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Chapter 193 Extremely High Standards [5k-word long chapter]

Sanyang Road, Xiangyang Lane.

After parking his car a short distance away, Lin Qingsong picked up the Hasselblad camera that Vivian had given him and started walking forward.

Not long after, he saw that the alley was blocked off by long warning tape.

Warning tape may look small and thin, but physically it can't actually stop anyone.

In modern society, once this line is drawn, very few people will actually cross it.

To put it in a more mystical way...

It affects not only the physical level, but also the psychological level of people.

This is not just a small warning line; in many cases, it also represents the authority of the government.

Just like when the community was locked down before, the warning tape was hanging on the ground, but no one crossed it.

Even when trading goods, they communicated through a strip of cloth.

It is not a physical ban, but a ban on the mind and consciousness from multiple perspectives.

So even if the warning line was just put up by the construction company, Lin Qingsong wouldn't just casually cross it.

Because the construction company was authorized to put up this warning line, if he just crossed it like that...

If you just rush in like that, at the very least, there are safety risks, and at worst, it's disrespectful to the country and a violation of the law.

So he wandered around for a bit and found a worker wearing a blue hard hat. He immediately stood behind the warning tape and said, "Brother, brother, could you come over here for a second? I have something to do."

Lin Qingsong didn't just randomly pick someone to talk to; he specifically chose someone wearing a blue hat.

As the saying goes, "Yellow hats do the work, red hats watch, blue hats turn around, and white hats call the shots!"

Yellow hard hats belong to workers, while red hard hats belong to technicians, safety officers, or superiors.

Blue hard hats represent skilled workers, while white hats represent those of the client, construction site leaders, and other personnel.

Lin Qingsong wanted to get into the demolition site, but he couldn't just look for the ordinary workers in yellow hats; they didn't have the right to do so.

Finding those red-hat technicians is definitely not an option; they're too busy and will ask too many questions.

As for the white ones, needless to say.

Therefore, blue is the most suitable color. They may not have much power, but because they have a skill, they still have some influence on the construction site and there won't be too many problems.

"What's wrong?" The man in the blue hat looked at Lin Qingsong with a cigarette in his mouth, and at the same time glanced at the camera hanging around his neck.

"Brother, it's like this, I'm a photographer. When I passed by here, I found that this area of ​​old buildings was being demolished, which I felt was a bit of a pity. So I thought I'd take some photos to commemorate it. Could you help me get in?"

When Lin Qingsong mentioned the photographer, he switched his camera. After finishing his sentence, he took out a pack of Red Nanjing cigarettes from his pocket, knocked one out, and handed it to the man in the blue hat.

"Photographer, want to take a picture to commemorate this?" The man didn't take the cigarette right away. He looked at Lin Qingsong and the camera on his body, then turned his head to look at the alley behind him. After thinking for a while, he finally took the cigarette and put it behind his ear. "Okay, wait for me here."

Lin Qingsong smiled and nodded.

The man returned to the alleyway less than two minutes later, carrying a red hard hat and a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Here, put on your hat and come in."

"Okay!" Lin Qingsong took the hat, put it on, and then lifted the warning tape and walked into the alley.

The hat and the older brother were their passes to enter the cordon; having them meant they had a legitimate reason to go in.

After entering, Lin Qingsong did not go straight to room 45, but instead patted the left and right sides.

He wasn't wrong.

Although I know that it is indeed necessary to renovate old urban areas for the sake of urban development.

It's a real shame that so many old buildings have been demolished.

Taking photos to record things is really nice.

After about ten minutes of filming, the man started to get impatient.

"Young man, how much longer?"

"Right away, right away, I'll just take some more pictures of the houses." Lin Qingsong then strolled over to house number 45.

However, he was stunned when he saw it.

This place has already been half-demolished.

Fortunately, he glanced at the system's highlighted area again and discovered a piece of porcelain in the ruins with a dark, sticky substance stuck to it.

"Brother, I'm almost done filming." Lin Qingsong said, handing another cigarette to the man in the blue hat.

"Then let's go." A cigarette calmed the older brother down a bit, and his tone became less impatient.

