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Chapter 161 Let's check Lin's bullets together
No. 2000 Jungong Road, Yangpu District, Shanghai.

National Forest Park.

This is the smallest national forest park in the country, but it is the largest forest park in the urban area of ​​Shanghai.

In the city where land is extremely valuable, this place not only has large lawns, lakes and streams, but also hills.

The vast expanse of dawn redwoods and the waterways inside have a cinematic feel, and many film crews have used this location for location shooting.

In particular, the "Monet Garden" inside is considered the pinnacle of horticultural design among all parks in Shanghai.

In addition, it even has a horse farm.

It started with six horses fostered at the Shanghai Film Studio, and now it has grown to more than forty horses.

Today's Valentino photoshoot theme is very simple, revolving around the four words "The Wizard of Oz".

Vivian and I went to the park.

After parking the car, Lin Qingsong casually picked up a pair of sunglasses and put them on before getting out of the car with Vivian.

"Lin, do you know where the filming location is?" Vivian clung to Lin Qingsong's arm, looking around with curiosity.

Having lived in Shanghai for so long, she had never seen such a large park, especially one located in the city center.

“I know, it’s inside. Let’s go. They’ve already started filming over there, and I, their manager, haven’t even arrived yet. That’s really going too far.”

He had been to this park a few times before. Film crews usually only shoot in a few places. Based on the location provided by the film crew's producer, Lin Qingsong immediately recognized it as a scenic spot called Cuiya Tingli, located in the eastern part of the park.

The plants here are mainly tall dawn redwoods. After these dawn redwoods grow, they form a dense forest, which looks like a green cliff from a distance.

It has become a classic filming location for many movies and TV series.

Vivian said dismissively, "Lin, who said your manager didn't arrive? You've been here for a while now. Wherever I am, that's where the crew is assigned."

"Haha, that's true." Lin Qingsong chatted and laughed with her as they walked to the film set where they were shooting.

Before he even arrived, he saw dozens of warning tapes used by the venue staff, which had sealed off the area.

At the same time, they kept persuading tourists to wait where they were for a while.

Meanwhile, a park staff member was explaining to the tourists that filming was taking place there and that they could visit other attractions first and come back later.

Because film crews frequently rent the location to shoot, they are quite adept at dissuading people from doing so.

Just as a stagehand was about to stop Lin Qingsong and his group.

The producer, who had already received the news, and Li Lan, who was in charge of the online store at Valentino's China branch, rushed over from in front of the monitor.

"Old Lin, this must be Miss Vivian, the designer from Valentino." The producer was quite familiar with Lin Qingsong. After having the warning tape removed, he led the two towards the tent that had been set up ahead, while curiously looking at Vivian who was chatting with Li Lan.

"Yes." Lin Qingsong nodded, then asked the producer curiously, "Old Liu, how's the progress? Will we be able to finish filming this morning?"

Today's outdoor shoot for Valentino will only take half a day; the rest will be studio shooting.

"Absolutely!" The producer, known as Lao Liu, looked at the crew-cut man standing in front of the metasequoia trees and said, "Your company's models are indeed professional. Many shots were done in one take. If we can't finish filming by this morning, I'll beat them to a pulp!"

After saying that, he raised an eyebrow at Lin Qingsong with a hint of gossip: "Old Lin, you're really something else, managing to get involved with a Valentino designer."

Li Lan had already told him about this case, and the actor had also asked him to find someone.

But having already said it, they abruptly took back the right to find actors.

After some inquiries...

Only then did he realize that the head office designer had spoken, wanting to hand over the role of the actor for this project to Lin Qingsong.

"It's alright, we're just friends." Lin Qingsong said, then asked with a hint of curiosity, "What's the situation with your streetwear brand? Why haven't we heard anything from you yet?"

"Hey, stop talking." Hearing this, the producer, known as Lao Liu, waved his hand helplessly and said, "The person I'm dealing with on the client's side is French. He's either on vacation or it's time to leave work. I finally got the time right, and then he stood me up! In short, communicating with him is so damn difficult. I want to punch him."

"Uh, didn't you tell Sister Lan? Isn't this just a waste of time?"

The case Lin Qingsong is talking about now is the streetwear brand that Li Lan, the head of Valentino's China branch online store, introduced when he took the model to the audition.

They said it would be soon, but it's still nowhere in sight.

"I told her!" Old Liu complained speechlessly, "Sister Lan also told her friend about this, but they changed the person in charge. This time it's an Indian guy, and he's even more unreliable. He agrees to everything, but when it comes to finalizing things, he overturns everything, saying he never agreed to anything. If that bastard were in front of me, I would definitely beat him to a pulp!"

