it is not a matter of principle, I will try my best to help you solve it."

"Thank you from the bottom of my heart." Zhang Zilin was a little flattered.

The handsome Westerner in front of her spoke fluent Chinese. This alone made her feel friendly.

I didn't expect to be willing to help myself like this.

Originally, Zhang Zilin thought he was a hard-to-reach guy, but now it seems that he is very kind and even gentle.

Meeting such a person is probably due to my luck.

"Sorry." She blushed at herself, "I will cherish the opportunity you gave me."

"You're welcome. If you have any requests, just ask me. Otherwise, you'll be out of touch."

"Well... can you provide me with an English translator?" Zhang Zilin expressed her thoughts.

This sentence reminded Charlie.

During the finals, her stumbling English speech was still fresh in my memory. In addition to being nervous, her English was indeed not very good.

"You don't need an English translator, but you need an English teacher. It's better to teach someone to fish than to teach someone to fish."

"You're right. I didn't expect you to know so much about Chinese culture." Zhang Zilin smiled sheepishly.

"Since I know so much about Chinese culture, you have to come to me every night these days and I will assess your English learning progress. This is not about friendship, but a serious competition test." Charlie said suddenly .

"I..." Zhang Zilin felt like she had fallen into a trap.

"You must know that fluent English is a basic requirement for Miss World. You have such good appearance, you can't let this little thing knock you down, right?" Charlie said again.

"How is that possible? Your supervision will give me enough motivation." Zhang Zilin immediately agreed without hesitation.

For young people, the provocative method is often the best.

"Then it's settled." Charlie nodded.

(End of this chapter)