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Chapter 201 Orange Intelligence Turns into 500 Yuan Plus a Banner [5K Long Chapter]

Sanxiang Company.

"Is this Mr. Lin? Sister Jia has already told me that she is waiting for you in her office."

Upon hearing the receptionist's words, Lin Qingsong smiled and nodded, saying, "Thank you for your help."

He had never been to Xiang Jia's company before, and he was surprised to find that it didn't seem particularly small.

"Mr. Lin, this is the office area, that's the tea area, and that's the meeting room/reception area."

Throughout the journey, the receptionist, who was only in her early twenties, was quite dedicated and responsible, constantly introducing the company's situation.

"Mr. Lin, this is Sister Jia's office."

When they reached the innermost part of the building, the receptionist pointed to the main entrance and said, "Then I'll leave you here, Mr. Lin."

"Thank you for your help." Lin Qingsong said with a smile, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of chocolate, saying, "This is for you."

This chocolate seems to be a souvenir I got from the hotel before; I've had it at home for a while and haven't finished it.

In the end, he thought it would be nice to carry a few with him and give them away.

After all, this brand is quite reputable.

His actions were clearly effective; at least the receptionist, who already had a good impression of Lin Qingsong because of his good looks, liked him even more because of this gesture.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!" the receptionist whispered before leaving happily.

Giving roses to others leaves a lingering fragrance on your own hands.

Seeing the receptionist happy because of his casual gesture, Lin Qingsong felt much better.

"Dong dong dong~~~"

After knocking on the door, Lin Qingsong heard a voice inside ask, "Who is it?" and said with a smile, "Sister Jia, it's me."

"Green pine?"

Xiang Jia, who was working on her computer, couldn't help but smile when she heard Lin Qingsong's voice.

Ever since Lin Qingsong said he would give her a surprise, she had been looking forward to this moment.

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger.

She was at the age when she was as fierce as a wolf or a tiger.

At night, no matter how much water magic she used her wand, it was still like a drop in the ocean, unable to extinguish the fire that was spreading from within her.

This kind of unseen and intangible disaster can only be eliminated by a magic wand of utmost yang and strength.

After opening the office door, Lin Qingsong turned around and locked it from the inside.

"Sister Jia, how's the soundproofing in your office?"

Hearing this, Xiang Jia raised her hand with a hint of helplessness and pushed up her blue light blocking glasses, saying, "I didn't think about any of that at the time; it was just a normal renovation."

"That's it."

Lin Qingsong wasn't disappointed. Looking at her nails painted with cinnamon red, he smiled and walked forward: "Then, Sister Jia, how about I sit in the boss's seat and experience what it's like to be the boss?"

Hearing this, Xiang Jia didn't refuse. Her red lips, painted with lipstick the same color as her nail polish, revealed a hint of allure. "Qingsong, do you want to sit with the boss, or do you want to experience what it's like to be the boss?"

As she spoke, she had already stood up from her desk.

I don't know if it was the environment that added to the charm, or the glasses that added a touch of interest.

In short, looking at Xiang Jia in front of him wearing a champagne-colored silk shirt, Lin Qingsong felt that she seemed even more attractive than before.

The shirt she's wearing, thanks to its fabric, perfectly accentuates the full and slender curves of a mature woman.

Lin Qingsong looked down at her. The same color bodycon fishtail skirt tightly hugged Jia Jie's round buttocks and her long, straight legs made up by the pointed high heels she was wearing!

"Of course I want both!" Lin Qingsong said, his gaze never wavering, nor did his steps falter.

Xiang Jia didn't mind Lin Qingsong's scrutiny; in fact, she straightened up slightly in a slightly cooperative manner.

After sitting down, Lin Qingsong held onto the office chair and leaned back forcefully.

"Sister Jia, I never knew being a boss was so comfortable!"

"Sister Jia, so this is what it's like to be a boss!"

"Sister Jia, your hair feels so nice to touch."

"Sister Jia."

Xiang Jia didn't want to say a word to Lin Qingsong.

About half an hour later, Lin Qingsong raised his eyes to Xiang Jia and said with a smile, "Sister Jia, you must be tired too. I booked a room at a nearby hotel. Why don't you go and rest?"

