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Chapter 90 This is hardly a proper party!
Inside the hotel lobby.

Lin Qingsong looked at Ivanov's smiling face and said helplessly:

"Ivan, this isn't Russia. Normal parties are fine, but you can't mess around with those other things!"

"Also, there's a rehearsal tomorrow, so don't let it interfere with your work."

He still has plenty of time to enjoy himself, and he doesn't want to end up in a place eating simple meals.

Of course, if you're abroad, that's a different story.

"Lin, what are you thinking? This is just a normal party, everyone's just getting together to have a few drinks." Ivanov's eyes widened in surprise. "What else do you want!"

After saying that, he suddenly looked enlightened and said, "Lin, you didn't think it was one of those parties, did you? Hehe, there are parties like that, but you definitely can't go there in your country. I'll take you there when you come to Russia!"

"Ivan, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you!" Lin Qingsong said speechlessly, looking at the amused smile on Ivanov's face. "It's fine as it is, but you absolutely can't let it delay tomorrow's rehearsal!"

"Don't worry, definitely not!" Ivanov assured him with a straight face. "Don't you trust us Russians? The more important the occasion, the more we drink to stay calm. Alcohol is our tranquilizer!"

"???" Lin Qingsong found that he couldn't refute anything, because the Russians really were like that.

He had seen a video of a Russian pilot taking out a bottle of liquor before taking off, and after taking a few sips, saying, "I need to have a couple of sips to calm down."

It's true that they use alcohol to stay calm, but how effective that is is unknown.

After all, every time Aeroflot lands, the passengers spontaneously applaud, which shows that these Russians know their pilots are unreliable.

It's four o'clock at night.

Looking at the two Russian girls lying beside him, whom he had only met a few times that day, Lin Qingsong inexplicably thought of what Ivanov had said about a formal party.

Yes Yes Yes!
The party itself was legitimate, but the people inside were anything but!

They're practically chugging my food!
Although those models drank a whole bottle while he only had to take a sip, there were so many people, and they could really drink!
If he hadn't been such a good drinker, there probably wouldn't be two Russian girls lying next to him.

Instead, it was a group of Russian girls.

Those Russian girls really see him as a piece of Tang Sanzang's flesh.

"Hoo~~~" Lin Qingsong exhaled a heavy breath of alcohol, rubbing his waist, and inexplicably missed his tiger penis wine.

Hey.

Why doesn't my system have the in-game store from the novel?

Otherwise, he would insist on buying things like titanium alloy kidneys and steel-backed waists.

urgent.

What do you do when you're in the modeling industry and your kidneys aren't enough?
Standing up by the window, Lin Qingsong picked up a glass of water, moistened his throat, and then curiously began to check today's intelligence.

[Daily Intelligence 01 (Blue): In the parking lot of Sanya Phoenix Airport, there is a motorcycle that has been abandoned for many years. Hidden in the truck bed is a small safe with the combination "776875". Inside is some foreign currency, with a total value of 5,000 yuan.]

Blue intelligence?

I haven't seen it for several days.

After seeing the colors ahead, Lin Qingsong curiously turned his gaze to the specific information.

After reading it, he couldn't help but wonder why so many abandoned cars weren't towed away and disposed of.

Aside from parking lots, Lin Qingsong can see these dilapidated cars on the streets and inside the residential area.

With questions in mind, he couldn't help but walk up to the cabinet, pick up his phone, and check the regulations for handling abandoned vehicles.

After looking at it for a while, Lin Qingsong realized that there were no clear regulations in China regarding abandoned cars.

In this situation, many law enforcement agencies face the awkward predicament of not being able to act without legal authorization.

Many people are complaining online that some cars have been parked in the community parking lot for almost three years, and they have contacted many organizations but all said they have no enforcement power.

On the other hand, dealing with abandoned cars is too costly. Some cars have been parked for too long and can only be towed, but some places are too narrow and need to be moved manually. After they are moved, a place to park them needs to be found, and people need to be assigned to watch over them.

These costs all need to be borne by the department that implements the specific measures, and no department would be willing to do so.

In addition, after these vehicles are towed away, the relevant departments will have to issue a public notice to find them, and it will take six months before they can be considered unclaimed. After that, it will take another nine to ten months to complete the scrapping process.

In other words, dealing with an abandoned car not only requires a lot of extra money, but also a lot of manpower, resources, and time.

The end result is that this problem was intentionally or unintentionally ignored.

After resolving his doubts, Lin Qingsong inexplicably thought that if someone wanted to deliberately annoy him, they could simply hire a few people, drive a few scrapped cars, and park them in front of his house or in his parking space.

Pulling his wandering thoughts back, Lin Qingsong shook off the slightly malicious idea and focused his attention on the next piece of intelligence.

[Daily News 02: At 8:00 AM, the scrap yard at the corner of Fengtan Road receives a pile of old books, among which is a handwritten copy of a local gazetteer from the Qing Dynasty, which records some rare folk customs.]

Folk custom?
Lin Qingsong recalled his casual conversation with Liu Huayu.

