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Chapter 127 A Photograph, A Sentence
"Brother Song, this guy must be gay!"

K11 Center.

In front of a shop.

Xiao Dao, who was originally standing with Lin Qingsong with his arms crossed, staring blankly at the foreigners queuing for interviews in front of him, suddenly whispered something.

"Huh?" Lin Qingsong was momentarily dazed, then turned to look at Xiao Dao: "What did you say?"

"Brother Song, look at that guy. He has purple hair, he walks with a swaying hip, and he's even holding his hands while talking to the female model!" Xiao Dao said with certainty, "With so many 'buffs' stacked together, he must be gay."

After glancing at Kerry in the distance, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but laugh and say, "You're right, Kerry really is gay, and he's the one who represents women."

Lin Qingsong was actually quite curious.

Is it Kerry who is more popular in the gay community, or Jia Feng with a round face and a full beard?

But if I were to actually ask, it would feel offensive to others, and if I were misunderstood, I'd be in big trouble.

"That's pretty obvious, I'll have to keep an eye on it from now on." Xiao Dao skipped over the topic and said with a helpless expression, "Brother Song, so the job of an agent is to keep taking people to interviews and then take a car to the next place? I feel like my butt is getting hard."

He initially thought that the agent's job would be the same as before in Sanya.

I didn't expect it to be this boring.

“That’s right.” Lin Qingsong nodded. “This is the most basic job of a foreign agent. After that, when you have a case, you will have to work on the film.”

He then joked, "What? Not finding it interesting?"

"A little, actually." Xiao Dao nodded honestly, but then, looking at the beautiful female models in front of him, he perked up again: "But even if it's not fun, I'd be happy to be with all these beautiful women every day!"

The number of beautiful women he saw today easily surpassed the number of beautiful women he had seen in the first half of his life.

As he spoke, he lewdly said to Lin Qingsong, "Also, Brother Song, I've noticed that many female models don't like wearing those things, they don't even wear them!"

This job is indeed boring, but it's also quite interesting.

He genuinely had no idea that so many foreigners would go out wearing only a tank top and even go braless.

"That's how it is with foreigners, but honestly, there's not much to see," Lin Qingsong said, speaking from experience. "Most models haven't..."

After a long pause, he looked down at his own pectoral muscles and said, "They're not even as big as mine!"

Uh.

Xiao Dao glanced at Lin Qingsong's chest muscles, then at the models queuing in front of him.

I realized that what Brother Song said was absolutely right; there aren't many models whose breasts can match Lin Qingsong's.

However, he quickly thought of the models he had seen in Sanya and asked in confusion, "Brother Song, those models in Sanya seem to have pretty good figures!"

"Because many of them are models who can't get signed contracts." Lin Qingsong shrugged.

"After all, although the profession of modeling sounds glamorous, in reality, they are just walking clothes racks!"

"Clients need these models to complement their clothes, but most of the models in Sanya are voluptuous and can easily steal the show during fashion shows or photoshoots!"

"In short, unless your face is exceptionally good-looking, having too good a figure can really affect your modeling career."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Dao clicked his tongue in amazement. He hadn't expected that having such a great figure could actually affect a model's career.

"Of course, I'm referring to the common runway models on the market. There are still some special shows that have specific requirements for body shape. Also, the requirements for body shape are slightly less for print models."

Xiao Dao nodded thoughtfully.

This interview lasted quite a while.

Lin Qingsong estimated that the interview would take at least another one or two hours.

He sent Xiao Dao to watch the scene alone, while he himself took out the money he had prepared to spend 648 yuan on Honor of Kings.

My own account already has all the skins, but Ji Yue, who I'm playing with, is a new account and only has the initial skins.

It was one thing before, but now that we've added each other on WeChat, it doesn't matter if I send a few skins for my frequently used heroes.

In the past, Lin Qingsong might have hesitated, but now he felt that he should be able to be a little more unrestrained.

of course.

Before that, following the information from Daily Intelligence 02, he transferred 5,001 yuan to his alternate account via Alipay using Huaxia Bank.

I have nothing to do right now, so I'll take advantage of this 20 yuan discount first.

After paying 4,976, Lin Qingsong transferred the money from his alternate account back to his bank card before opening the game to spend real money.

When making the payment, he chose WeChat Pay, thus using the 30 yuan discount coupon given by ICBC.

In just a few minutes, Lin Qingsong easily earned fifty yuan.

I don't know if it was my skin that worked, or the handsome photos Lin Qingsong posted on his WeChat Moments, or if Ji Yue really had some free time.

It's only a little past two o'clock, but Ji Yue still logged in and started duo queuing with Lin Qingsong.

