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Chapter 136 What is status? This is status!

Return to the if vintage store.

Lin Qingsong felt full, both physically and mentally.

"Hey handsome, that shrimp noodle place is really good. When should we go there again?"

After eating the noodles recommended by Lin Qingsong and returning to the store, Paomiantou felt much lighter all over.

She plopped down on a stool in the store and pointed to the clothes that had just been packed, saying, "Just take these and wear them. If you don't like them later, you can just throw them back to me."

With her ramen-noodle hair, she still looked like an innocent young girl. Her impulsiveness just now was really due to Lin Qingsong changing outfit after outfit, each one matching her aesthetic.

In addition, her period was due in a couple of days, and the hormones were making her feel a little dizzy.

Now that she's calmed down, she's become that sunny, cheerful, and somewhat naive little girl again.

She couldn't bring herself to take advantage of him completely, but she still wanted to maintain her relationship with Lin Qingsong.

That's when they came up with the idea of ​​giving away clothes for free.

After all, while they are indeed familiar with each other, they are not exactly strangers either.
That's indeed unfamiliar to me.

Even now, the two haven't even added each other on WeChat.

However, Lin Qingsong couldn't bring himself to take advantage of the little girl too much, so picking up the brooch was one thing.

The loopholes found by the system are beyond anyone's ability to explain their merits.

But I'd rather not give away clothes for free.

In the end, it was only after Lin Qingsong took the initiative to add him on WeChat that Paomiantou stopped insisting on giving it away for free, but he still offered a huge discount.

"Really, you can have these clothes for ten thousand yuan!"

Looking at the several expensive haute couture pieces in front of him, as well as the 10,000 yuan price tag on the old coat, Lin Qingsong said helplessly, "Fine, 10,000 it is. I'll ask my friend if she has any channels for vintage clothing."

Paris is the fashion capital, and Vivian is a designer for a luxury brand. She might actually have access to vintage clothing. She could help the curly-haired guy get in touch with her.

"That's fine!" The man with the ramen-noodle hair nodded vigorously.

After leaving the vintage clothing store.

Lin Qingsong checked the time and found it was already past two o'clock, so he put the things in the trunk.

He then took out the brooch from the coat, examined it carefully, and then drove to Gu Wen's place.

Although this brooch is an antique, it is also considered a luxury item.

As for what brand it is, we can only rely on expert Gu Wen to help identify it.

It's about three o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Qingsong then parked his car in front of Gu Wen's shop, and as soon as he got out of the car, he felt the scorching sun.

I quickened my pace and entered the shop where the air conditioning was on.

He then comfortably took off his sunglasses and hung them around his neck, looking at Gu Wen, who was crossing her legs, with a broad smile:
"Gu Gu, why is your shop always so empty? Do you want me to help you promote it?"

Wearing a black silk shirt and off-white high heels, Gu Wen was used to Lin Qingsong coming to see her every few days. Hearing this, she couldn't help but say:
"While our industry doesn't have the saying in the antique industry, 'three years without business, then three years of feast,' it's impossible to have people available all the time!"

As she spoke, she slipped her feet into her cream-colored high heels and got off the chair with a curious look on her face: "Hey Lao Lin, you haven't gotten your hands on something good again, have you?"

“You know what! I actually have something good for you to appraise.” Lin Qingsong said, taking the brooch out of his pocket and placing it on the soft cloth on the glass counter next to him. “It’s a brooch from 1920. As for the brand, I really can’t tell.”

After putting the things down, he plopped down on the stool where Gu Wen had just been sitting and casually took out his phone to send Ji Yue a message saying he would be online in ten minutes.

He had told Ji Yue on the way that he might go online a little later.

Whether it was because she felt obligated to do what Lin Qingsong did or because of his extravagant social media posts, Ji Yue's gaming habits had become less consistent lately.

Ji Yue would almost always wait for him whenever he sent a message.

After Gu Wen caught the key words "1920" and "brooch," she didn't bother to continue talking to him and quickly turned her attention to the brooch on the soft cloth.

After taking a few glances, she couldn't help but say, "This is an Art Deco style diamond brooch. Basically, several big brands have made brooches in this style, but judging from the setting method, it should be Cartier's Signature Mystery Setting, which is a hidden setting. But the color scheme... I might need to check it out."

"Sure!" Lin Qingsong nodded nonchalantly, then looked at Gu Wen and said, "Gu Gu, look closely, I'm just ordering takeout and then playing games!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Wen turned to look at him and said, "Don't bring me any more snacks, okay? I'm trying to lose weight."

She reluctantly finished all the snacks Lin Qingsong had left behind last time.

It tasted delicious, but the guilt it brought afterwards was immense.

In the end, she had to go to the gym a few more times to feel comfortable. "Hey, I didn't bring you any snacks. I'm ordering yogurt this time. Yogurt is very healthy, you know!" Lin Qingsong said, showing Gu Wen the order screen. "Look, this store also claims to offer healthy yogurt!"

