The girls heard Simon's explanation and looked at the graffiti on Nadja Auermann's long legs. Their eyes instantly filled with a wave of envy.
The channels for fame in the modeling industry were actually quite narrow.
You either attached yourself to singers or movie stars, or became someone's muse. Only with this kind of "foundation" for fame would agencies be willing to push you hard, and fashion magazines would gladly feature you on the cover. Otherwise, in this world, there were simply too many girls with decent conditions. Wasting time on a mere vase who only had looks and figure was very likely to result in more loss than gain.
Model agencies, after all, also needed to make money.
The gimmick that Elite agency had customized for Nadja Auermann, the Guinness World Record for the longest legs in the modeling industry, was ultimately just a gimmick.
Now, the "leg spirit" personally praised by Simon Westeros was entirely different.
If this title got out, it would definitely be eye-catching countless times more than a Guinness World Record for longest legs that couldn't stand up to much scrutiny.
As the person concerned, Nadja Auermann knew even better the meaning behind the few simple graffiti Simon Westeros had drawn on her legs.
Seeing Yasmeen Ghauri on Simon's other side about to reach over, worried it would smudge, Nadja Auermann raised her hand and swatted it away, warning, "Don't touch."
Yasmin Ghauri did indeed have some small ideas. After being swatted back, she immediately looked at Simon with pleading eyes and said, "Simon, can you draw one for me too?"
The other girls reacted and all started making the same request.
Nadja Auermann withdrew her long legs from Simon's lap. Hearing this, she immediately felt a bit worried.
The principle that rarity makes something precious was something probably few people didn't understand.
If Simon drew graffiti on all seven or eight girls around him, then the "leg spirit" title she had just obtained would lose its value.
Simon smiled as he looked left and right, then gestured to Yasmeen Ghauri and said, "Come here."
Yasmeen Ghauri thought Simon was going to draw on her legs too. She was just about to call someone to cut her long pants into hot pants when Simon pointed in front of himself instead.
Obediently following the man's indication, she stood in front of him and undid two buttons at the hem of her blouse. Yasmeen Ghauri finally played "clumsy" on her own: "Simon, should I tie it like this?"
Without pointing out the girl's obvious little scheme, Simon personally tied the two sides of Yasmin Ghauri's blouse together, revealing a section of her slender waist that could be encircled with one hand.
Because of her Pakistani heritage, Yasmeen Ghauri's skin had a wheat tone, so using a black eyebrow pencil wouldn't be suitable.
Simon picked and chose, then simply picked up a tube of lipstick. With his other hand supporting the girl's elastic waist, he began to carefully draw on one side of her waist.
A few minutes later, two playful Korean characters similar to Nadja Auermann's appeared on Yasmeen Ghauri's waist.
The girls had already seen Nadja Auermann's graffiti earlier. They recognized one as the character for "spirit" at a glance. Associating it with the location of the graffiti, the other character was obviously "waist."
"Waist spirit."
Although they didn't want to admit it, all the girls present understood that Yasmeen Ghauri's waist was undoubtedly the slimmest and most beautiful among them.
The title Simon Westeros had graffitied was actually quite fitting.
After completing the second graffiti, watching Yasmeen Ghauri pose a few stylish poses in front of everyone, obviously for a certain man's benefit, the other girls started requesting again.
The girls' thoughts were simple.
Even if they couldn't have the "rarity makes it precious" anymore, as long as everyone got one, it was still better than letting all the benefits go to Nadja Auermann and Yasmin Ghauri.
This time, however, Simon did not agree again. He started shooing them away. "Don't you all have work to do? Go on and get busy. Nadja, and Yasmeen too, if you don't have anything urgent, you can stay and keep me company."
The girls really wanted to say they didn't have anything urgent either and could stay to keep him company.
However, everyone also understood that Westeros had already "chosen" two girls. Forcibly squeezing in would seem tactless.
They all left behind cards or photos with their contact information and names in this man's hands before reluctantly departing.
Nadja Auermann glanced at Yasmeen Ghauri who had sat down on Simon's other side again, then looked at the graffiti on her own legs and carefully probed, "Simon, can I take photos with this graffiti and publish them?"
"Sure," Simon nodded and said, "But discuss it seriously with your agency and come up with a plan. Don't let it turn into gossip. That won't help your careers much."
The two girls naturally understood and nodded one after another.
