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Chapter 150: Winning Over the Fashion Editor-in-Chief!

Downstairs at the Park Hyatt Hotel.

Lisa stood in front of the car and hugged Lin Qingsong, then gave him a passionate wet kiss before saying, "Lin, I look forward to seeing you in Paris!"

See you in Paris!

"Larissa, see you in New York?" After Lin Qingsong finished speaking, Lisa greeted the supermodel whose face showed exhaustion.

"See you in New York." Larissa has already finished her auditions for the Shanghai Fashion Week shows these past two days, and her outfits are all finalized. She'll be flying to New York in a couple of days, just like Lisa.

After watching Lisa get into the car arranged for her by Lupitin's Shanghai branch, Lin Qingsong turned to Larissa beside him and asked, "Would you like to eat first or go exercise first?"

"I'm going swimming, what about you?" Like most models, Larissa is not as cynical as she is on the runway; in private, she is quite lively.

She stretched and said, "I've heard that this hotel's swimming pool is very beautiful. I didn't have time yesterday, but I still want to experience it today."

"Let's go then." Although Lin Qingsong was used to doing some strength training in the morning, since a beautiful woman was willing to swim with him, he was willing to make a change.

After saying that, the two walked back into the Shanghai World Financial Center.

After buying a pair of swim trunks at the pool front desk, Lin Qingsong went into the changing room to change.

When he came out, he found that Larissa had not yet come out, so he sat on the deck chair and leisurely looked at the Bund street scene that was slowly waking up.

He then opened the system to check today's intelligence.

[Daily Intelligence 01 (Green): China Minsheng Bank will launch a new activity called "All People's Car Good Life" on its Quanmin Life APP at 8:00 AM today. Simply share the activity to get a chance to win a prize. Click to enter the draw at 8:03:27 AM to win 500 RMB in fuel credit, which can be redeemed for a PetroChina recharge card in the APP.]

Ok?
Gas card?

Wow, this is a necessity!
Without a second thought, Lin Qingsong picked up his phone from the table next to him and downloaded an app called "Quanming Life".

For car owners, sometimes the temptation of a 500 yuan gas card is greater than the temptation of 500 yuan in cash.

Of course.

This does not include owners of electric vehicles such as Tesla and BYD.

What they prefer are charging cards, also known as the little green cards.

After downloading the app and registering, Lin Qingsong set a timed reminder for this message.

Ok.

This timed reminder was something he had just figured out.

I don't know who designed this system, it's just like Zhang Xiaolong's WeChat.

Each time I update, I just write one sentence: "I've updated some issues."

What specific updates have been made? What new features have been added, and what can these features do?

He's not going to tell you anyway.

You have to figure it out yourself slowly and study it little by little.

At least when WeChat updates, it can improve yours a little.

If you're so capable, why don't you update the system store?

updated.

I'll admit it, I'll admit it, I'll admit you're amazing, I'll admit you're awesome!
Lin Qingsong silently tempted the system with a phrase of the highest male etiquette and praise before turning his attention to the next piece of information.

[Daily News 02: Qi Nan chatted with the editor-in-chief of Marie Claire Hong Kong magazine all night last night, and they finally agreed to visit the newly opened art exhibition together today.]

Brother Seven is awesome!
How did you manage to build such a strong relationship in just one night?

Upon seeing this intelligence, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but want to applaud Qi Nan.

It seems that not only was he working hard for the company and its models last night, but Qi Nan was also very dedicated to the company.

I just don't know if this editor-in-chief genuinely admires Brother Qi, or if he has ulterior motives.

Pure friendship or pure appreciation is rare between men and women.

Shouldn't there be pure friendship and pure appreciation between women?
With these questions in mind, Lin Qingsong continued to look at the intelligence report below.

[Daily News 03: Harper's Bazaar is preparing its next issue. The cover is already done, but several models for the accompanying photos have not yet been selected. Editor-in-Chief Sha Xiaoli plans to make a decision after attending the Women's Leadership Forum.]

Ok?
A forum on women's leadership?

What is this?

Why does that sound so familiar?

Lin Qingsong frowned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. After looking at the traffic on the Bund for a while, he remembered that Shen Xingyu had mentioned it once.

She said that after meeting with investors and discussing the Series A funding, she would also attend this women's leadership forum and speak on stage as a guest speaker.

After attending this forum, she estimated that she wouldn't have much to do for the next month.

With this in mind, Lin Qingsong decided to have Shen Xingyu take him to this forum.

I'll get in touch with Sha Xiaoli, the new editor-in-chief of Harper's Bazaar, then.

I won't say whether the cover is a cover or not.

That's a bit far-fetched, but it would be good if it gave the company's models a chance to be featured in a photo.

After all, this is a top-tier women's magazine in China.

Even the accompanying pictures are better than those of third- or fourth-tier magazine covers.

There's no such thing as "better to be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond" in the fashion world.

In the fashion world, everyone tries to piggyback on trends.