"Okay." Lin Qingsong said, casually lowering his head and kicking a piece of broken brick on the ground. "By the way, brother, can I take something with me as a souvenir?"

"Take it if you want, these things are just construction waste and aren't worth much," the older man said nonchalantly, puffing on his cigarette.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qingsong immediately bent down and picked up the piece of porcelain.

All that effort, just for this little yellow croaker worth 30,000 yuan?

"Wow, what is this that you brought?" The older brother looked speechlessly at the porcelain covered in a large blob of black grime.

"I don't know, but I think it's quite artistic," Lin Qingsong said in a very artistic way. "Don't you think so?"

"Uh, never mind, just find something to remember it by." The older brother didn't want to answer, and simply took a few steps back silently.

After leaving the area, Lin Qingsong opened the trunk of his G-Class, put a bunch of stuff inside, and then drove off towards Changning Raffles City.

Parking his car in the underground garage, Lin Qingsong inexplicably discovered another little trick of the system.

He had previously noticed that while some information was highlighted when clicked, others were not.

However, those pieces of information that are not displayed will still be highlighted when clicked.

This intelligence indicates that the show-quality Ragdoll cat that ran away from the Raffles House pet store at 11:00 AM will be hiding behind a fire hydrant on the third-floor east staircase.

But once they arrived at Raffles City, Lin Qingsong subconsciously clicked on the information.

Unexpectedly, even though it wasn't 11 o'clock yet, the highlight still appeared. Looking at the constantly moving cat-shaped highlight, he found the Ragdoll cat in just ten minutes.

Although it wasn't found behind the fire hydrant on the third floor east section, the pet shop still gave Lin Qingsong a thank-you fee of three thousand yuan.

With the thank-you fee in hand, Lin Qingsong casually found a self-service sukiyaki restaurant and had his lunch.

After finishing his meal, he prepared to head to the last treasure hunt spot of the day: "Pujiang Bay Resort Center".

I'm determined to take this Cartier bracelet, which costs 126,000 yuan, home today!
As for the autographed gloves from the racetrack, that's not in a rush.

Anyway, the lockers won't be cleared out until September 30th.

He also searched online.

There are still competitions coming up, and Zhou Guangyu will be participating.

If he can win a few more races, the price of this racing glove might go up!
However, before that, Lin Qingsong had to go to a place to pick up someone.

Xiyun Building.

Anna looked at Lin Qingsong who had suddenly appeared and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Lin, what brings you here?"

"I've come to pick you up for your vacation." Lin Qingsong smiled at the girl in front of him who never argued or fought for anything. "So? Want to come?"

He has looked at the schedule.

Anna only has four hours of filming in the morning today, and in the afternoon she will go to an interview with everyone.

"But the company has scheduled an interview for me this afternoon."

"On behalf of the company, I'm giving you half a day off."

Lin Qingsong spoke these words with unusual ease.

Is this what it feels like to be a boss?

Ha ha! !
He used to be able to ask models for leave.

But that was a leave of absence.

Nothing beats the straightforwardness of getting a fake leave approved right away these days!

Upon hearing this slightly domineering statement, Anna remembered the message Qi Nan had posted in the company group chat that Lin Qingsong had become a shareholder of the company.

"Okay," Anna said with a hint of happiness, "Then I'll thank you, boss!"

She's not actually a workaholic; she's just used to the company's arrangements.

How could anyone not like being able to slack off openly and legitimately now!

In particular, I can also go out and have fun with Lin Qingsong.

"No need to thank me, I'm just celebrating your joining the company!" Lin Qingsong said, then led her to his G-Wagon.

On the way to drive.

Lin Qingsong suddenly understood why people online say that a beautiful woman in the passenger seat of a G-Class is the standard feature of the G-Class, and everything else is just an option.

The difference between having women and not having women is indeed significant.

Especially when waiting at a red light, the difference is like night and day.

He arrived at the Pujiang Bay Resort around 1 p.m.

Whether it was the off-season or not, when Lin Qingsong went to pay for the room, there wasn't a single customer at the front desk. Even after he and Anna changed their clothes in the room and went swimming in the pool, they didn't encounter any other guests along the way.

