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Chapter 128 Never Give Up, Hidden Item Unlocked

"wait for me!"

inside the car.

After Lin Qingsong finished speaking, the voice message was sent out via WeChat with a "whoosh".

Holding his phone, he glanced at the message Vivian had sent.

"Lin, I've invited a real French warrior tonight. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

The message was followed by a photo of her and Deborah in front of a mirror.

In the photo, she is applying lipstick in front of a mirror, while the blonde girl next to her is kneeling on a cushion with one knee bent, her black garter belt creating an ambiguous curve at the top of her thigh.

Looking at Deborah's incredibly long legs in the photo, an old saying inexplicably came to Lin Qingsong's mind.

A big guy standing in front of the gate looks good no matter what.

This Deborah is not only tall and has long legs, but also has an exceptionally delicate face. At first glance, she even looks a bit like Avril Lavigne.

With her long, golden hair, how could Lin Qingsong possibly refuse!
It wasn't that he was lustful or greedy for pleasure.

Vivian is just too important.

She was his most reliable connection in the fashion industry; in this situation, he was willing to sacrifice...
Forget it.

It's one thing to fool others, but you can't actually fool yourself.

He was simply lusting after her; he wanted to test the mettle of Deborah, this true French warrior.

At the end of July, although the rainy season had ended in Shanghai, the sun was shining brightest in the year.

The perceived temperature can soar to 40 degrees Celsius.

Even at five or six in the evening, the temperature still hadn't dropped.

Get out of the car.

Lin Qingsong felt the warmth on the handlebars and was thankful that the hotel's underground parking garage also had central air conditioning; otherwise, he would probably be covered in sweat again.

Just as he reached the elevator, he saw Vivian wearing a silk nightgown.

"Lin!" Vivian waved to him with a smile and said, "Would you like to eat something first?"

He walked over and put his arm around her waist. Lin Qingsong felt the cool, silky texture of her pajamas as he chuckled and said, "This isn't something that needs to be rushed!"

As a seasoned friend of women, he always keeps essential supplies such as wet wipes, chewing gum, and Snickers bars in his car.

Knowing that he might be facing a fierce battle, he had already eaten two Snickers bars in the car and cleaned his mouth with chewing gum.

"Oh?" Vivian casually grabbed his arm, sniffing his faint, not-too-unpleasant sweat, and teased, "Are you sure? If so, a fierce battle could break out at any moment!"

"Hmm? Shouldn't I take a shower before the fierce battle begins?" Lin Qingsong said, raising his arm and sniffing the sweat on his body. "It's so hot today, I feel like I stink!"

"Please, you don't smell bad at all!" Vivian said, pressing her face against his chest and taking another deep sniff. She nodded vigorously, "That's right. There is a slight smell of sweat, but it's not strong. In fact, combined with your perfume, it's even more intoxicating! It's like..."

"The smell isn't unpleasant at all; to me, it's like a physical manifestation of male hormones!"

Inside the hotel room.

"That's what supermodel Deborah, born in 1999, said after hugging Lin Qingsong."

Vivian, standing nearby, chimed in approvingly, "That's right, that's exactly it!"

Lin Qingsong looked at the two of them helplessly, "So I don't need to wash up now?"

"of course not!"

Vivian and Deborah said in unison.

"As long as you don't mind, I don't care!" Lin Qingsong shrugged, then looked at Vivian with a teasing expression: "But the necessary procedures can't be skipped!"

"of course."

After Vivian finished speaking, she glanced at Deborah beside her.

As night gradually approached.

The sun's rays grew stronger, as if it wanted to unleash all its light in the last quarter of an hour.

It wasn't until the moon rose that it slumped down and sank to the other side.

Looking at the rising moon outside the window.

Lin Qingsong and Vivian sat facing each other at the table, enjoying the dinner delivered by the hotel while chatting.

"Lin, so you're going to open your own studio, discover mainland models, and send them abroad, right?" Vivian asked curiously, picking up a piece of avocado from her salad.

This was the first time she had heard Lin Qingsong's plans for his future work.

“That’s right!” Lin Qingsong nodded: “After all, China’s foreign market is gradually becoming saturated. If we want to expand our business and grow the company, the only way is to explore the international market.”