Lin Qingsong played until the interview ended at around 4 PM before saying goodbye to Ji Yue and making plans for the next day.

"Brother Song, do we still have an audition later?" Xiao Dao also joined the company's group chat at this time.

It seems that we can arrange two or three more interviews.

After glancing at the interview requirements and locations of the remaining three companies, Lin Qingsong waved his hand and said, "No need to go. None of these three are very good. One likes to use ugly models, and the other two are particularly slow to pay. Even if I get the job, I don't want to work with them."

He then looked at the models beside him and said, "Come on, it's time to go home. I'll take you home now!"

Upon hearing this, the models cheered happily.

That's why they like having Lin Qingsong handle the interviews. A regular agent would definitely make them work overtime to complete all the interviews.

On the one hand, he was unsure of the client's personality and could only blindly follow the interview process.

On the other hand, they also do not have the right to let the models leave work early.

Lin Qingsong, however, was different. He was well aware of the nature of most brands in Shanghai, and because of his special position in the company, he dared to let the models leave work early.

"Lin, I really wish you could take us with you every day!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Lin, you're simply the best agent in Shanghai!"

"Come on, Lin can't just be the best agent in Shanghai, he's the best agent in all of China!"

"No, no, no, you're all wrong. Lin Qingsong is the best agent in the world!"

Lin Qingsong is basically immune to the flattery from models.

These foreigners love to exaggerate; they can exaggerate something that's only one point into something that's ten or even a hundred points.

Just take what they say with a grain of salt.

If you take it seriously, then you'll be laughed at by them.

"Let's go, let's stop dawdling here and get in the car to go back!"

He waved his hand, as if herding ducks into a cage, urging the models to hurry to the parking area.

"Brother Song, are we really sure this is okay?" Xiao Dao looked at Lin Qingsong with slight worry and said, "What if the boss blames us?"

"I'm the leader, who can blame me?"

Lin Qingsong glanced at him: "Besides, I'm fine here, because I know what these interviews are like. If you're leading them alone, it's best not to leave work early and to finish all the interviews."

"Oh, oh!" Xiao Dao nodded to indicate that he understood, and then asked curiously, "Brother Song, will you still be coming with me tomorrow?"

"No, you go by yourself. I have other things to do tomorrow."

Lin Qingsong felt bored after just one day, so how could he possibly continue to take him along tomorrow?

This kind of thing is usually done by newly hired agents; experienced agents like him usually skip work under the guise of contacting clients.

As long as they deliver sufficient performance each month, Qi Nan won't care whether his subordinates are absent from work or late or leave early.

They won't even care whether you're doing your own business in private.

In her view, once the performance targets are met, the remaining time is yours to enjoy.

Want to skip work? Want to be late or leave early? Want to do cases on the side?
you can!

Let's achieve our monthly targets!
Once you've finished, you'll be free.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Lin Qingsong offered Lao Qiu a cigarette before saying he wasn't going to continue the interview.

"Ugh, it's nice to come out with you, kid."

Old Qiu, the driver, was naturally very happy to be able to go back early.

After praising Lin Qingsong like a model, he with a cigarette in his mouth drove steadily toward the company.

Although the models' apartments were closer, none of the models offered to drop them off first.

K11 is quite close to the company.

Also, since it wasn't rush hour yet, the car only took about twenty minutes to park downstairs at the company.

Goodbye, Lin!

"Goodbye."

"Hey Lin, are you sure you don't want to come to our apartment and have a get-together, maybe have a few drinks?"

"Never mind, I'll take you guys to a bar next time."

"Lin, please consider me if you have any job opportunities!"

"Okay, don't worry!"

After greeting all the models, Lin Qingsong got out of the car with Xiao Dao.

"Brother Song, you have such a good relationship with the models!" Xiao Dao couldn't help but give a thumbs up after seeing what had just happened.

"I can bring them cases, so my connections are definitely good." Lin Qingsong waved his hand dismissively, then walked with him to his car and said, "How about it, do you want me to take you home?"

Xiao Dao shyly took out a key and pressed it, causing the headlights of an Audi A8 parked next to Lin Qingsong to flash.

"No need, Brother Song, my uncle let me drive his car!"

"Damn, did you drive this A8 here?" Lin Qingsong couldn't help but give him a thumbs up when he saw the car: "Your uncle really knows how to treat you."

"Hehe, it's really good." Xiao Dao scratched his head.

After saying goodbye to him, Lin Qingsong glanced at his WeChat, turned the car around, and went straight to find Vivian.

The French woman's invitation was simple.

A group photo and a sentence.

(End of this chapter)