Seeing that it was almost time, Lin Qingsong said to Anna, "Anna, wait here for me, I dropped something in the pool."

Ok?
Anna scratched her head, puzzled.

It seems that Lin Qingsong didn't lose anything.

But she didn't say anything in the end, and just obediently continued swimming in the pool.

Lin Qingsong then approached the staff, explaining that his Cartier bracelet might have fallen into the pool's drainpipe while he was swimming.

The system's highlighting function allowed him to easily see exactly where the Cartier bracelet was.

It's unclear whether the hotel staff overheard Lin Qingsong saying the bracelet was worth 200,000 yuan, or saw Lin Qingsong with Anna.

In short, the worker arrived very quickly, and the action of taking out the bracelet was also very swift.

Upon seeing the Cartier bracelet, which could fetch 126,000 yuan, Lin Qingsong immediately expressed his intention to write a thank-you letter to the person who handled the matter.

For employees of enterprises and institutions, as well as those working in the international hotel industry.

A thank-you note sent to headquarters is more important than a cash thank-you note.

Many hospitals do the same; a thank-you letter or a banner can sometimes really help doctors get promoted and receive a raise.

So you really can skip giving red envelopes or anything like that. If all else fails, just give the doctor a few extra pens after you're discharged; that's the best way to thank them.

Therefore, the person handling this matter was quite happy after hearing Lin Qingsong's words.

Once you have the items, there's no need to swim anymore.

Arrived at the room.

Anna was somewhat curious about the bracelet, but in the end she didn't ask any more questions.

She may not be very smart, but she has always known the saying that too much talk leads to mistakes.

As a result, I've never been a talkative person since I was little.

After spending a pleasant evening catching up with Anna, Lin Qingsong said that he would make it up to her properly after returning to Shanghai from Paris Fashion Week and signing a contract with his company.

Putting aside whether there are resources now, even if there were, Lin Qingsong wouldn't give them to Anna.

If she becomes a huge star and her agency doesn't release her, then it would be a complete waste.

Anna remained calm, saying that no matter what, as long as it could help Lin Qingsong, that was enough.

After all, when Lin Qingsong said he wouldn't provide resources, he didn't mean he wouldn't let her take on cases.

During this period, Anna will still take on cases as usual, but there will be no fashion magazine covers, trends of the four major fashion weeks, or luxury brand endorsements.

Even before that, Anna basically didn't have these things.

She remained quite calm about it, appearing indifferent.

Seeing Anna's nonchalant and unassuming demeanor, Lin Qingsong inexplicably thought of "Blind Sister," a famous figure in the entertainment industry.

This marketer has always presented herself as someone who is indifferent to fame and fortune, uncompetitive, and Zen-like.

Whether Liu Sisi really meant it or not, nobody knows.

But at least she definitely wants to keep trying to make a comeback.

After all, there are five elderly people in the family to support.

Lin Qingsong really couldn't understand whether this "blind sister" was actually blind.

Otherwise, why would she be interested in Wu Qilong, who is so much older than her?

Could it be that she likes the smell of old people?
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To be fair, Anna is truly a person of quiet elegance. From the very first day she signed with China, she has never competed or fought for anything.

She carved out a niche for herself in Shanghai's modeling industry purely through her looks, luck, and professionalism.

September 1st.

Saturday.

After dropping Anna, with whom he had spent the night pouring his heart out, back at her apartment, Lin Qingsong drove to Duan Zhizhi's place.

Although today is Saturday, it is also the start of the new semester at Dong Hwa University, as well as the open day of the Dong Hwa Flea Market.

He had made an appointment with Duan Zhizhi long ago.

Before going to Dong Hwa University to be a talent scout today, I wanted to visit the not-so-famous Dong Hwa flea market.

in the car.

Lin Qingsong looked at the message on his phone where He Yu asked him when he was going back, and scratched his head awkwardly.

He seemed to have forgotten that today was also the day He Yu started school in Suzhou.