Yasmeen Ghauri had just signaled with her eyes to her assistant waiting not far away, asking her to help cancel the rest of the afternoon's work. Then she said to Simon, "So, Simon, can you help us take the photos?"
Simon checked the time. It was not even four in the afternoon yet. The opening cocktail party for fashion week in the evening was at seven o'clock.
He had originally planned to relax briefly and hadn't intended to schedule any other work for the next few hours, so he agreed.
There was naturally a top-tier photography studio in the Gucci office area.
Back then, Simon had been able to leave several Hollywood big shots in awe with just the sample footage from Run Lola Run, which had then made him famous overnight. His photography skills were naturally stronger than most professional photographers.
With the cooperation of professional staff, he quickly shot several sets of big photos for the two girls.
After the photoshoot ended, the two girls changed back into their own clothes with lingering interest and returned to Simon's side, who was still giving instructions to the staff.
Boldly linking arms with the man, Nadja Auermann asked, "Simon, what are we doing next?"
Simon dismissed the staff and said, "Accompany me to the fashion week's opening cocktail party tonight."
This was clearly not a question, and the two girls had no intention of objecting at all.
Yasmeen Ghauri hesitated for a moment, noticed Nadja Auermann's provocative gaze, and also came over to link arms with Simon on the other side. After thinking, she said, "But, Simon, I don't have a gown."
Although Nadja Auermann really didn't want to bring up this somewhat shabby topic.
Since Yasmeen Ghauri mentioned it, she had no choice but to nod.
In public image promotions, Nadja Auermann was portrayed as the daughter of a Berlin banker, from a wealthy family, receiving aristocratic education from childhood, and discovered in a high-end cafe, and so on.
In reality, Nadja Auermann's parents had divorced when she was two years old. The girl had been raised by her mother, who was a bank employee, and had nothing to do with a wealthy family background. She had been spotted by a scout while working as a waitress in a Berlin beer garden.
As for Yasmin Ghauri.
If this girl's family background was good enough, her family would have beaten her to death before letting her become a model.
That's right.
They would have literally beaten her to death.
The two girls were also just starting out. Although they had worn some top-brand gowns before, that had clearly been on the runway. They themselves could not afford the expensive gown fees at all.
Moreover, the official opening cocktail party organized by the fashion week hosts would not send invitation letters to the two of them.
All these problems were of course no problem for Simon.
He only gave one instruction, and staff immediately took the two girls to the display area in the complex to start selecting and coordinating outfits for them.
Although Gucci did not do haute couture for the time being, the top-tier handcrafted brand gowns were still very expensive.
It took a full hour or more to select the gowns, match the shoes, choose the bags, and finally redo their styling. Simon simply had Van Cleef & Arpels send over a full set of jewelry as well. When everything was finally complete, even though the two girls already had excellent foundations, it still gave the feeling of sparrows turning into phoenixes.
Although they couldn't afford it themselves, being in this circle, the two girls were very knowledgeable.
Calculating the full luxurious ensemble on her body, Nadja Auermann felt a little uneasy even walking. She couldn't help thinking whether she would need to return the entire set after the cocktail party ended.
She really loved the ruby necklace around her neck too much.
Moreover, just that necklace alone, Nadja Auermann felt, might cost over a million marks.
She couldn't help glancing at Yasmin Ghauri.
The other girl had a pearl necklace around her neck. Although it was expensive, it was much cheaper than the ruby necklace on her own neck.
It was simply because Westeros felt that Yasmeen Ghauri's skin tone suited pearls better. The other girl's bracelet was also pearls, while hers was diamond-set.
If she could really take this entire set home...
Nadja Auermann indulged in a small fantasy. If that were possible, a certain Pakistani refugee might cry. The value of the outfit on her body was far less than half of her own.
Simon seemed completely unaware of the two girls' little thoughts. After looking over the two carefully dressed exquisite vases with satisfaction, he took them to the hotel in central Milan where the opening cocktail party was being held.
Close to seven o'clock in the evening, the black Rolls-Royce sedan slowly stopped outside the hotel hosting the opening cocktail party.
The attendant responsible for greeting guests eagerly stepped forward to open the car door.
There was no red carpet for the opening cocktail party. However, because many superstars and celebrities would attend tonight, a large crowd of reporters had already gathered outside the hotel.
Seeing this top-tier Rolls-Royce and assuming some important guest had arrived, the media reporters all swarmed over.
