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Chapter 8 The Proactive Model of the Old Mao

Good morning, Lao Lin.

When the bald woman saw Lin Qingsong, she smiled and raised the silver wine pot in her hand to greet him.

"Seventh Brother, long time no see! You've gotten even more handsome!" Lin Qingsong glanced at the Russian mannequin in front of him and said with a smile to the bald woman, "I think this batch is of pretty good quality. Looks like the company is going to have a big sale this quarter!"

Seventh Brother, full name Qi Nan.

Founder of Shining International Model Agency.

During her studies in Russia, she unexpectedly entered the modeling industry and then spent five years building her company into one of the top ten modeling agencies in Shanghai.

His greatest hobby in life is drinking, and it is also what he is best at.

Every time I go to the Russian modeling school to select models, I always manage to impress the Russian teachers and choose the best models who are also suitable for the domestic market.

Qi Nan took a sip of the plum wine she was having for breakfast, a relaxed smile spreading across her beautiful face. "Anyway, we've brought the person here. Whether it sells well or not is up to you."

She glanced at the alarm clock on the wall and said, "Alright, it's getting late. Let's finish shooting the model cards as soon as possible and sell them to these Russians."

"okay."

The boss gave the order, and everyone sprang into action.

The models had already finished their makeup at the model apartment when they arrived in the morning. Since these people were also frequent model shooters, the photoshoot was very easy.

In about two hours, Lin Qingsong had finished photographing the model cards of more than ten Russian models. He even had the leisure to take a few close-up photos of Yang Xiaoxiao and Qi Nan.

"Tsk tsk, Lao Lin's photography skills are top-notch." Looking at his own photo on the computer screen, Qi Nan praised with a smile.

"The photography skills are undeniable, but they're just underestimating handsome guys like us!" Niu Hao sighed, feigning helplessness, after failing to get any close-up photos.

"Old Niu, don't rush." ​​Lin Qingsong smiled and picked up his camera, snapping a series of photos at his face.

However, less than a minute later, Niu Hao very conscientiously deleted his photos.

Without comparison, there is no harm; the only purpose of my photo among this group of handsome men and beautiful women is to make them look even better.

"By the way, Lao Lin." Looking at the two of them joking around, Qi Nan took a sip of his drink and suddenly remembered something. "A friend of mine wants to come to Shanghai to play in a while. She asked me to find a photographer to follow her. How about I recommend you to her?"

"Forget it, Seventh Brother, with my skills, how could I be a photographer?" Lin Qingsong refused without even thinking. He joked that he would rather use his time to get a massage than be a photographer.

Qi Nan wasn't annoyed. He sat on the desk with the wine jug in his hand and said with a smile, "Ten thousand yuan for half a day. Are you sure you don't want to go? My friend is a real beauty."

"I'll go! I'll definitely go!" Lin Qingsong changed his mind decisively. "Money doesn't matter, I just want to see what the beautiful woman Seventh Brother talked about looks like."

Ten thousand yuan for half a day, anyone who doesn't go is a fool!

“Okay, I’ll tell you when my friend comes.” Qi Nan nodded slightly, then stretched and said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back now. Once the model cards are ready, Lao Niu, you can arrange for someone to get them phone cards.”

"Alright, Seventh Brother, you can go back now. I'll keep an eye on things here."

Not long after Qi Nan left, Lin Qingsong suddenly felt a strong urge to urinate. After he went to the restroom and washed his hands, he came out to see a pretty young Russian female model standing there. "Elena, you're using the restroom too?"

Lin Qingsong still has a good impression of this model named Elena; she's one of the few sweet-looking models from Russia.

And she is the youngest among these models, having just turned sixteen this year.

“Lin, I came here specifically to see you.” Elena smiled sweetly, tiptoed slightly, put her hands behind her back, and her light golden hair swayed gently with her movements. “I heard from the seniors in the apartment that you are the best agent in the company. If you want, you can easily get clients to choose us.”

It has to be said that being complimented by a beautiful woman is a very pleasant experience.

But this approach was completely ineffective against a seasoned veteran like Lin Qingsong. He tossed the tissue he was using to wipe the water into the nearby trash can, then smiled and looked at those amber eyes, saying, "Elena, I have no right to make decisions for clients. The only thing I can do to help you is recommend you to clients."

"Lin, could you recommend me to your clients more often in the future?" Elena was not discouraged at all, and instead leaned closer: "I hope to earn more money to go back to my country."

“Of course.” Lin Qingsong looked at Elena, who was a fist’s distance away from him, and smelled her perfume. He nodded nonchalantly and said, “It’s my duty.”

"Thank you!" Elena smiled and hugged Lin Qingsong. "Lin, we will definitely become the best partners."

Russian women are really something else.

Regardless of how many times Lin Qingsong had come into contact with Russian models, he would feel this way every time.

What pleased him even more was that Elena, perhaps because of her young age or because her sweat glands weren't very active, didn't have a strong body odor.

On the way back to the company, at Elena's invitation, Lin Qingsong agreed to have a meal together after she got her phone card and registered for WeChat.

Seventh Brother did say not to mess with the company's models, but then again, the top salesperson still has the privileges of a top salesperson.

Therefore, this rule is basically meaningless to Lin Qingsong.

In his words, by getting to know the models privately, he can better understand their temperament and personality, which gives him more confidence when recommending them to clients.

After arriving at the company, Lin Qingsong plopped down at his workstation and was just about to continue selecting photos to make model cards when WeChat suddenly issued a notification sound.

Looking up, I saw that Shen Xingyu had pushed the WeChat contact of her company's marketing department head to me, along with a message:

"Mr. Lin, this is Manager Zhuang from our marketing department. You can discuss the modeling matters with her."

"Old Niu, hurry up with the templates, I have a new client!" Lin Qingsong shouted to Niu Hao in front of him, and then, without stopping, replied to Shen Xingyu and added Manager Zhuang.

"Almost there, almost there. I'll send you the finished one first." Before he could finish speaking, Niu Hao sent out the template he had just completed. Then he casually remarked, "Old Lin, is this another referral from someone else?"

I don't know if Lin Qingsong is just too charming or just too lucky.

Aside from making a few sales calls and making a few cold calls when he joined the company, he did nothing else.

The rest of the customers were either referred by existing customers or came to him on their own.

(End of this chapter)