Although there was still work to be done later, the boss's privileges were on full display at this moment.

Xiang Jia immediately took out her phone and sent several messages to her subordinates.

After arranging the work, she said casually, "Let's go, Qingsong. I'll take you to get something to eat first, and then we can rest."

From Lin Qingsong's angle, he could easily see Xiang Jia's delicate collarbone and a glimpse of fair skin through her slightly open neckline.

"Sister Jia, there's no rush to eat." He waved the keys to his G-Class in his hand and said, "The car's been in my possession for a while, don't you want to get it checked out?"

Although he was a little disappointed that the office wasn't soundproof, he still got to experience it for himself.

But this level of contact is really like scratching an itch through a boot.

Not enough.

Before eating, he wanted to indulge himself one more time.

Xiang Jia glanced at him playfully, but did not refuse; clearly, she was also quite interested in the suggestion.

"Sister Jia, actually I really have something important to discuss with you this time." As he was about to leave the office, Lin Qingsong suddenly remembered something and said to Xiang Jia, "Do you know Xue Ziqian? He asked me to help him find an advertising company to promote his hot pot restaurant and personal brand. I'll give you his assistant's number."

Xue Ziqian had already contacted him again some time ago, probably wanting to further curry favor with Lin Qingsong.

Lao Xue also asked Lin Qingsong if he knew any advertising companies.

He said he wanted to switch to another company to be in charge of promoting his hot pot business and his personal brand.

Although Lin Qingsong knew that Xue Ziqian was trying to please him, he did not refuse.

Upon hearing Lin Qingsong's words, Xiang Jia couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Qingsong, which singer are you talking about?"

"Yeah." Lin Qingsong shrugged. "How are you, Jia-jie? Are you managing? If not..."

He was interrupted by Xiang Jia before he could finish speaking.
"How could I not be busy!" Xiang Jia covered his mouth and said with a light laugh, "Qingsong, you delivered such a big order to Sister Jia, how can Sister Jia thank you?"

"Sister Jia, didn't you just thank her?"

"Is this enough?"

"That's not enough, I want to experience it again later!"

"it is good!"

After joking around with Lin Qingsong for a while, Xiang Jia fixed her hair and makeup in front of the mirror before leaving the office.

At the same time, I mentioned Xue Ziqian's matter to my managers and asked them to contact the people there.

"Bye-Bye."

When Lin Qingsong left the company with Xiang Jia, he politely greeted the receptionist.

"Goodbye boss, goodbye Mr. Lin!" The receptionist, who had been slacking off, quickly stood up and greeted the two of them.

Xiang Jia didn't say anything after seeing this scene, but once they got to the elevator, she exclaimed, "Qingsong, you really have a lot of luck with women."

"Hehe, what's the point of having so many women? I only need you, Sister Jia!" Hearing this, Xiang Jia was still incredibly moved even though she knew it was fake.

This feeling of being moved lasted until evening.

Inside the hotel.

Xiang Jia waved weakly at Lin Qingsong and said, "Qingsong, I can't take it anymore. Don't just leave me alone. Hurry up and contact someone else!"

too tired!
This love is far too heavy.

She was really struggling to keep up.

We need to find someone to share this burden of love.

"Contact another one?" Upon hearing this, Lin Qingsong, lying to the side, said, "Then I'll call Xiaotian over. I'm going to Hunan with her tomorrow morning!"

"Go to Hunan?" Xiang Jia didn't care whether Lin Qingsong had actually contacted Tian Xiwei, since she really couldn't take it anymore. Instead, she was a little curious about why the two of them suddenly wanted to go to Hunan.

"Yeah, a friend of mine wrapped up filming, I'll go check it out." Lin Qingsong didn't explain much, and after saying that, he took out his phone and sent his location to Tian Xiwei.

Tian Xiwei, who was studying the script at home, immediately perked up after seeing Lin Qingsong's message.

Without even reading the script, I packed my clothes, grabbed a small suitcase, and headed to the hotel.

Although we had arranged to go to the airport in the morning, it would be nice to meet Lin Qingsong earlier.

It was around 6 p.m. when Lin Qingsong picked up Tian Xiwei from the underground parking garage.

When she saw Xiang Jia inside the house, she wasn't too surprised; instead, she felt inexplicably relieved.

to be frank.

