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Chapter 132 The Mysterious Manager
"Fake!"

"Eva, you bitch, what are you doing here?!"

Looking at Eva's familiar face, Elena spontaneously began to speak eloquently.

"Hey, Elena, calm down." Eva calmly pressed her hand down and looked at her with a smile, saying, "Anyway, we're going the same way, so I was thinking of asking Lin to give me a ride."

"Can't you just take a taxi yourself?!"

If Eva had been sitting in the back, Elena wouldn't have been so angry.

You should know that after learning that Lin Qingsong was taking her to the audition today, she had already mentally rehearsed how she should interact with Lin Qingsong.

But all of this simulation is based on the premise of the co-pilot.

Now that Eva has taken over the passenger seat, how can she deepen her relationship with Lin Qingsong while sitting in the back?

Isn't this just wasting my own time?
"It's not like I'm not going to pay Lin's fare." Eva, having gotten the better deal, was incredibly polite: "Hurry up and get in, Elena, or we'll be late!"

"You you you you you!" Elena pointed at Eva, but she also knew that if she was really late, it would be bad if she missed the audition.

After she angrily opened the door and got into the car, Eva turned to her with a smile: "Elena, you're not angry, are you? Have you forgotten that the first time you met Lin, the stockings you were wearing were lent to you by me?"

"Why bring this up?" Elena looked at her speechlessly.

"So I brought these stockings again today. Do you want to wear them?"

As Eva spoke, she took out a pair of stockings from her small bag and waved them in front of Elena.

She believed her hint was clear enough.

really.

Upon seeing the stockings, Elena immediately understood what Eva wanted to do.

Although she was somewhat unhappy that her envisioned world for two had been interrupted by another person, there was nothing she could do since the outcome had already been decided.

After taking the stockings from Eva, she adjusted her tone and said in a sweet, cloying voice, "Lin, I seem to have forgotten what happened after we drank that night. Can we relive it today?"

Lin Qingsong, who was driving, did not want to get involved in the battle between the female models.

In his view, the conflict between Elena and Eva wasn't a fight at all, but rather just the daily routine of female models.

If they really start fighting, the insults they hurl at each other will be horrible.

They used all sorts of incomprehensible slang, and their expressions were incredibly ferocious.

Is this how it is now? That's too simplistic.

However, after Elena spoke to him, Lin Qingsong seemed to reconnect as if he had just disconnected, and said with a smile:

"Tonight? Of course! Besides, I hope that your successful job interviews tonight will serve as an excuse for drinking."

Although Shen Xingyu will be coming today, she will definitely be going back to her maternal grandmother's house tonight.

I can't possibly stay alone in an empty room again!

I don't know if it's just psychological, or if tiger penis wine is really that amazing.

In short, he found that although his kidneys would occasionally ache, he used them more and for longer periods of time recently, but the frequency of ache was decreasing.

At most, my muscles are a little sore, but my kidneys have already adapted to the current pace.

If I continue to adapt like this, even if the system really can't bring up the system store, I won't be afraid of the challenge.

After saying that, Lin Qingsong got tired of listening to Eva and Elena bickering and started playing music.

I don't know if it's a coincidence.

The first song was surprisingly Zhang Qiang's "Hand-held Tractor Ski".

As the sounds of bass, drums, and guitar filled the air, the voice of this disco queen followed.

"The express train from Beiping to Moscow crosses the Volga River in Siberia."

Passing through Swarovski's forest, we arrived at the mesmerizing Kremlin!

Hearing this rhythm, Elena was a little better off because she couldn't understand Chinese; she just felt that the song was pretty good.

But Eva, being a seasoned veteran, can understand Chinese and even speak a few words.

She couldn't help but ask, "Lin, what's the name of this song? I hear a lot of Russian elements in it."

"Hand-held tractor-ski." After Lin Qingsong finished speaking, he saw Eva take out her phone, open the music app, and use the song recognition function to find the song.

Then he heard Eva start singing along to the song, and surprisingly, she did a pretty good job.

"Wow, Eva, you're amazing! You can sing it after just one listen?"

"Lin, this song is really good. How about I sing it again later?"

"of course can!"

After discovering that Lin Qingsong actually liked to sing, Eva immediately began to assert that she had loved singing since she was a child.

Elena, who couldn't understand Chinese and was sitting in the back, was like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously pacing around.

Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Lin, what are you talking about? Are you discussing this song? I hear a lot of Russian names and place names in it."

"Pretty much, Eva said she's going to sing this song." Inside the car, Eva's singing began.

Elena knew that learning Chinese needed to be put on the agenda.

It's just singing, she can do that too!

But she really can't sing Chinese songs.

If I could sing, I wouldn't be letting Eva have all the spotlight now.

West Bund Dome Art Center.