As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of sliced ​​beef into his mouth, then leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling.
“Your idea is indeed very good. Nowadays, there are more and more Asian faces in the fashion industry, especially from island nations and South Korea. They are also paying more and more attention to the international market.”

Vivian didn't seem to care about Lin Qingsong's actions. After saying that, she forked another piece of cabbage into her mouth before continuing to express her opinion, "I don't think it's an ideal approach for a new company like yours to rush into the international market so rashly."

"Oh? So what's your suggestion?" Lin Qingsong sat up straight again, then looked at her curiously, his eyes much clearer than before.

“If possible, it would be best to participate in global model competitions, such as EML and Manhunt. This is the best and most direct way to promote your company’s models.” After Vivian finished speaking, she looked at Deborah beside her and said, “Deborah should feel this very well, because her modeling career started with EML.”

As she spoke, she rubbed Deborah's lips with her thumb, then put it in her own mouth before smiling at Lin Qingsong: "Although EML and Manhunt are not as influential as they used to be, they can still make your startup a little easier."

World Male Model Contest

Lin Qingsong knows EML and Manhunt. In other words, any model agent, whether foreign or domestic, knows EML and Manhunt.

EML is short for Elite Model Look, the world's elite modeling competition.

Manhunt is the world's leading male model competition.

One mainly selects female models, and the other selects male models.

These two competitions are worlds apart from the Miss Sailing competition he previously participated in in Sanya.

EML is one of the most well-known, widely covered, and influential global modeling competitions today!

Manhunt is the world's only professional male model competition!

simply put.

As long as you participate in both competitions and reach the finals.

Regardless of whether you win a prize or not, your net worth will double.

Of course, just as Vivian said before, neither of these competitions has the same influence as before.

But even a fallen camel is bigger than a horse; if the studio really has a model who successfully advances to the finals of these two competitions...

That would definitely allow them to easily gain a foothold in the international arena.

"Lin, do you need me to introduce you to some people in the company?" Deborah cleared her throat with a glass of water before turning to look at Lin Qingsong.

She signed with Elite Model Management after participating in EML at the age of thirteen and reaching the finals, and has not terminated her contract since.

"If possible, that would be the best." Lin Qingsong nodded with a smile.

Although his studio is still in its infancy, it's always better to be prepared than to scramble at the last minute.

After enjoying a special dinner, Vivian, for some reason, contacted Lisa.

The two connected via video call.

Lisa, who had just finished a social engagement and was about to take a shower at the hotel, saw this scene and, without even changing out of her evening gown, went straight downstairs to have her driver bring her over. It was around three or four in the morning.

Vivian was still the first to call it quits, but Deborah and Lisa were locked in a fierce battle.

Seeing the two men's defiant expressions, Lin Qingsong was not afraid at all.

It's about seven o'clock in the morning.

Lisa ultimately couldn't outmaneuver the younger Deborah, and could only reluctantly challenge her to another duel before bed.

She placed her hopes on the helpers she had brought in.

After the three women fell asleep, Lin Qingsong, who had been looking relaxed, suddenly let out a sigh of relief, rubbed his lower back, and stretched his shoulders.

Depend on.

Are three big foreign women really my limit?!

system!

Where are your limits?

After complaining about the system as usual, Lin Qingsong walked to the bathtub facing the Huangpu River and filled it with water for a bath.

He then grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the side and took a big gulp before opening the system to check today's intelligence.

Yesterday, out of eight intelligence reports, only two were color-coded, and both were completely white.

I wonder if the system will be more efficient today.

[Daily News 01 (Pink): At the Pop Mart flagship store on Nanjing West Road, on the second floor, on the far left, near the 13cm trendy figurine blind box section, the second blind box from the inside of the first one on the right can contain limited edition items. The blind box is priced at 69 yuan, but sells for 17,000 yuan on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace).]

Pop Mart? ???

Upon seeing this, Lin Qingsong subconsciously glanced at the big-eyed doll that Vivian had hung on her bag on the table behind him.

He had heard Vivian mention that the one on her bag was also a hidden design, worth around 30,000 yuan.

She also has several 79cm dolls at home, each of which is quite valuable.