She was genuinely a bit weak when fighting alone.

But if she has help, she's not afraid at all.

"Old Lin, come on! Tonight, either you beg for mercy or I pass out!"

Tian Xiwei made a bold statement about tonight's battle.

Anyway, I can rest before my flight tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if I don't sleep tonight.

Xiang Jia, who was standing to the side, perked up after being provoked by Tian Xiwei.

"Qingsong, did you hear what Xiaotian said?" She took a sip of water and said with a smile, "Tonight I also want to see you beg for mercy."

Because she rested for a while after dinner, she felt much better than before.

Regarding the two women's bold statements.

Lin Qingsong didn't take it to heart.

He checked his phone and found that He Xue wouldn't be here for over an hour.

They immediately launched their first battle. It wasn't until He Xue made a phone call that Lin Qingsong voluntarily ended the fight and went downstairs to get his luggage.

"Brother Lin, it's quite hot in Hunan too, so I mostly packed short-sleeved shirts and shorts. I also prepared a sun-protective shirt for you, so it can keep you out of the wind if it gets windy."

Hearing He Xue's words, Lin Qingsong nodded and took the suitcase from her. Then, as if remembering something, he couldn't help but add, "By the way, Xue, if you have time, remember to learn how to drive."

If He Xue could drive, she could drive the G-Wagon back today.

"Okay, Brother Lin." He Xue didn't ask why, nodded in agreement, said a few more words that she would take good care of Lin Xiaoguai and the little golden retriever, and then left.

Looking at her retreating figure, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but feel helpless.

I feel like I'm a bit of a jerk.

He's booked a room upstairs, and tomorrow he's flying to Hunan to "fire" (a metaphor for military operations), while someone here is delivering his luggage.

He had only told He Xue that he was going to Hunan for the next few days and wouldn't be going back that night.

There's no need to pack your luggage; the hotel will definitely provide most of what you need.

Anyway, it's summer now, so I'll just go there and buy a few changes of clothes.

Unexpectedly, He Xue volunteered to help pack and deliver the luggage to the hotel.

Lin Qingsong was too lazy to refuse, so he agreed.

But looking at He Xue's back, he realized that his behavior was indeed a bit scummy.

but.
Just be scumbag.

He's always been like this since he was a child.

Even in elementary school, he was surrounded by more than one female classmate.

One person said they brought fruit from home, while the other said they brought chocolate from home; they simply couldn't eat it all.

This situation not only did not improve in junior high, high school, and university, but it became even worse than in elementary school.

He would occasionally ask the girls who were circling around him, "Don't you feel bored and afraid to admit you're a jerk?"
They were very direct in saying that it might be a bit of a jerk, but it's sweet.

As long as it's sweet!

Lin Qingsong shrugged and returned to the house with his luggage to continue his battle.

At the same time, I realized that what I did today was indeed wrong.

Whether he's a jerk or not is another matter.

He Xue is already downstairs at the hotel, so I should bring her up with me!

Hey!
Failed.

Around 3 a.m.

Tian Xiwei, who had been spouting nonsense, had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Despite constantly appearing as if she might faint at any moment, Xiang Jia remained steadfast.

All I can say is that a young woman is a young woman; her endurance is something that young people can't match.

However, she didn't last long and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the two of them, Lin Qingsong felt a sense of invincibility amidst the world, yet loneliness as pure as snow.

I'm also looking forward to my trip to New York.

The two prisoners each lured several people into their trap.

Hopefully, they can put up a fight.

Lying habitually in the bathtub, Lin Qingsong looked at the mineral water beside him and felt that coconut water was still more refreshing.

Next time, I must prepare in advance.

But it didn't matter. He found a comfortable position and began to review today's intelligence.

Although there were six pieces of intelligence yesterday, apart from the first one, the rest were not related to color.

I wonder how good the intelligence will be today.

As per usual.

The system should refresh some information about the Yangtianhu Grassland in Hunan today.

After all, he's flying to Hunan today.

[Daily Intelligence 01 (Purple): On the edge of Yangtian Lake Grassland, in a clearing in a dense forest that was once an old post station, there is a rusty iron box in the decaying tree hollow of an old tree. It was a treasure hiding place of a Qing Dynasty postman, containing several well-preserved "mulberry fruit wood" silver coins from the snowy region (worth 120,000)]

I rub!

