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Chapter 187 The Correct Way to Use the Face Fruit [Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader, 5k Chapter]

[Daily Intelligence (04): Gu Wen has been using the materials sent by Lin Qingsong to cast spells for the past two days. After seeing Lin Qingsong's return to Shanghai on WeChat Moments last night, she is really looking forward to the interaction this afternoon.]

Upon seeing this message, Lin Qingsong was slightly taken aback.

Although he thought the photos he sent were a bit excessive, he never expected that Gu Wen would use them as materials for spellcasting.

However, thinking of Gu Wen's beautiful figure, he decided that no matter how busy he was, he would still make time to go there in the afternoon.

Although I don't have time today, I can still continue to deliver takeout food.

[Daily News (05): Anna felt somewhat upset after learning that the company had signed a series of new models. She didn't understand why Lin Qingsong hadn't signed her.]

Hey.

Lin Qingsong discovered that sometimes being too obedient isn't a good thing.

Anna is a typical example.

Although she had always been the top female employee in the company, she was never noisy.

Not only did he never bully others, but when he discovered that some models in the company were not working, he would even try to get me to recommend them.

Even if he doesn't go to her, she will never contact him, and will only paint alone in her apartment.

No!

I'll discuss this with Qi Nan tomorrow and see if we can use her connections to get Anna to terminate her contract with the parent company and sign with my company.

It's unclear whether Qi Nan's connections are strong enough, or whether Anna's parent company will release her.

It's a pity Anna was recruited by Qi Nan from a modeling academy in another city in Russia; otherwise, he could have just told Ivanov directly.

After making this decision, Lin Qingsong found that there was no further information, so he comfortably picked up a coconut next to him and took a sip.

Then he reached out and turned on the switch next to him, before finally lying comfortably in the bathtub and closing his eyes to rest.

Qin Lan knows how to enjoy life; she even installed a water massage device in the bathtub.

After soaking for about ten more minutes, Lin Qingsong turned off the water and got out of the bathtub.

As a seasoned bathing expert, he controlled the time very precisely.

It will definitely not exceed fifteen minutes.

After all, soaking for too long not only has no benefits but can also be harmful.

Leaving aside the issues that people don't usually pay attention to, such as prolonged soaking causing brain hypoxia and skin irritation.

Just one sentence.

Men should avoid keeping their legs in an environment exceeding 34 to 35 degrees Celsius for extended periods.

Otherwise, no matter how much you exercise, it will have an impact.

As for anything else, Lin Qingsong let it go in one ear and out the other.

But when it comes to this, he analyzes it word by word and reads it aloud and memorizes it.

After wiping himself down, he squeezed in by the bed and joined the three of them.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Tian Xiwei is a light sleeper; she let out a soft murmur in her sleep after sensing any movement.

"It's okay, you can go to sleep." Lin Qingsong patted her and then closed his eyes as well.

Monday, August 26th.

early morning.

Inside the gym attached to COFCO No. 1.

After exercising together, Lin Qingsong and the three men with the crew cut returned upstairs.

Most of the people in the apartment don't come out to exercise this early.

Otherwise, Lin Qingsong's reputation would definitely spread among the people.

Who would be a good person who exercises while accompanied by three beautiful women?

Not only are there two Russian girls with amazing figures, but the only Chinese person there is also a celebrity?
Even in COFCO No. 1, a company frequented by wealthy individuals, this is a bit excessive.

Although Lin Qingsong thought he could bring Eva to the Marie Claire photoshoot.

But Eva had no intention of giving up. "Lin, it's Monday today, I'd rather go to the interview with the people from the company."

Hearing such ambitious words, how could Lin Qingsong possibly disagree?

I contacted Xiaodao directly and asked for the address of their next interview.

He stepped on the gas and drove the car over.

Before long, a familiar Wuling minivan appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Haha, Brother Song!" Xiao Dao said with admiration as he got out of the car, "Our company is about to take off!"

Normally, Qi Nan goes to the company every Monday for a morning meeting to summarize the previous week's events.

