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Chapter 167 Unlimited Ammunition!

The Bund.

Zhizhen Coffee Shop.

Lin Qingsong put down his pen and said to Wang Zhou in front of him, "Brother Zhou, please take care of me from now on!"

"No, Lao Lin, why would you need my help?" Wang Zhou looked at him speechlessly. "The Harper's Bazaar party you attended, I bet only our boss gets invited. They wouldn't even give a nobody like me a second glance."

He truly hadn't expected that the agent who had privately messaged him in the group chat would have such immense influence.

First, I heard Zhang Ruonan's agent say that almost every foreigner he drinks with in his WeChat Moments is a big-name designer, and several of them are even designers from top luxury brands.

Not long after, he was seen attending a private party hosted by Harper's Bazaar.

Even the woman next to him was a designer at Valentino.

In this situation, he wouldn't need to take care of himself at all.

He's more likely to be able to take care of himself.

"Brother Zhou, all of that was just talk. This case is the real one." Before Lin Qingsong could finish speaking, both his and Wang Zhou's phones suddenly started ringing incessantly.

The two glanced at each other, then immediately picked up their phones to check who was sending the messages.

Qin Lan: "Old Lin, Valentino has officially announced it!"

Dilraba: "Brother Lin, Valentino announced it on Weibo!!! Ahhh!"

Gourmet Hunter and His Teammates

Tian Xiwei (Shudao Mountain Heroine): @Dilraba, Sister Dilraba, congratulations on becoming a high-end luxury brand ambassador!!!
Yang Xiaoxiao (a Fujianese food enthusiast): @Dilraba, Sister Dilraba, congratulations on becoming a high-end luxury brand ambassador!!!
Qin Lan (Forever Young): @Dilraba, Sister Dilraba, congratulations on becoming a high-end luxury brand ambassador!!!
Zhang Ruonan (the weak and pitiful new teammate): @Dilraba, Sister Dilraba, congratulations on becoming a high-end luxury brand ambassador!!!
Reba (Little Ba with a sweet tooth): [200 Lucky Red Envelopes] x6
After reading the message, Lin Qingsong grabbed six red envelopes and then copied and pasted a sentence.

Lin Qingsong (the domineering hunter Da Linzi): @Dilraba, Sister Dilraba, congratulations on becoming a high-end luxury brand ambassador!!!
Amidst a chorus of thanks for the generous red envelopes from the big spenders, Dilraba struggled to utter a voice message: "Thank you for your help, Brother Lin!"

Although the volume was very low, Wang Zhou, who was sitting opposite him, still heard it. He looked at Lin Qingsong with a strange expression: "Old Lin, you didn't arrange for Dilraba to get this endorsement, did you???"

Clearly, his pile of messages was about Valentino officially announcing Dilraba as their spokesperson.

"No, but her official announcement of this endorsement is a good thing for your TV series."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhou nodded subconsciously, "That's true. Our promotional focus should shift towards this from now on."

He then looked at Lin Qingsong curiously again: "Old Lin, you really didn't arrange this endorsement? Otherwise, why did Dilraba thank you so immediately?"

"It was a coincidence. I just found out about this from a friend, so I told her in advance. She thanked me for telling her in advance so she could be prepared."

After Lin Qingsong finished explaining, Wang Zhou didn't press him for more details.

After chatting for a while about the filming of the TV series and when the extras would arrive, Lin Qingsong left the coffee shop and walked directly to the nearby Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

He had just walked from there; his car was already parked in the hotel's underground parking garage.

He took out the silver beer mug he had previously found from the trunk of the car.

He thought this was a pretty good parting gift for Vivian.

After entering the elevator and swiping the room card that Vivian had given him earlier, he quickly arrived at Vivian's floor.

"Dong dong dong."

He stood in front of the house and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Upon hearing Vivian's voice, Lin Qingsong replied in a high-pitched voice, "Room service."

"? I didn't call him." Vivian walked over in confusion, opened the door, and couldn't help but laugh when she saw Lin Qingsong: "Lin?"

"Beautiful lady, would you be so kind as to grant me a glass of beer?" Lin Qingsong said, raising his silver beer mug with a smile. "After all, my mug hasn't been filled with beer in almost a hundred years!"

Upon hearing his words, Vivian didn't react for a moment, but when she saw the beer glass in Lin Qingsong's hand, she couldn't help but exclaim, "OMG, OMG, Lin, is that beer glass from the German officers' club during World War I?!"

“That’s right, but take another look at this!” Lin Qingsong turned the badge on the cup around and looked at her. “Well, Vivian, do you recognize this badge?”

“Hmm, it looks a bit like Kaiser Wilhelm II’s insignia. Wait, World War I, officer, Wilhelm II, wow! Could this be a beer mug from Crown Prince Wilhelm’s army group?” Vivian’s eyes widened suddenly as she looked at Lin Qingsong in disbelief.