Looking at this art center located at 2350 Longteng Avenue, which was once converted from the first cement plant in China.

Lin Qingsong said to the two people beside him, "I'll give all the necessary greetings. Just do your best!"

"Lin, I will do everything in my power to win every case and every show!" Elena nodded vigorously.

Eva stopped joking and said seriously, "Lin, I'll be serious too!"

The reason these two women are trying so hard to please Lin Qingsong is simply so they can walk the runway at Shanghai Fashion Week.

Now that the opportunity is right in front of us, we will definitely do everything we can to seize it and not let it slip away.

When Lin Qingsong arrived at the interview venue, he immediately spotted a girl wearing a baseball cap, a sleeveless white T-shirt, and yellow boots, leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette and lost in thought.

"Zhizhi, you've come out to slack off again by yourself."

As Lin Qingsong spoke, he also took out a cigarette from his pocket, but instead of lighting it with a lighter, he took the cigarette from the girl's mouth and lit it for himself.

"It's too stuffy in there." Tu Zhizhi raised her face, which didn't match her age, and said weakly, "These are the two you wanted to recommend? They look alright. Let's take a look."

Lin Qingsong did not refuse, but instead said directly to the two of them, "Elena, you go first, Eva, you come with me."

He knew his friend's personality; first impressions were very important to him.

If we can do well now, then the auditions will really be just a formality.

Upon hearing this, even though Elena didn't understand Chinese, she knew that this seemingly small and weak woman in front of her, even if she wasn't Lin Qingsong's friend, was definitely someone who could influence the interview.

So he handed his bag to Eva and immediately started walking back and forth.

She then took Eva's things and made Eva walk back and forth as well.

"It's alright. Let them put on their clothes and walk around a bit more later." After saying that, Tu Zhizhi continued to say to Lin Qingsong in a voice that sounded like she was about to die at any moment: "Qingsong, I've been in seclusion recently and haven't had time to contact you. I just had some free time yesterday and did a divination for you. I found that you have a lot of benign and superficial romantic encounters."

"I know about peach blossoms, but what does 'floating water' mean?"

Although Lin Qingsong knew that Tu Zhizhi knew Zi Wei Dou Shu (a form of Chinese astrology), and that the two were able to become acquainted because Tu Zhizhi took the initiative to say that she was the one who calculated it.

But these terms were so complex and numerous that he couldn't understand a word of them.

He could understand "peach blossoms," but he was confused by "floating water."

Tu Zhizhi, still looking weak and listless, explained to Lin Qingsong while smoking:

"Peach blossoms are generally divided into three types: good peach blossoms, waterlogged peach blossoms, and rotten peach blossoms."

"A good romantic relationship is one that can help you and improve your life, career, work, and overall well-being."

"For example, those who can introduce you to business or give you advice at crucial moments belong to this category. Therefore, positive romantic relationships are also called the romantic relationships of benefactors."

"I told you this before, you've always had a lot of positive romantic luck since you were little."

At this point, Tu Zhizhi couldn't help but glance at the two female models standing next to Lin Qingsong, and then realized that using them as examples was not appropriate.

"As for fleeting peach blossoms, they are the kind of superficial encounters, quick and fleeting, where you're together today and say goodbye tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but say, "I don't feel that way at all."

Isn't this a typical one-night stand?
But lately he doesn't seem to have.
Wait a minute, aren't Deborah and all those models in Sanya also examples?
Seeing that Lin Qingsong didn't continue, Tu Zhizhi chuckled and said, "What? You remembered?"

"Ahem, Zhizhi, you're amazing again! You can even see these things." Lin Qingsong awkwardly glossed over the topic, and didn't continue to ask what "bad romantic prospects" meant.

Following this line of thought, aren't bad romantic encounters simply the opposite of good ones?

Any romantic relationship that harms one's money, reputation, power, job, mental and physical well-being, or family is definitely a bad romantic relationship.

"After a period of seclusion, I've made some progress." Tu Zhizhi said, stubbing out her cigarette, taking her foot off the wall, and saying to Lin Qingsong, "I'm going in first. I don't know if everything is ready inside!"

"Okay, I'll go in right away."

After Tu Zhizhi went inside, Eva immediately asked Lin Qingsong curiously, "Lin, who is this???"

"The brand owner is also the person who can decide your fate."

“No.” Eva glanced cautiously at the door Tu Zhizhi had just entered, and finding it still tightly closed, she continued, “I mean, regarding those peach blossoms this lady mentioned, is she also a part-time witch?”

"What nonsense! People just enjoy fortune telling. Don't talk nonsense or overthink it."

Lin Qingsong was speechless.

Tu Zhizhi's hobbies are just things like Ziwei arithmetic, how did she become a wizard?

Moreover.

Even if we really have to categorize her by profession, she could be considered a Taoist priest!
(End of this chapter)