He seemed to have mentioned that his boss was very enthusiastic about participating in folk activities in various places.

Relationships are built through time spent together, and he's been thinking about what to give Liu Huayu these past few days.

Lin Qingsong did this partly for the beauty pageant next year, and partly to see what ideas HiSilicon's boss, Fu Changfei, had for his own chicken farm.

The coconut chicken he ate the day before yesterday was unforgettable; the Wenchang chicken was just so authentic.

These are animals raised specifically by these big bosses to satisfy their own appetites.

Even if it can't compare to the food supplies that were once located at No. 34 Donghuamen Street.

In Lin Qingsong's opinion, it wouldn't be much different.

Putting aside the long-term cooperation on beauty pageants, he hopes to maintain a long-term partnership with Fu Changfei's chicken farm. At least that way, they can enjoy several meals of authentic coconut chicken every year.

Now that he had this information, Lin Qingsong knew what to send.

This thing can both befriend Liu Huayu and allow Liu Huayu to shine in front of his boss.

Is there any better gift than this Qing Dynasty local history handwritten copy that records rare folk customs?
Lin Qingsong decided to go to the used bookstore early tomorrow morning to buy this handwritten copy of a local gazetteer from the Qing Dynasty.

[Daily News 03: While Dilraba was socializing that evening, her mind was still filled with thoughts of that hot pot restaurant. She was very curious whether Lin Qingsong could really take her to eat at that level of cuisine if she went to Shanghai.]

Upon seeing this information, Lin Qingsong found it inexplicably amusing.

He and Dilraba are actually quite similar in some ways.

Especially when it comes to food!

Next time we eat Wenchang chicken, we can invite Reba over to share it with us.

Alone Better Together.

When you're enjoying a delicious meal, having someone who shares your love of food with you will elevate the experience even further.

The same reason.

If a child's parents like to eat rice, then the child will also like to eat rice in that rice-eating environment.

If a child's parents don't like eating solid food, then the child is unlikely to like eating solid food either.

The atmosphere is often important.

When Dilraba eats, there's an atmosphere that makes the food taste even better.

[Daily News 04: Ruan Keling was very happy that Lin Qingsong praised her Hanfu outfit, but she was also a little disappointed that the weather in Sanya was too hot, so she couldn't wear many of her beautiful Hanfu outfits. Otherwise, she would have liked to wear a different Hanfu every day!]

This Annamese model is quite interesting.

Lin Qingsong thought of Ruan Keling wearing Hanfu, and suddenly the image of Tang Dynasty clothing came to mind.

The next second, he inexplicably shook his head.

Her appearance on the model card doesn't suit Tang suits.

Only a girl like Fan Binbin could embody the graceful and radiant beauty of the Tang Dynasty, while also possessing a figure perfectly suited to Tang Dynasty clothing.

Although Ruan Keling's features have a touch of chivalry, they are still on the softer side. Coupled with her body shape, she is more suited to this kind of Hanfu.

[Daily Intelligence 05: Ivanov was alone in the bathtub one night, looking at his legs with worry. He hesitated for a long time before deciding to shave them. Although it was very hot in Sanya, his thighs, which were as thick as thermal underwear, were his proudest symbol.]

When Lin Qingsong turned his attention to this intelligence report, he almost burst out laughing.

Two big hairy legs and you're talking about the proudest symbol?

In that case, wouldn't apes and monkeys be symbols of pride all over their bodies?

In short, if he doesn't shave these two pairs of woolen pants tonight, the Sanya sun will teach him a lesson tomorrow.

It wasn't actually that hot today, plus Ivanov arrived in the evening.

It's even less hot.

Even so, he was sweating so much.

The weather forecast says tomorrow will be hotter than today; his hairy legs are probably going to get scorched by the sun.

After reviewing all the intelligence, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but stretch.

Although there wasn't much intelligence today, and the last three pieces weren't very useful, it was still quite interesting.

To be honest, sometimes he would rather refresh the page with information related to people than with white or green information.

After all, reading this kind of intelligence often gives Lin Qingsong a secret thrill of spying on other people's lives.

Of course, he still needs information on specific colors like white and green, as well as blue and above!

After glancing at the two Russian girls who were already fast asleep on the bed, Lin Qingsong yawned and went to sleep as well.

The rehearsal tomorrow is at the hotel anyway, so he only needs to show his face and then he can come back to catch up on his sleep.

It's past six o'clock.

Lin Qingsong opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

He wasn't woken up by the alarm clock.

"Lin, let's go wash up first."

He waved casually to signal the two Russian girls to do as they pleased, then rolled over and got out of bed.

Although the information said that the old books would only be received at the corner scrap yard on Fengtan Road around 8 o'clock, it was still a 20-minute drive from there.

In addition, the rehearsal started at 10 o'clock, so he didn't have much time to waste.

Lin Qingsong finished washing up in about ten minutes.

After saying goodbye to the two Russian girls who were still washing up, he had a quick breakfast in the breakfast restaurant on the first floor and then took a ride-hailing service to Fengtan Road.

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