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Chapter 119 The Methods of a Veteran in the Entertainment Industry
July 30th.

Negative.

Hongji Building.

Shining International Model Agency.

"You found these two when you were skipping stones on the river?" Qi Nan stared wide-eyed at the copper shovel and copper whistle on the table, his face full of bewilderment.

"Yes."

"Did you pick this up from a pile of construction debris when you passed by the construction site?" Qi Nan pointed to another item on the table, his tone even more incredulous.

Looking at the Ge ware salt bowl with crackled glaze that she was pointing at, Lin Qingsong shrugged: "Yes, so are all of these real?"

During his time back home, he specifically set aside a day to collect all the information from the intelligence report.

Besides the salt pot buried under the tree in the abandoned old house in the village, something similar to a copper salt shovel has also appeared in the past few days.

The salt worker's copper whistle is inscribed with the words "Salt Inspection Office".

According to the system, this item is more valuable than the copper salt shovel, costing approximately ten thousand yuan.

Apart from these two, there was no other valuable intelligence; it was either cheap information costing a few dozen yuan or some personal information.

Qi Nan examined the antiques on the table for a while, but ultimately dared not draw any conclusions, as it was indeed beyond her knowledge.

She was silent for a moment before saying to Lin Qingsong, "Take these things with you and come with me. My second uncle is quite knowledgeable in this area."

"Your second uncle?" Lin Qingsong asked curiously, "Seventh Brother, didn't you say your family is known for its calligraphy and painting? How come your second uncle is also involved in these kinds of things?"

"Well, because he's like me, he doesn't want to learn to draw."

Okay, got it.

Qi Nan is a rebellious teenage girl, and her second uncle is a rebellious middle-aged man.

"Second uncle?"

Lin Qingsong stood behind Qi Nan, looking up at the antique-style plaque in front of him.

There were seven characters engraved on it in a flamboyant style.

Your Second Uncle's Antique Shop

this moment.

He suddenly understood why Qi Nan had paused for a moment when she asked him to take the things to her second uncle.

The name of this antique shop is so intriguing that it would make anyone fall silent for a moment.

"Hey, isn't this Seventh Brother? What brings you back to your Second Uncle's place?"

A middle-aged man with long hair, wearing a linen shirt with the collar open to reveal a bright rose tattoo on his chest, paired with rolled-up navy blue jeans and mud-spotted handmade leather boots, said with a smile while holding a cigarette in his hand.

"Second Uncle, my friend has something he wants to show you."

"Oh?" Qi Fei flicked his cigarette ash and asked with a curious look, "What is it? Also, isn't this kid your company's agent? Did he find a bargain, or is it something he inherited from his ancestors that he wants to sell?"

Because Qi Nan would post group photos on his WeChat Moments every time he had a gathering, and Lin Qingsong was particularly handsome, Qi Fei recognized him at a glance.

"Second Uncle, I found these two in the river back home, and this one was found in a pile of construction waste next to a construction site." Lin Qingsong addressed his second uncle naturally, while placing his things on the table.

"This kid has potential; he must be quite popular with women."

Qi Fei stubbed out his cigarette in the copper ashtray next to him, then took out an alcohol wipe to clean his hands, and then took out a velvet cloth to wipe his hands again.

Only then did he turn his gaze to the Ge kiln salt bowl, while jokingly remarking to Lin Qingsong.

"Cough cough, not bad." Seeing his careful look, Lin Qingsong inexplicably thought of what these antiques looked like in his own hands.

It seems that after he digs something up, he just rinses it with water and at most wipes it clean with a cloth.

As for washing hands, there was none of that.

Compared to this, I realize I haven't been respectful enough to these ancient artifacts.

As if knowing what Lin Qingsong was thinking, Qi Fei picked up the Ge ware crackle salt bowl to examine it and casually remarked:
"Don't put too much pressure on me. I'm used to this. These things of yours were dug out of the river and picked up from the garbage dump. You can build whatever you want as long as you don't break them. It won't affect the price."

As he spoke, he put down the Ge kiln salt pan, picked up the salt worker's copper shovel and the salt worker's copper whistle, examined them, and said with a joking expression, "Hey buddy, you're lucky! All three things you picked up are genuine!"

Although Lin Qingsong is not in the antique industry, thanks to the vast amount of knowledge available online, he still knows that "opening the door" means to get straight to the point and see the real thing.

