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Chapter 112 Old Yang, please help me out, I won't be able to sleep tonight!
"Lin? Vivian! Long time no see!"

Lisa saw the two familiar faces appear before her, hugged them one by one, and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've been so busy lately!"

"It's okay, as long as you're not busy tonight," Vivian said casually.

Looking at the wild and untamed Lin Qingsong in front of her, Lisa couldn't help but lick her lips: "So, are you inviting me?"

Lin Qingsong's demeanor tonight really touched her heart.

Although the necklace somewhat suppressed that wildness, it only made her want to tear open Lin Qingsong's suit and see the muscular chest muscles she had once touched.

"Of course!" Lin Qingsong said with a smile, "Vivian is trying to find an ally for herself, after all, you know what I mean!"

Lisa was delighted to hear this. As Vivian's comrade-in-arms, she was well aware of her comrade's strength.

Therefore, he didn't hesitate any longer and nodded in agreement.

Seeing Lin Qingsong chatting so happily with another high-end designer, Qin Lan finally couldn't hold back anymore.

While Lisa was greeting others, and Lin Qingsong and Vivian were alone, he picked up his wine glass and walked over.

"Hi, Vivian, long time no see, you've become even more charming."

Upon hearing Qin Lan's words, Vivian turned to look at her, pondered for a moment, and then smiled, saying, "Qin, it's been a long time. You've become even more feminine!"

Qin Lan is the spokesperson for eyeglasses, a relatively neglected sub-brand. Although she has been the spokesperson for two years, Vivian has rarely seen her.

Upon seeing this, Qin Lan's eyes darkened.

But there's nothing she can do; her fashion resources are really lacking. It's already a miracle if people can remember her after a short while.

After praising Vivian a few more times, she looked at Lin Qingsong curiously and asked, "And who is this?"

After Vivian gave her usual introduction, Qin Lan struck up a conversation: "May I ask where Mr. Lin works?"

"Sister Lan, you flatter me," Lin Qingsong said with a smile. "I don't care about being high or low in any way. I'm just an ordinary model agent."

Although Qin Lan looks very beautiful.

Born in 1979, she certainly deserves to be called "sister" by Lin Qingsong.

"Model agent?"

Qin Lan didn't mind being called "sister," but she seemed to realize something after hearing Lin Qingsong's profession.

No wonder he has a good relationship with a designer like Vivian; it turns out he's also in the fashion industry!
Now she was even more eager to make friends.

After exchanging a few words, as she was about to leave, she said to Lin Qingsong, "Mr. Lin, would it be convenient for us to exchange contact information?"

"Of course." Lin Qingsong thoughtfully took out his phone from his suit. "Sister Lan, you tell me what you want, and I'll add you."

It's only at these kinds of parties that it's relatively easy for men to add other women as friends.

After all, their clothes are relatively easy to carry a mobile phone in.

You can easily take out your phone to scan a QR code and add contact information anytime.

It's much harder for women.

There was no place to put a phone in their clothes.

After adding Qin Lan's contact information, Lin Qingsong simply invited her to take a photo together.

Looking at Qin Lan, who was over forty years old and standing close to him in the camera lens, and smelling her pleasant fragrance, Lin Qingsong inexplicably thought of a comment about her that he saw online.

A middle-aged girl.

That statement is quite apt.

To be honest, when she was young, Lin Qingsong didn't really think Qin Lan was pretty.

As she slowly grew up in her thirties, she suddenly blossomed like a little girl and became inexplicably charming.

Watching Lin Qingsong's retreating figure, Qin Lan quickly took a sip of wine to suppress the turmoil in her heart.

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger.

Now that she's in her late twenties, she genuinely likes Lin Qingsong, a handsome man with a wild and sensual vibe.

When she was taking the group photo, smelling the scent emanating from Lin Qingsong, she almost couldn't suppress her impulse.

However, after realizing that he already had Lin Qingsong's contact information, Qin Lan couldn't help but smile.

Take it easy.

There will always be a chance.

Lin Qingsong was unaware that Qin Lan had made him her target.

After greeting Pete and his friends who had already arrived, she temporarily parted ways with Vivian and wandered over to Yang Xiaoxiao and the others.

Vivian, on the other hand, chatted with Lisa.

"Hey, Tian Tian, ​​let me introduce you!" Yang Xiaoxiao said happily to Tian Xiwei, who was wearing a dark green strapless dress and looked both youthful and sweet, yet exuding an air of nobility, "Old Lin, Lin Qingsong, you can call him Old Lin like I do!" It has to be said that Dilraba is sometimes quite efficient.

Not long after Lin Qingsong parted ways with her and Yang Xiaoxiao, she was already chatting with Yang Xiaoxiao and Tian Xiwei.

And judging from the situation, the three of them seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.

Lin Qingsong greeted the girl with a sweet smile: "Hello, Tiantian!"