Purple????
Lin Qingsong couldn't help but look at the color of the intelligence report again before realizing that he hadn't misread it.

Has the system been a bit too generous lately?

I just got a purple intelligence report a few days ago, and now another one has appeared??
Also, what is a mulberry fruit wood silver coin?

This sounds like both a tree and a nut.

Although he would occasionally supplement his knowledge to avoid misunderstanding what the intelligence was saying.

But China has so many ancient artifacts.

No matter how much you supplement, there will still be many blind spots in posture.

This mulberry nut wood coin clearly touched upon a blind spot in his knowledge.

Lin Qingsong picked up his phone and checked it with a puzzled look.

It was then discovered that the history of coins in the snowy region is surprisingly short.

It was only after Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty ordered the minting of the first batch of coins in the snowy region.

Of course, this mulberry tree has nothing to do with Emperor Qianlong.

It is a silver coin minted in the snowy region between 1933 and 1938.

Meanwhile, the so-called "mulberry fruit wood" is actually a Tibetan word, which translates to "three taels of silver" in Chinese.

That is, the face value of this silver coin is three taels.

But why is this silver coin valuable?

One reason is the coin's complicated design.

The obverse of the coin features a lion stepping on an embroidered ball in the center, along with cloud patterns, snow-capped mountains, the sun, the moon, and an umbrella, fish, and a lucky knot on the outer ring.

The center of the reverse side features a vase, while the outer ring is decorated with lotus, conch, banner, and wheel patterns.

It also has a particularly high silver content.

Another reason is that not long after the coin was successfully minted, the local leader died.

The snow-covered area considered this coin unlucky, so after only two years of minting, the coin was redesigned and became a new version of the Sanson coin.

In other words, the old version of the mulberry silver coin only circulated for two years.

According to the price in the intelligence report, these coins are 100% old Sanson coins.

[Daily Intelligence 02 (Orange): Deep within the silt of the central area of ​​Yangtian Lake lies a well-sealed lead box containing a complete set of kingfisher feather headdress jewelry from the Ming Dynasty, which was left at the bottom of the lake during an ancient sacrificial ceremony. (Price: One Million)]

Ok? ? ?
Um! ! !
Holy crap, I can't believe my eyes!!!
Orange-level intelligence?
Lin Qingsong, who was already excited by the discovery of a purple-level intelligence report, became even more excited upon seeing the second report, to the point where he felt like standing up out of the water.

Orange-level intelligence!!!

It's actually orange-level intelligence.

What's going on with the system today? First, a purple intelligence message appeared after a great start.

Then another orange-level intelligence report appeared!
Is today my lucky day?

Taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down, Lin Qingsong carefully read through the intelligence report.

After reading it all, he finally calmed down completely.

It's not that the intelligence isn't valuable enough; although it barely reaches the tail end of orange intelligence, it still amounts to one million.

This information is really not easy to obtain.

It is both the central area of ​​the lake and hidden deep in the silt, and it is also a lead box.

The first one is actually easy to solve.

He can get to the central area by renting a boat.

But the second one is more difficult to solve.

Hidden deep in the mud!

Who knows how deep this is? The system is using the word "hidden," which means it's definitely not an ordinary depth.

Thirdly.

The Ming Dynasty noblewoman's kingfisher feather headdress, worth millions, was hidden inside a lead box.

And it was a lead box with excellent sealing.

This alone tells you that this thing won't be very light.

Even if it's not buried that deep, figuring out how to lift it out is still a problem.

It's impossible to hire a diver to go down and get it.

Even if he did hire divers to go down, he wouldn't be able to find the lead box so easily in the complex waters.

Lin Qingsong pondered.

The best way to get this million-dollar noblewoman's kingfisher feather headdress is for him to learn to scuba dive and then follow the system's instructions to retrieve it from the water.

In this way, confidentiality can be greatly improved.

Otherwise, if it were leaked, it wouldn't just be a million-dollar piece of orange intelligence anymore.

It will instantly become green intelligence worth five hundred dollars.

Ok.

At most, we'll add a banner.

(End of this chapter)