If you manage to snag a spot, you've made a profit.

You can also tell others that your models have been featured in Harper's Bazaar magazine.

As for whether it's the cover?
That doesn't matter at all.

You can tell me whether the accompanying pictures count as part of the magazine.

Calculate?
Then she's been featured in one of the top women's magazines in China. [Daily Intelligence 04: Ever since that intimate encounter with Lin Qingsong, He Yu has been secretly watching instructional videos, constantly training and preparing!]

Intimate contact?

Lin Qingsong was completely bewildered; he couldn't recall any intimate contact whatsoever.
Could it be that they kissed?
However, watching instructional videos is a bit of an exaggeration.

It seems she's really determined.

After considering his schedule, Lin Qingsong decided to ask her out on Friday.

They are always preparing and training.

He couldn't let that young girl's feelings go to waste, could he?
[Daily News 05 (Blue): At the Confucius Temple used book market, which is open only this Sunday, stall owner number 87 is having a big sale on his collection of old comic books because of his advanced age. Among them, a set of 70s "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" comic books in perfect condition is a rare find.]

Upon seeing this information, Lin Qingsong inexplicably recalled his previous judgment about stamps.

Then I thought of the things that were frequently refreshed in Building 2, and that Republic-era notebook with Xu Zhimo's love letters inside.

After the older generation of collectors passes away, many collecting circles may collapse.

After all, people of his generation aren't particularly interested in these antiques.

Otherwise, this stall owner wouldn't be having such a big sale of his collection of fine items just because he's getting old.

This is clearly because he was afraid that after his death, his descendants would not cherish the things he had collected.

Even the descendants of such collectors are not interested in these things, so even if this collecting circle doesn't collapse, it will decline.

This made Lin Qingsong even more determined to sell any bargains he found, as long as they weren't something he was interested in and had a high potential for appreciation.

After reviewing the five intelligence reports, Lin Qingsong realized that Larissa had not yet arrived.

He couldn't help but plunge into the pool.

Then it surfaced.

Two hands were constantly stroking above, while two feet were constantly kicking below.

Forget it.

No more waiting.

You swim first!
Even though I'm not a great swimmer, doggy paddle feels really good.

Larissa, having changed into her swimsuit, saw Lin Qingsong doggy-paddle as soon as she came out.

"Haha, Lin!"

Larissa was really starting to lose control at this point.

The contrast is just too great.

Above the water is Lin Qingsong's incredibly handsome face, while below the water is his hilarious doggy-paddle posture.

Larissa put her phone down, then leaped into the pool and swam gracefully to his side, saying, "Can't you swim?"

"No!" Lin Qingsong said stubbornly, "It's more comfortable swimming this way!"

He made a mistake.

I shouldn't have been swimming in the first place!
If he doesn't learn the new swimming style properly next time, he will definitely not go swimming with anyone again!
This is really damaging to their image!

"Need me to teach you?" Larissa moved around in the water like a mermaid, constantly changing her posture. "Breaststroke? Butterfly? Freestyle? I can do them all!"

"Let's try the butterfly stroke then!"

Lin Qingsong looked at Larissa's graceful butterfly stroke with a hint of envy.

That's incredibly powerful.

About half an hour later, the two of them could no longer swim.

It wasn't because of an accidental discharge.

It was because they were too hungry.

I hadn't slept all night, and now I've been swimming for so long without even having breakfast.

It's only because the two of them are in good health; otherwise, if it were someone in poor health, they would definitely have low blood sugar.

After a quick rinse, the two hurriedly ate a meal and went upstairs to catch up on sleep.

Lisa was very considerate and had the people from Luboting's Shanghai branch book a room for the next day.

Lin Qingsong slept until after four o'clock in the afternoon before waking up comfortably.

"What's wrong, Lin?" His movement of getting out of bed startled Larissa, who was standing next to him.

"I have something to do, so I have to go now." Lin Qingsong glanced at his watch and realized it was almost five o'clock. He couldn't help but think that the property management of the model apartment was going to inspect the fire exits today.

Although he had already warned the models, he still decided to go and see what was going on.

In addition, he hasn't been to the model apartment to chat with the models or have a drink with them for a long time.

“Okay, then see you in Paris!” Larissa lazily sat up in bed and leaned against the bedside as she spoke to Lin Qingsong.

Obviously, as an established model, she would never miss a single fashion week.

See you in Paris.

After saying goodbye to Larissa, Lin Qingsong went to the hotel front desk and asked for a room key.

Ok.

This time, he didn't use a credit card; he used his face.

After all, he didn't own the room.

But the receptionist didn't waste any time and directly handed Lin Qingsong a new room card.

They even thoughtfully included a gift bag.

[P.S.: Thank you to the generous patron, Xianyuyuyuyuyuyuyu! Besides the two bonus chapters for the monthly tickets, I now owe an extra 10,000 words! I'll try my best to make up for it next month!]

(End of this chapter)