“Then you can order something.” Gu Wen said, then emphasized, “Please don’t bring me the duck tongues, they’re too oily.”

“But it’s so delicious! How about I ask you to go to the gym with me sometime?” Lin Qingsong said to her, “Besides, you have such a perfect figure, why would you want to lose weight? Old Yang has a little belly, but she hasn’t said she wants to lose weight.”

"Hmm!!!" Upon hearing this, Gu Wen ignored everything that had come before and keenly caught the key phrase: "How did you know Xiaoxiao has a little belly?"

Is it possible?
Gu Wen narrowed her beautiful almond-shaped eyes into slits, looking at Lin Qingsong like a detective.

"I often go to the gym with Lao Yang, and then get a massage." Lin Qingsong realized he might have let something slip, but he could only keep his expression calm and said, "I know it's not normal for her to have a little belly!"

"I see." Gu Wen looked at him suspiciously, but didn't ask any further questions. She simply focused her attention back on the brooch.

After looking at it over and over for a long time, she took out her phone and checked a lot of information before saying with certainty, "At the 1925 Paris Exposition of Decorative Arts, Cartier exhibited a set of 'Oriental Fantasy' series, which used a contrasting design of black onyx and diamonds, exactly the same as this brooch! But it should be the same style, not the one on display."

"Cartier, huh?" Lin Qingsong, who was engrossed in fighting Ji Yue in the canyon, heard this and used a skill to ride on Ji Yue's head. He then looked at Gu Wen curiously and asked, "Can this be sold without any proof of ownership?"

"Could it be from that mysterious shop in Quesanti in Paris again?" Gu Wen couldn't help but tease, thinking of Lin Qingsong's last purchase. "Back then, those dark skin types didn't work."

"No, I found this by chance when I went to a vintage store." Lin Qingsong said, adjusting the sunglasses hanging around his neck. "I bought these sunglasses there too."

"A vintage clothing store?" Hearing his words, Gu Wen couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why did you suddenly decide to go to a vintage clothing store?"

"You know Vivian, right?" As Lin Qingsong spoke, after seeing that he had gotten another wingman, he sent Ji Yue an awesome message while explaining to Gu Wen, "She gave me several cases, so I thought I'd make something interesting to give her."

After seeing the information about the vintage clothing store, he decided to do just that.

For designers, what gift could be more meaningful than a vintage garment?

They can not only feel the ideas of the previous designers through these vintage clothes, but also wear these vintage clothes to attend various occasions.

"That Valentino designer?" Gu Wen clearly knew Vivian, and she nodded, saying, "Then this gift you gave was truly thoughtful!"

If she were a designer, she would definitely like this type of gift.

"So, is this thing valuable?" Lin Qingsong asked, rather unromantically.

If it were gold or something, he might collect it.

But this kind of luxury item, especially since it's for women, is only good for him to give to women; otherwise, it's not very useful. But not many women would ask him to give it to them.

It would be better to let Gu Wen sell it.

Gu Wen looked at it for a while longer before hesitatingly saying, "It's definitely valuable, but I'm not sure exactly how much it's worth. After all, it's no longer just a luxury item; time has given it another layer of value."

For modern luxury goods, the price is basically straightforward.

Is it a popular model? Is it a limited edition? Is it a collaboration model?
If yes, it's one price; if no, it's another price.

However, for luxury goods with antique attributes, the estimated price can only be a reference price.

The best way is to auction it off.

Only on those occasions can prices be driven up to their highest level.

After she shared her thoughts, Lin Qingsong said with little interest:
"Gu Gu, let's forget about the auction. This isn't something worth hundreds of thousands or millions. Gu Gu, just tell me how much you can offer. I'm sure there are people in your customer base who are interested in this."

Auctions are such a hassle; you have to get an estimate, wait for the right time, and then pay the auction house a cut.

There is also the risk of the item failing to sell at auction.

It's better to go for it. Selling it to her would not only get the money back quickly, but it would also deepen our relationship.

"I see." Gu Wen thought for a moment before shaking her head and saying, "Forget it, I can't come up with a price. How about you put it here to sell? I'll transfer 50,000 yuan to you first. If you really can't sell it, just consider it as me buying it for 50,000 yuan. If you do sell it, I'll make up the difference for you."

This item is qualified to be the first item in a small auction.

Selling them through her could slightly increase her standing among customers.

“Sure,” Lin Qingsong said while playing the game. “Then I’ll leave this with you for now.”

"Then you go ahead and make the call. I'll contact the client and see what happens." As she spoke, Gu Wen took out a camera from the cabinet and started taking pictures of the brooch.

To Gu Wen's surprise, not long after she posted on her WeChat Moments, several customers had already inquired about her prices.

It's about five o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Qingsong had just finished his last game and was about to log off with Ji Yue when he heard Gu Wen's smiling voice.

"Old Lin, the goods have been sold!"

(End of this chapter)