"You're right, this is a beer mug from Crown Prince William's army group." Lin Qingsong said, placing the mug on her before walking into the room. He added casually, "So, Vivian, are you satisfied with this gift?"

"Satisfied, satisfied, so satisfied!!! I love you so much! Lin, where did you find this beer mug?!" Vivian rubbed the embossed design on the mug, her face full of admiration. "This must be a batch of mugs that Wilhelm II specially commissioned the logistics department to make after he took command of the army group. These custom-made mugs are basically not available on the market!"

Although she was French, and the antique was a German army beer mug that had once annihilated their nation, what did it matter? She had only ever seen this custom-made beer mug from Wilhelm II in the private collections of some old collectors; she had never seen it on the market before.

It's fair to say that in her circle of collectors of European antiques, especially silverware, this cup is completely priceless and unavailable for sale; no one would put it up for sale.

"It was still in Shanghai. You know, although I don't like to mention it, there were indeed many Europeans in Shanghai back then, so this should have been a private collection of a German officer, which we eventually acquired."

Vivian put down her beer mug, hugged Lin Qingsong, and said, "Darling, I apologize for what my ancestors did."

"I'm going to punish you properly today!"

As Vivian once again respected tradition, raising her hands in surrender as her ancestors had done, Lin Qingsong didn't press the matter. He simply held her gently, teasing her with a smile:
"Vivian, this won't do! If I call my boss here today, you won't be energetic at all!"

Hearing this, Vivian couldn't help but say, "If she helps me with some of the burden, I'll have more energy!"

She felt that her only regret about this trip to China was not making friends with Qi Nan or Cun Tou.

"Ahem, a buzz cut can help you out, but Seventh Brother is out of the question." Lin Qingsong really wasn't interested in his boss. He wasn't a purebred who would sleep with any woman.

I'm still a little picky.

Qi Nan would be a good partner.

"Buzz cut?" Vivian, remembering she was flying to Paris tomorrow, fought off sleep and continued chatting with Lin Qingsong: "So you won her over? When?"

"It was before, but it's too late today, otherwise I really could have called her over."

“Next time, when we go to Paris next time!” Vivian said, then suddenly remembered her conversation with Lisa earlier that day. “Lin, I heard from Lisa that you still think highly of Larissa? You want to bring her to your company?”

“Of course!” Lin Qingsong nodded and looked at Vivian in his arms, saying, “After all, she has quite a unique presence internationally. Signing her would definitely be great for the company.”

"When the opportunity arises, I will put in a good word for you."

Hearing her words, Lin Qingsong suddenly remembered his conversation with Duan Zhizhi during the day, and picked up his phone from the bedside table, saying, "Vivian, what do you think of this girl?"

"Hmm? Not bad, she suits wearing such glamorous clothes very well." Vivian commented with a professional eye as she looked at Duan Zhizhi's photo.

"I also want to sign her and have her walk in haute couture shows!"

“It’s not impossible. You can recommend her for an interview if you have the chance, but the haute couture show won’t be until next year.” Vivian said, then seemed to collapse and fell asleep.

"Goodnight." After kissing her cheek, Lin Qingsong turned his attention to the system.

Vivian performed exceptionally well today, staying up until two or three in the morning.

[Daily Intelligence 01: After discovering that Valentino had indeed officially announced their relationship, Qin Lan believed Lin Qingsong's words even more. She hurriedly had her PR team prepare press releases about her and Tory Burch, while simultaneously researching her outfit for tomorrow's party.]

Hey.

What does it mean to believe a little more?

Sister Lan, we've been completely honest with each other, shouldn't we have 100% trust now?

As for what to wear, that doesn't matter, just follow my lead!

[Daily News 02: After arriving in New York, Lisa, once she calmed down, bragged to her friends about how she had met such a perfect Asian man, and even said that she was completely addicted and would henceforth shut her heart and love! Her friends all expressed disbelief.]

No wonder she's Vivian's best friend.

You two are exactly the same in this respect!
What's so great about that!
I'm not going to have to refer someone else again, am I?
Lin Qingsong felt a sense of helplessness.

He realized that his greatest advantage in the modeling world wasn't his intelligence system, but rather his physical body and good luck.

However, that's not entirely accurate.

If it weren't for the intelligence system, he wouldn't have known Pete, and without knowing Pete, he wouldn't have known Vivian, and without knowing Vivian, none of what followed would have happened.

Ah!
Let's split it evenly!

However, the system now has a halo effect, and the system takes up most of the spotlight!

After all, there's a significant difference in combat power between him with and without the aura he possesses.

With his aura of power, as long as he can rest for two hours, he basically has unlimited ammunition!

(End of this chapter)