Although she didn't have time to go, she still summarized the situation of the previous week in the WeChat group.

Like her and the crew-cut guy, one was going to shoot the cover of Marie Claire Hong Kong Island, and the other was going to shoot the inside pages of Marie Claire Mainland.

She also informed Eva that she would be walking in Givenchy's show at New York Fashion Week.

After all, the purpose of the morning meeting is to motivate everyone.

What could motivate the company's people more than these two things?

Every single message proves just how bright the company's future is.

Xiao Dao obviously saw these two messages in the WeChat group as well.

Although he had only been with the company for a short time, he had a strange sense of pride.

Our company is awesome!
"This is just a warm-up. Our company will really take off next month and the month after that." Lin Qingsong smiled at him. "How have you been these past few days? My studio will be established in a few days, and you'll be its first employee. You'll have to take on a big role then!"

"Adapt, adapt!" Xiao Dao said with a hint of curiosity, "Brother Song, you said you were going to pick models? Are we going to pick them at universities? Can I come along? I'm quite curious about the specific selection process."

Lin Qingsong readily agreed, "Why can't I bring this?"

Since he was going to Marie Claire later, he didn't accompany the group to the interview location. He just said goodbye to the models and got in the car, taking Tian Xiwei and the crew-cut man to Marie Claire's photography studio.

Looking at Lin Qingsong's car.

The models who got out of the van and gathered together all looked at Eva with envious eyes.

They're not stupid; they can see that the models Shining International actively seeks to sign are basically all going to take off.

The first signed artist, Eva, was able to walk the runway for high-end fashion shows at New York Fashion Week.

The second person to sign a contract with a buzz cut was able to appear in the pages of a top-tier women's magazine like Marie Claire.

Even Eva, the model signed by Lin Qingsong, won the runner-up title in a major competition, and her value doubled.

And all of this is more or less related to Lin Qingsong.

They didn't expect Lin Qingsong to sign them too, but building a good relationship with Eva was definitely necessary.

Everyone here can see through this.

Even if you had to guess, you could tell that Eva and Lin Qingsong had a special relationship.

In this situation, it would be good if Eva could put in a good word for them with Lin Qingsong.

"Eva, the photos you took in Zhongwei are so beautiful."

"Yes, you have a great figure and great temperament. I think you can be in the magazine pages next time."

"What do you mean by 'inside pages'? I think it's good enough for a magazine cover!"

"Yes, yes, I think so too!"

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Hearing the models praising her, Eva appeared calm on the surface, but inside she was incredibly happy.

However, she also knew that the reason these people were flattering her was mainly because of Lin Qingsong.

I am able to live such a comfortable life now, and it is largely thanks to Lin Qingsong.

If Lin Qingsong hadn't signed her, she would probably still be living a poor life in Russia.

How could it possibly be the same as it is now?

They go on beach vacations, desert tours, and even stay in huge houses that they never dared to imagine before.

She felt excited just thinking about the large apartment she stayed in last night.

After chatting with the crew-cut guy and learning the price of that large apartment from her, she felt like she was dreaming.

Such an expensive house—if it weren't for Lin Qingsong's connections, she probably would never have been able to afford it in her entire life.

Lin Qingsong had no idea what happened after he left. Even if he did know, it wouldn't matter.

After all, the modeling industry is very realistic.

It's perfectly normal to flatter the strong and criticize the weak.

Even though the atmosphere in their company is better than most companies, thanks to Anna, the top female executive, and her leadership.

But these kinds of things are always unavoidable.

He was experiencing a long-lost traffic jam.

If he were in Zhongwei, he could even arrive 20 minutes earlier.

However, in Shanghai, a journey that normally takes twenty minutes can be stretched to forty minutes due to traffic congestion.

Fortunately, he left an hour early, so he wasn't late.

CN Zone, Xiyun Building.

After parking the car, Lin Qingsong led the crew-cut man and Tian Xiwei into the familiar building.

The security guard at the entrance didn't react at all when he saw Tian Xiwei, but he smiled and greeted Lin Qingsong instead.