"Xiaoyu, I've been a bit busy these past few days. Also, even if I were to go home today, it would probably be around nine or ten o'clock."

After the message was sent, a reply came immediately.

"Brother Lin, I'll wait for you at home. I'll ask my advisor for leave and go to report tomorrow. It's the same thing."

What could Lin Qingsong say? He could only reply with "OK".

After putting the phone back, he inexplicably felt that he was getting busier and busier, either running around gathering intelligence or doing work.

Previously, he could only do odd jobs.

The rest of the time he either slacks off at the company or confides in some familiar girls.

It's different now.

Work has entered a boom period, and there are more and more girls around.

The scattered pieces of information also stretched his horizons considerably.

Especially intelligence from the green and blue camps.

It's practically useless.

It is a pity that it is tasteless.

Between one hundred and ten thousand yuan.

If this had happened before, Lin Qingsong would have been somewhat happy.

After all, these were all free; all I had to do was bend down.

But it's different now.

Now that his time is valuable, bending down to pick up green and blue intelligence has consumed far too much of his time and energy.

"Sigh, if only the system could only send out information of pink rank or higher," Lin Qingsong silently prayed, then watched as Duan Zhizhi walked out of the stairwell.

Looking at the G-Wagon that came to pick her up, Duan Zhizhi couldn't help but circle around it before realizing that the license plate was correct.

Seeing her peeking around, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but roll down the car window and say to Duan Zhizhi, who was still looking, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and get in the car!"

After hearing Lin Qingsong's words, Duan Zhizhi finally believed that the car belonged to Lin Qingsong.

After opening the passenger side door and fastening her seatbelt, she turned around, clasped her hands in a fist salute, and said, "Brother Lin, our little Duan has really made something of herself, actually getting to sit in the passenger seat of a G-Class!!"

"Stop being silly. This is the autographed piece of Du Juan that you asked for before. I've been busy with other things lately and haven't had a chance to give it to you yet." After she got into the car, Lin Qingsong took the paper with Du Juan's autograph and message out of the armrest box.

"Ah!!! Brother Lin, you actually got Du Juan's autograph!!" Duan Zhizhi looked at the paper in Lin Qingsong's hand in surprise.

After carefully reading the message Lin Qingsong had asked Du Juan to write, she couldn't help but read it aloud: "Wishing Duan Zhizhi continued success in the modeling industry and that she will soon grace the haute couture stage!!!"

hiss!
After reading it, Duan Zhizhi looked at Lin Qingsong with immense excitement, "Brother Lin, how did you do that?! This...this...this..."

If Du Juan were still a model, she wouldn't be so agitated.

After all, she's a model, and you never know when you might run into her backstage at a fashion show. Asking for an autograph then would be perfectly fine.

However, Du Juan has long since switched to the entertainment industry to become an actress, and is currently in a semi-retired state.

The occasional public appearances are either at TV or movie premieres or fashion gatherings.

As a freelance model, I have absolutely no chance of getting in touch with them.

Even if Du Juan was still a model, the most she could ask for backstage at a fashion show was an autograph.

However, it was completely impossible to get Du Juan to write her own name and so many words of blessing.

But what about Lin Qingsong now?

Not only did he get Du Juan's autograph, which she had already switched to the entertainment industry and semi-retired, but she also wrote a series of blessings for him on it.

Duan Zhizhi couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother Lin, how did you get this autograph and these words?"

As she spoke, she imagined some things and looked at Lin Qingsong with a look of horror, "Brother Lin, don't tell me you've already won over Du Juan, oh my god! That's terrifying!"

"Damn, what are you talking about!" Lin Qingsong looked at her speechlessly. "What do you mean by 'got it done'? I just bumped into him at the gym, chatted for a bit, and that's how we met. As for this..."

Lin Qingsong looked at Duan Zhizhi in confusion and said, "I just asked her to write it directly. Do you think she would refuse?"

"She met you at the gym, would she really refuse?" Duan Zhizhi carefully put the paper away, then looked at him speechlessly and said, "Of course she would refuse. She's a big star. It's already good enough if she signs an autograph for you, let alone writes a message for you!"

(End of this chapter)