Born in 1997, Tian Xiwei has only been in the entertainment industry for a few years and rarely participates in such occasions, but the unique boldness of women from the Sichuan and Chongqing regions makes her completely unfazed.

Upon hearing Lin Qingsong's words, he said with a big smile, "Hello, Lao Lin!"

He then said with a look of admiration, "Old Lin, you're really amazing! You actually managed to hook up with a designer from Valentino, a designer from a blue-blooded luxury brand! I bet a lot of actresses are eyeing you right now, hoping you'll introduce them to someone!"

Tsk tsk.

This girl not only resembles Old Yang!
Lin Qingsong glanced at Dilraba beside him.

She's quite similar to Dilraba Dilmurat; they're both a bit dim-witted.

However, Lin Qingsong felt quite comfortable listening to her speak; at least she wasn't pretending.

To paraphrase Vivian's previous description of him, many of the people here are perfect mannequins, but this little starlet named Tian Xiwei is very real, just like the little sister next door.

"Oh? They want me to make an introduction, but you don't want to?" Lin Qingsong teased with a smile, "Or are you like Dilraba, lacking ambition and only thinking about eating?"

"Me?" Tian Xiwei rubbed her chin rather inelegantly. "Of course I want to, but I know my place. I'm just a small-time celebrity here to crash the party. I'm already grateful for the chance to walk the red carpet. How could I possibly get into such a high-end event? That's the private domain of top-tier or even super-top-tier celebrities. As for ambition..."

She continued rubbing her chin: "There's definitely a little bit, but that doesn't stop me from eating!"

With a hint of anticipation, Tian Xiwei said, "I heard from Sister Reba that Lao Lin knows a lot of good restaurants? Next time you go, can you take me with you?"

Seeing her like this, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Haha, so do you want to crash the red carpet or get some free food?"

"What?" Tian Xiwei wrinkled her nose. "Old Lin, you can even help me crash the red carpet? Of course, I want to crash both!"

As she spoke, she shook her head and said, "After all, I love the red carpet, and I love eating too!"

"Great!" Dilraba said approvingly from the side, "Tiantian, you think the same way I do—you can't give up your career or food!"

"So," Tian Xiwei glanced at Lin Qingsong and then immediately turned to Yang Xiaoxiao and said, "Old Yang, do you think Old Lin has any way to let me walk the red carpet? If he does, I'll go and cling to his coattails right away!"

Yang Xiaoxiao, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh when she saw Tian Xiwei's appearance: "Tiantian, I don't know what kind of abilities Lao Lin has, but since he said that, it means he must have a way to get you on the red carpet."

"Want to crash the red carpet at Shanghai Fashion Week?" Lin Qingsong said with a smile to Tian Xiwei, "You don't even need to beg me for that, just beg Lao Yang for help, she has ways to get you on the red carpet!"

He wasn't really praising Yang Xiaoxiao; after all, agents like them deal directly with brands to some extent, and sometimes they even become friends with some of them.

Yang Xiaoxiao has a good relationship with an independent designer who is qualified to participate in fashion week, and she can easily ask this designer to help invite Tian Xiwei.

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiwei reacted quickly, grabbing Yang Xiaoxiao's arm and giggling as she pleaded, "Old Yang, Old Yang, help me, help me! I want to go, I want to go! If you let me go, I'll give you a massage tonight, hehe, or you can clean my ears too. Ear cleaning in Sichuan Province is very famous, it's really great!"

As a fan of Tian Xiwei, how could Yang Xiaoxiao refuse? Let alone having Tian Xiwei clean her ears and give her a massage, she would be willing to clean Tian Xiwei's ears and give her a massage herself.

Seeing that she had agreed, Tian Xiwei became very excited.

This is the Shanghai Fashion Week! Although it can't compare to the four major international fashion weeks like Milan, Paris, London, and New York, it can still be considered the fifth largest fashion week.

Even though her agency couldn't help her get a chance to do it, she managed to use her connections to get on the red carpet.

This is so cool.

Dilraba watched the two bickering with a smile. She actually had connections who could help them out, after all, she was a top-tier actress.

However, Lin Qingsong clearly wanted Yang Xiaoxiao to show off in front of Tian Xiwei.

How could she be so foolish as to step forward?

"Brother Lin, are you free tomorrow? Let's go out for a meal together!"

Dilraba looked at Lin Qingsong expectantly.

Yes.

She's not stupid.

I'm just a little craving it!
Wait until the party ends.

Lin Qingsong looked at his phone, which was full of videos and photos with celebrities, with a satisfied expression.

Sitting in the car, he selected some suitable photos and posted them on his WeChat Moments before saying to Vivian and Lisa beside him, "The experienced driver is about to set off, so hold on tight!"

As the car started, Lin Qingsong turned on the music.

Follow along with the energetic music.

Vivian and Lisa, completely disregarding their image and showing no signs of intoxication, kicked off their high heels and began swaying to the music.

(End of this chapter)