As the gatekeeper of this mecca of Shanghai's modeling scene, he has seen countless celebrities.

The mystique surrounding celebrities has been completely demystified.

He was actually very enthusiastic towards Lin Qingsong, his agent, who would always offer him cigarettes whenever he came.

"Uncle He, would you like one?"

Since it was still early, Lin Qingsong took a cigarette out of his pocket, handed it to the security guard, and said with a smile, "What kind of gossip is going on in the building lately?"

The security guard, who was called Uncle He, took the cigarette and said with a smile, "There really is one."

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Lin Qingsong looked at him curiously.

"A few days ago, there was this big black guy, I think his name was Jimmy? He caused trouble on the third floor, forcing the agent to give him more money, saying he wouldn't film if he didn't get more money!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingsong felt inexplicably familiar with the name Jimmy, the big black man.

At this moment, Uncle He continued: "It turned out that the agent was quite stubborn and refused to give the big black guy extra money. Moreover, the agent seemed to be quite familiar with the producer and the client, and immediately contacted another big black guy to come and film."

After taking a puff of his cigarette, Uncle He chuckled and said, "In the end, when that big black guy named Jimmy realized that raising the price on the spot was useless, he immediately compromised. When he found that the agent was ignoring him, he actually started cursing at the big black guy who had been temporarily called in. In the end, the two big black guys started fighting, all the way from the third floor to the first floor."

???

Lin Qingsong was speechless for a moment, and at the same time, he silently mourned for his colleague whom he had never met.

Who are these people?

He finally remembered why the name Jimmy sounded familiar.

On the day he obtained the system, the intelligence he received included someone named Jimmy.

At that time, Lao Yang's client almost chose this big black man who used to be called Haiger.

After finally stopping himself, Lao Yang stopped using it.

Otherwise, Lao Yang might very well have experienced the same thing.

After telling Jimmy's gossip, Uncle He went on to talk about a few other things that had happened in the building recently.

Xiyun Building truly lives up to its reputation as a mecca for Shanghai's modeling scene. It may lack many things, but it certainly doesn't lack all sorts of gossip.

After finishing his cigarette, Lin Qingsong smiled and said, "Uncle He, I'm going upstairs now. We still have filming to do today."

"Row."

Wait until you get into the elevator.

Tian Xiwei asked curiously, "Old Lin, is your industry so dangerous? There are even fights?"

"No, not really." Lin Qingsong pressed the button for the fifth floor before smiling and saying, "The main problem is that the models this time are a bit special; they're all big black men. Otherwise, there definitely wouldn't have been a fight."

These foreigners come to Shanghai to make money; they wouldn't fight for no reason.

After all, getting into a fight can not only get you arrested, but it can also affect your passport and visa.

Serious offenses may result in warnings, fines, or even being ordered to leave the country within a specified period or being deported.

It's only because Big Black has a fiery temper and doesn't care about anything once he gets angry that a fight breaks out.

"Oh, I see." Tian Xiwei nodded. "Old Lin, then you should probably avoid working with those big black guys in the future."

We waited until we reached the fifth floor.

Lin Qingsong walked to Studio 508 following the door number and saw Qi Nan standing at the door, chatting with a slender woman.

"Old Lin, you've come at the right time. Let me introduce you. This is Gina, the editor-in-chief of Marie Claire Hong Kong magazine."

"Gina, this is Lin Qingsong, our company's top agent. Of course, he will become a shareholder of our company next month."

Upon hearing this, the slender Gina asked with a hint of curiosity, "Lin Qingsong? Haven't we met somewhere before?"

Lin Qingsong also felt that she looked somewhat familiar. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively asked, "The Harper's Bazaar gala?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Gina nodded. "I knew you looked familiar. Did you come with Vivian the other day?"

After saying that, she sighed in a very familiar manner: "Sigh, I was originally planning to interview Vivian, but unfortunately she has already given an exclusive interview to VOGUE magazine. I don't know when she will come to China next. I still really like the designs she made after coming to Valentino."