Although he didn't quite understand why Vivian would like this thing, the fact that someone liked it meant that he could sell it after he got his hands on it.

In addition, Nanjing West Road is not far from the hotel, and it opens at nine o'clock.

I can go downstairs to have breakfast first, and then buy the blind boxes on the way.

Once it's opened, it'll be perfect to give to Vivian.

After all, Vivian couldn't compare to the river god who gave away the golden and silver axes.

But if you give her a gift worth thousands, she might give you a gift worth tens of thousands in return.

In short, giving Vivian gifts is definitely a good deal.

You're almost guaranteed to make a profit.

Of course, this is only a minor reason.

Another point is that social interactions always involve give and take.

He took advantage of Vivian for countless benefits, even acquiring several sets of clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan.

Aside from lighters and wine flasks, I haven't really given them anything else.

I still have a lot of things to ask Vivian for help with, so it's necessary to give her some gifts.

[Daily News 02: This morning, after Xiang Jia received the child support payment from her ex-husband's bank on time, she inexplicably thought of Lin Qingsong's words and, as if possessed, opened Taobao to pick out a gift for him.]

hiss!
Upon seeing this information, Lin Qingsong recalled how, after meeting her ex-husband that day, she had said in a cheeky tone, "I'll sleep in your house for free, spend your money, and beat your kids."

It seems like everything except the child from the ex-husband's affair has come true!
I wonder how my ex-husband felt every time he paid child support.

When I run into my ex-husband again, I can ask him about it.

[Daily Intelligence 03: Yang Xiaoxiao has been taking the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by Lü Jingcheng recently and feels much better. However, she is also experiencing the side effects that Lü Jingcheng mentioned and is struggling with how to tell Lin Qingsong about it.]

Does it work?
Old Lu is quite skilled.

Lin Qingsong couldn't help but marvel, but then he wondered what this side effect was.

After taking a sip of the water beside him, he immediately figured it out.

What is this medicine for?

This medicine is for treating women with imperforate genitalia!

That might involve hormones or something.

Otherwise, why would Lao Yang be so conflicted?
Oh, Old Yang, Old Yang.

We're all brothers, so just say what you need!
How could I possibly refuse you, bro!

I'd go through fire and water for you if you just asked!

However, he thought that Yang Xiaoxiao was, after all, a girl, and was still a little shy.

Therefore, I decided to take matters into my own hands and invite Lao Yang out for a meal and a movie. Wouldn't that make much more sense?
Old Yang, I've really worried myself sick over you!

[Daily News 04: In the HK district, at 654 Tin Chou Road, the dim sum at Qin Er Jie Tea House is delicious. Many repeat customers go there for the various complimentary dim sum and the beautiful proprietress.]

Snacks at a teahouse.

Many repeat customers come specifically for the dim sum.

interesting.

I can try it myself next time.

Lin Qingsong immediately marked the message.

He was definitely not after the pretty proprietress; he was simply after the snacks.

It wasn't intentional that I didn't bring the other teammates from the Gourmet Hunter group.

The main problem is that snacks and such are too fattening.

My teammates are all celebrities and public figures; they need to maintain their figures!

[Daily Intelligence 05 (Pink): A jewelry box containing a silver ingot is hidden in the mudflats of the Huangpu River Houtan Park. (Click to highlight)]

Ah!
Another pink-themed message?
I'm having good luck today; two out of five pieces of intelligence are pink (indicating negative or negative information).

but
Lin Qingsong glanced at the intelligence report again. He was a little puzzled as to whether the silver ingots or the jewelry box were more valuable.

This description is a bit vague.

But it doesn't matter, I can get it anyway.

Even if he doesn't understand, Qi Nan's second uncle, Qi Fei, will definitely figure it out.

I just don't know how this jewelry box ended up in the Huangpu River. Could it be something from a shipwreck that drifted onto the mudflats?

Today's intelligence review work has come to a satisfactory conclusion.

Lin Qingsong soaked in the bathtub for a while before getting up, drying himself, and going to the bathroom to wash up. He then took his room key and went downstairs to have breakfast.

We need to hurry, otherwise it would be a loss if someone else bought that hidden Pop Mart figurine.

(End of this chapter)