Upon hearing this, he asked curiously, "Second Uncle, how much can these sell for?"

"Both of these items are niche collectibles, and they are also official imperial artifacts. Although their circulation is not particularly large, it is not particularly small either, so the two together are only worth a little over ten thousand."

Qi Fei pointed at the shovel and whistle, then looked at the Ge ware salt pot and said, "This Ge ware is a bit better. Judging from its appearance, I guess it was commissioned by a salt merchant to show off his wealth. The salt pot is quite rare. I estimate it can sell for more than 10,000 yuan. If you find the right person, it can easily sell for 20,000 yuan."

Oops.

This Qi Fei is something else.

Lin Qingsong already knew the value of these things from the system, so when he heard Qi Fei's quote, he knew that Qi Fei was not trying to cheat him, but was actually quite honest.

"Hey buddy, are you selling these things?" Qi Fei said, then suddenly scratched his head and said to Qi Nan, "Hey Seventh Brother, I suddenly remembered that you sent a reproduction of Pan Su's antique painting to the gallery before. Could this guy have found it too?"

Qi Nan glanced at Lin Qingsong and saw him nod slightly before saying, "Yes, that antique painting was also found by Lao Lin."

"!"

Qi Fei couldn't help but crane his neck and widen his eyes: "Not a buddy!"

He had spent most of his life in the antique business, and he had often heard of people finding bargains three or four times a month, but he had never actually witnessed it.
I never expected to actually see him today.

"Second Uncle, I'm planning to sell all of these things. Would you buy them?" Lin Qingsong was quite calm. What was so strange about finding bargains four times a month?

"Take them!" Qi Fei said decisively, "I want them all!"

Not to mention that he originally wanted to collect these things.

Lin Qingsong's incredible luck alone made him want to try and take advantage of it.

"Second Uncle, give me a high price! Old Lin is the backbone of my company, and he'll be my partner in a few months. If your price isn't right, I won't agree!" Qi Nan chimed in at the right moment.

“I can negotiate other people’s prices, but I wouldn’t dare to negotiate this guy’s price!” Qi Fei couldn’t help but toss his hair and looked at Lin Qingsong with a strange tone, saying, “With his luck, I’m afraid I’ll be in trouble as soon as I negotiate his price down.”

After buying these three items, he didn't plan to sell them; he just intended to display them in the shop.

For no other reason than for Lin Qingsong's extraordinary luck.

"Ding! 40,000 yuan has been deposited into your Alipay account!"

After hearing the pleasant sound of the payment notification from his phone, Lin Qingsong was just about to ask how these three items could sell for 40,000 yuan.

Qi Fei spoke first: "Dude, let me be frank, I bought this from you just to try my luck, but I'm not going to take advantage of you. Consider the extra money as a luck fee!"

"Hahahaha!" Upon hearing this, Qi Nan, who was standing to the side, seemed to have been hit in a sensitive spot and couldn't help but laugh.

"No, Seventh Brother, what are you laughing at?" Qi Fei looked at his niece speechlessly, wondering why she was laughing for no reason.

"Haha, luck fee, haha." Qi Nan said intermittently, "I suddenly remembered a screenshot that was very popular a while ago, haha, it showed someone asking their friend to pay their friendship fee for the month, and even said that it would increase by 20% during the Spring Festival."

After saying that, she swallowed and continued to ask her second uncle, "Second Uncle, do you also need to renew this luck fee every month?"

As 5G surfing enthusiasts, Qi Fei and Lin Qingsong had both seen this meme before. They hadn't thought of it before, but now that they did, they couldn't help but laugh.

Qi Fei laughed as he said to Lin Qingsong, "Old Lin, right? Can I get a yearly subscription for this luck fee? It's quite tiring to renew it every month!"

"Second Uncle, actually, I'm really lucky." Lin Qingsong looked at Qi Fei with a smile, as if he were looking at a system recycling merchant in a game. "Maybe I can pick up some things every month. If you don't mind, I'll come to you regularly to sell my goods?"

"Shipping out???"

Upon hearing those two words, Qi Fei's eye twitched involuntarily.

How lucky do you have to be to use the word "sold out" to describe the products you're selling?

In addition, are there fixed locations?
Do you think you can just walk out the door and find money lying on your face?

But after thinking about it, he realized that when it comes to luck, there's really no way to explain it.

There were reports about this before.