“She’ll be attending Shanghai Fashion Week in October, so we can grab a drink together then.” Since they were already familiar with each other, Lin Qingsong naturally changed his tone and manner of speaking, while also subtly showcasing his own influence.

look.

If you can't get a date with Vivian, I can help you arrange to meet up for drinks.

Upon hearing this, Gina immediately smiled and said, "Then it's a deal? When I'm in Shanghai in October, let's grab a drink together?"

"Sure, no problem!" Lin Qingsong gave an "OK" sign before introducing Tian Xiwei to everyone. "Seventh Brother, Gina, this is Tian Xiwei, my friend. She's currently working in the entertainment industry and is also a loyal fan of Jiaren. She knew I was bringing my buzz cut to the shoot, so she thought she'd come along. Gina, you don't mind, right?"

He said the last sentence while looking at Gina.

"Haha, what's there to mind? This isn't some shameful occasion. I'm happy to have fans here!" Gina was clearly not the violent big black guy she was thinking about.

Upon hearing this, she smiled broadly at Tian Xiwei and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​you're working in the entertainment industry, right? It just so happens that at the end of September, our magazine will be holding a small party in Hong Kong Island. In addition to inviting some people from the fashion industry, we will also invite some celebrities. If Xiao Tian has time, you can come and have some fun."

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiwei couldn't help but feel a little excited.

This is a gala for Marie Claire.

Even if it's just an event held on Hong Kong Island, attending it can still help you gain exposure in the fashion world.

You should know that the last time she was able to attend Harper's Bazaar's gala, her agency went to great lengths and pulled countless strings to get a formal invitation to walk the red carpet.

And now.

The invitation to the Marie Claire gala appeared before her so casually.

The sense of surprise and disappointment was so overwhelming that Tian Xiwei didn't even react immediately.

Lin Qingsong gently patted her arm and then said with a smile, "Xiao Tian, ​​you should have been available at that time, right?"

"Yes!" Tian Xiwei said, barely suppressing her excitement. "Sister Gina, I'll be available at the end of September."

"That's good." Gina nodded with a smile, then turned and called to her assistant through the door.

After her assistant came over, she said, "Later, prepare an invitation for Xiaotian to the gala at the end of September. As for other benefits, make sure they are as high as those for a first-tier celebrity."

Don't talk about anything else.

Just because Lin Qingsong could strike up a conversation with Vivian and even recommend models to walk the Givenchy show at New York Fashion Week.

She gave the invitation and the exceptional benefits willingly.

God knows how surprised she was when she learned from Qi Nan that Lin Qingsong had pushed a model onto Givenchy's runway at New York Fashion Week.

Even she has to be careful when dealing with these top luxury brand designers.

And what about Lin Qingsong?
She attended the dinner party with Valentino designer Vivian again, and they seemed quite intimate.

This is yet another instance of models being crammed into Givenchy's shows at the last minute during the four major fashion weeks.

She certainly doesn't have that kind of skill.

Gina felt she had struck gold by giving an invitation and offering exceptional treatment in exchange for befriending someone with an unknown background.

Even when she saw Tian Xiwei, Qi Nan, and the crew-cut man taking pictures together.

Gina also offered to take a photo with them and said she could include her in her social media posts.

As filming officially began, Tian Xiwei couldn't help but say to Lin Qingsong, "Old Lin, you still have the most influence!"

She had interacted with editors-in-chief of fashion magazines before, but never had such a pleasant experience.

[P.S.: Brothers, the author is completely exhausted!!! But I've already repaid the generous donation of 10,000 words from the generous donor on Xianyu!!! Now there's only one bonus chapter left for a monthly pass, so please give me a break. I'm just too tired, my back aches, my eyelids are practically cramping, and I think I only need a little over 100 more monthly passes to reach 500 again. Please keep asking for monthly passes~~~~~~ When I feel better, I'll combine them into one bonus chapter, maybe 5,000 or 6,000 words? ? ? ]

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