Lin Qingsong didn't know what to say, and could only helplessly say, "Old Liu, the Indians are indeed not as good as the French. Why don't you ask Sister Lan to help talk to them again and switch back to the Frenchman we had before?"

Upon hearing this, he actually lost interest in the case. It was utterly absurd.

A newly established company, with both French and Indian owners—isn't this just asking to go bankrupt?

The French were alright, but the Indians...
Their greatest skill is ruining a company.

"Hey, let's not talk about this anymore. I ordered some coffee, want a cup?" Old Liu took a deep breath; the oxygen-rich environment in the park made him feel much more relaxed.

"Row."

Following Lao Liu to the front of the shed, Lin Qingsong picked up a cup of Americano and took a few sips. Then, looking at the photo of the crew-cut man on the monitor on the table, he nodded inexplicably and said, "Vivian, the crew-cut man's performance is quite powerful."

"Yes, she is good. I think she has great potential. If you really want to enter the international market, the buzz cut is definitely the main style."

Vivian took the best seat without hesitation, crossed one leg over the other, and nodded with a smile, saying, "If you have the chance, you'd better sign her."

“I’m already working on it,” Lin Qingsong said, nodding to Li Lan, who had moved a chair for him, to express his gratitude. Then he smiled and said, “Sister Lan, if we don’t hurry up with your friend’s case, I might have to fly to Zhongwei to shoot an advertisement in the middle of the month.”

Last night, the advertisement for the windbreaker that Xiang Jia accepted was finalized.

We went to Zhongwei to film in the middle of the month.

There is not only the Tengger Desert there, but also a grassland in the heart of the desert.

Not only is the scenery beautiful, but the photography is also exceptionally sophisticated.

Many film crews go there to shoot scenes.

It can be said that this was a place that Xiang Jia specifically chose.

It satisfied both the requirements of the photoshoot and her desire to travel with Lin Qingsong.

Most importantly, there's a grassland inside where you can ride a horse.

Of course, Xiang Jia didn't tell him the last point.

Lin Qingsong deduced it himself from the intelligence.

Li Lan shook her head helplessly and said, "Qingsong, there's nothing I can do about this. If it really doesn't work, you can just send someone else. The main thing is that my friend's company is in France, and that's how they work there."

She glanced at Vivian beside her and used a very euphemistic word to say, "Slowly."

"Haha, Sister Lan, you don't need to be so tactful," Vivian said nonchalantly. "Many people in our area have indeed become lazy because of the government's support."

Aside from her fondness for upholding the glory of French women, she had a very clear understanding of everything else.

"Vivian, actually, this is quite comfortable for ordinary people. If it's too tight, it can be tiring." Lin Qingsong said casually and then smoothly switched to the next topic, "Vivian, are you sure you don't want to stay until after Pete's party?"

“Although I really want to participate, things really come up in Paris,” Vivian shrugged. “So I’ll have to do it next time.”

After watching the filming for a while, Vivian shook her neck boredly and said, "Lin, come for a walk with me. I remember there should be a place to ride horses nearby."

She then looked at Li Lan and said, "Lan, there shouldn't be any problems here, right?"

"Of course!"

Lin Qingsong looked at her with surprise, "Vivian, you can ride a horse?"

“I used to ride horses and hunt with my grandfather on the farm when I was very young!” Vivian said proudly. “Back then, I even trained a dog specifically to find black truffles!”

"A farm, and you even go horseback hunting?" Lin Qingsong couldn't help but look at her. "Vivian, I didn't expect you to be a rich second-generation."

“No, that’s not it.” Vivian shrugged. “My grandfather was a farmer.”

“But your grandfather owns a farm and can ride horses and hunt!” Lin Qingsong looked at her, puzzled.

“Hey Lin, land isn’t worth much in the French countryside. It’s perfectly normal to have farms and go hunting on horseback.” Vivian seemed to have thought of something and couldn’t help but smile at him. “Lin, when you go to Paris, how about I take you hunting sometime?”

I can't even ride a horse.

"That's easy! I'll teach you!" Vivian perked up immediately, got up, and pulled Lin Qingsong outside. "There's a riding stable right here. The horses there should be very docile, perfect for learning to ride!"

The man with the buzz cut, who was filming, saw Lin Qingsong, who had just arrived, and was quickly pulled away by Vivian.

Unable to resist whispering to Eva, who was filming with her, "That Vivian, she wouldn't be so eager to drag Lin Qingsong into a shoot right now, would she?"

"You'll know once you check the bullets yourself tonight," Eva said boldly. "Yeah, let's check together!"

(End of this chapter)