A man from an island nation lost his job and won 600 million yen in the lottery. He squandered all of it over the next three years. But after he had spent all the money, he suddenly discovered that a stock he had previously invested in had increased fiftyfold, and he ended up making nearly 500 million yen!

Qi Fei didn't say anything about this, and after exchanging WeChat contacts with Lin Qingsong, he saw the two of them out.

"Huh? What's that?"

Standing at the door, Lin Qingsong, who was about to get into the car, suddenly realized that he seemed to have run over something under his tires.

Look down.

It turned out to be a folded 100-yuan bill.

???

Qi Fei stood to the side, watching the whole process, and suddenly even the cigarette in his hand didn't taste good anymore.

Not buddy!

You actually found money!
Qi Nan, standing to the side, remained calm; she was already used to Lin Qingsong's good fortune.

A newcomer who just starts out in the industry might go to a film set to help someone with filming, and then people from the neighboring studio might ask for their contact information and bring them a case the very next day.

This is not the most outrageous.

The most outrageous time was when Lin Qingsong took a model to FamilyMart to buy water, and someone next to them asked for his contact information. When he got back to the company, he found out that the person was actually an independent designer, and the kind who could participate in Shanghai Fashion Week.

Picking up money?

This is a small matter, nothing to worry about.

After Lin Qingsong left, Qi Fei looked at his car with a strange sense of anticipation.

Since he's really that lucky, will my luck also improve since I renewed my luck fee?

Thinking of this.

Qi Fei kept his gaze firmly fixed on the ground.

But even after he entered the shop, he still hadn't made any purchases.

Around 5 p.m., as he closed the shop and prepared to ride his bike home, he inexplicably looked down and saw a coin lying unexpectedly under his feet.

"hiss!"

Qi Fei bent down and picked up the coin, his upturned lips suddenly drooping again.

"Damn, game currency?"

Looking at the arcade logo on the coin, he muttered a speechless complaint.

But then I thought, it's just game currency now. If I interact with Lin Qingsong more, buy more of his goods, and pay more luck fees, over time, this game currency might turn into real money!
at the same time.

432 Kaiding Road.

Inside a private room at a Sichuan restaurant called "Wild".

Lin Qingsong waved the "drunken mud snails," a specialty of northern Jiangsu, in his hand, along with Dilireba, Tian Xiwei, Qin Lan, and Yang Xiaoxiao, saying, "Everyone, these are specialties from my hometown that I brought for you. Take a jar each when you leave!"

It can only be said that Qin Lan is indeed a seasoned veteran in the entertainment industry.

During her stay at her hometown, she chatted with Lin Qingsong and also specially added Dilraba and Tian Xiwei to a group chat.

She also asked Tian Xiwei to add Yang Xiaoxiao to the group.

Later, she somehow found out that Lin Qingsong would often share delicious food with Dilraba, and even changed the group's name to "Food Hunter and His Teammates".

Since the group was first created, it has received 999+ messages almost every day.

Originally, Lin Qingsong only planned to have dinner with Dilraba, Tian Xiwei, and Yang Xiaoxiao after he returned.

Since they've gone to such lengths, Lin Qingsong certainly can't leave Qin Lan behind and have dinner with them alone.

It's not just about having meals together.

Even the gifts were the same for everyone; Lin Qingsong also brought one for Qin Lan.

Watching Qin Lan chatting enthusiastically with Yang Xiaoxiao and the others, Lin Qingsong ordered food while thinking of Zhang Ruonan, who was still quietly making bear-shaped cookies at home.

Tsk tsk.

This is what rank and experience are all about!
Little Anan.

You still need to practice when facing an experienced colleague like Qin Lan!
They've already overtaken us!

"Old Lin, how about a drink tonight?"

Although Qin Lan and Tian Xiwei both met Lin Qingsong later at the Harper's Bazaar gala.

But in this private room today, she was the one who controlled the pace of the conversation, chatting and laughing with everyone.

After chatting with the girls about skincare for a bit, she immediately started talking to Lin Qingsong, who was sitting opposite her and ordering food.

"Drinking?" Lin Qingsong looked around and said with a smile, "Maybe we should forget it. You're all women, and I'm the only boy. I'm afraid you'll take advantage of me!"

"It's alright!" Qin Lan patted her chest with a smile and said, "I'll protect you!"

As she spoke, she pulled an exquisite glass bottle from the bag behind her and said in a slightly seductive tone, "Ladies, this is my beauty secret. Would any of you like to try it?"

(End of this chapter)