However, the first leg to step out of the car was a long leg that made many reporters' eyes light up.
Immediately after, a tall girl with a somewhat unfamiliar face but an absolutely outstanding outfit and temperament stepped out of the Bentley. Delicate makeup, tall figure, black low-cut gown, luxurious ruby necklace... all of this made every reporter around subconsciously press their camera shutters. The dense flashes almost blinded some onlookers.
Although most reporters couldn't recognize the girl's identity, they knew very clearly that such a beautiful vase definitely had to pair with an owner of matching wealth and status.
Therefore, while madly taking photos, many reporters focused on what would emerge from the other car door.
Nadja Auermann posed gracefully for the media for a moment before heading into the hotel, still trailed by a string of flashes along the way.
The reporters were a little confused.
The "vase" leaving without the "owner"... what kind of development was this?
The mystery was soon revealed.
After Nadja Auermann entered the hotel, on the other side, Yasmeen Ghauri in a wine-red silk gown stepped out gracefully.
Naturally, there was another round of star treatment similar to Nadja Auermann's.
When Yasmeen Ghauri also walked toward the hotel entrance, the Rolls-Royce started up again and slowly drove away.
Two top-tier "vases" without an "owner"... this was too abnormal.
Although guests soon arrived afterward, the media reporters outside the hotel all discussed the strange incident just now and had no interest in paying attention to the later arrivals. This left the European actress who had deliberately arrived at the last minute to show off greatly disappointed, even anxiously wondering if she had suddenly become passé.
Inside the hotel, there was an official photo wall.
Nadja Auermann and Yasmeen Ghauri harvested another wave of flashes before finally reaching the cocktail party hall.
Still reveling in the feeling of being surrounded by spotlights, the two girls entered the hall, ignored the curious or flirtatious glances around them, spotted a certain figure, and immediately walked over quickly. They knew very clearly that everything tonight had been given by that man. If they wanted to keep it all, they had to hold onto that man tightly, or rather, be held onto by that man.
Simon of course would not publicly appear with two big vases in front of the media. He hadn't even shown his face to the reporters and had entered the hotel directly through another entrance.
When the two girls walked over, he was already chatting with Valérie Golino.
Valérie Golino was Italian and the most famous Italian-American Hollywood actress at the moment, so she had been specially invited by the organizers this time. She would also attend Gucci's big show tomorrow.
Seeing the two girls approach, Simon smiled and introduced them. "Lili, this is Nadja and Yasmeen... um, Catwoman, you two definitely know each other."
The three girls all greeted each other warmly.
Simon stood to the side and also noticed an interesting thing.
The language each of the three girls was best at was not English.
Nadja Auermann spoke German, Valérie Golino spoke Italian, and Yasmin Ghauri, who had grown up in Quebec, Canada, most commonly used French.
However, obviously, English was still the most powerful.
Valérie Golino was barely 1.7 meters tall. Even with her high status, standing in front of two tall girls who were both 1.8 meters and wearing high heels radiating glamour made her feel a little inferior.
Not wanting to unconsciously become someone else's backdrop, after chatting briefly and saying goodbye to Simon for tomorrow, Valérie Golino turned and headed elsewhere.
After Valérie walked away, Simon looked at the two girls standing one on each side of him, seemingly about to link arms, and shook his head slightly with a smile. "If you want to meet anyone, I'll introduce you. Although, well, I actually don't know that many people."
Seeing Simon refuse, the two girls did not link arms with the man together.
At these words, almost the same thought rose in both girls' minds at the same time: why would they need to meet anyone else tonight?
Simon did not receive a response from the two girls and did not mind.
At this time, someone proactively came forward to greet him. Simon quickly fell into busy socializing.
Of course, the sudden appearance of two big vases beside Simon Westeros was also noticed by most people at the cocktail party. Everyone began inquiring about the identities of Nadja Auermann and Yasmeen Ghauri.
The two girls' backgrounds quickly spread through the party.
Although Nadja Auermann and Yasmeen Ghauri were both still in the early stages of their careers, no one at the scene looked down on them because of it.
Even though this was Italy, Simon Westeros's various rise stories in recent years were well known to everyone. A model who could connect with Simon Westeros might soar to new heights with just a little attention. Some quick-thinking fashion brand executives already had ideas for cooperation forming in their minds.