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Chapter 215 Black Widow, What's Your Zodiac Sign? [5K Long Chapter]

Club No. 54.

Eva linked arms with Lin Qingsong.

Behind them, Tian Xiwei was holding Qin Lan's arm, and Vivian was holding Lisa's arm.

The six of them walked down the red carpet, chatting and laughing.

Vivian originally wanted to walk the red carpet with Lin Qingsong.

However, Lin Qingsong rejected her idea, citing his desire to avoid excessive exposure.

This is different from the previous gatherings in Shanghai.

A large group of journalists from all over the world gathered around.

As long as I stand next to Vivian, who knows if I'll be on the news all over the world the next day.

He's not a celebrity who makes a living off his fame; he's a behind-the-scenes worker like an agent.

Lin Qingsong still prefers to make a fortune quietly.

Occasionally showing your face and gaining a little fame is enough, but becoming a global sensation is out of the question.

Like this situation.

It was good that the surrounding reporters completely ignored him and Eva, focusing all their attention on Tian Xiwei, Qin Lan, Vivian, and Lisa behind them.

However, at that moment, Lin Qingsong suddenly heard a reporter next to him speaking loudly in Chinese.

The reporter, who was wearing a Harper's Bazaar badge around her neck, immediately forgot about Qin Lan and Tian Xiwei when she saw Lin Qingsong and Eva.

He already knew from the magazine that the October issue would feature a collaboration with a newly emerging domestic modeling agency, showcasing their models.

When the magazine sent him to New York, the editor-in-chief, Sha Xiaoli, specifically instructed him to pay close attention to Lin Qingsong and Eva.

When we promote the magazine on Weibo next month, we can use Eva's time at New York Fashion Week to generate buzz.

The reporter, his face beaming with excitement, fiddled with the camera while continuously filming Lin Qingsong and Eva beside him.

This is big news.

The owner of a newly emerging modeling agency in China takes his models to a top-tier international fashion gathering.

Tsk tsk.

This company has some really powerful connections.

"Mr. Lin, look here!"

"Mr. Lin, may I interview you?"

"Mr. Lin, may I ask how you came to attend this gathering?"

"Mr. Lin, did you come through the designer mentioned earlier?"

While filming, he squeezed to the front and loudly interviewed Lin Qingsong.

Unfortunately, because it was too noisy around, Lin Qingsong could only hear someone talking to him, but he couldn't make out what the person was saying at all.

Looking at the Chinese reporter's excited expression, and his mouth moving incessantly.

What are you babbling about? Are you trying to give me money?
Seeing the man's excited expression, Lin Qingsong maintained his smile, waved to him with Eva, and continued walking forward.

People walked quite quickly on the red carpet this time; no one lingered there, and most of them strode forward.

Um.
No one faked fainting on the red carpet to attract attention.

Walking to the sign-in wall, Lin Qingsong picked up a pen and scribbled a few lines on it. After Eva finished writing, he and the others went inside.

"Lin." Vivian walked up to Lin Qingsong with a wine glass in hand, smiling at him, "I remember you said you were going to Pete's party, but actually the dinner here is more interesting than his party."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Lin Qingsong looked at her, puzzled.

“Pete’s parties at most gather some local celebrities and socialites, or some models who want to climb the social ladder.” Vivian held her wine glass and looked at the group of people in front of her. “But this place is different. It gathers socialites from all over the world, as well as well-known models and stars.”

While talking.

A female celebrity with a high nose and full lips walked towards us from a distance, holding a glass of wine.

"Vivian, I'm really looking forward to your show."

Looking at Scarlett Johansson, the famous actress who plays Black Widow, with such a polite demeanor, Lin Qingsong inexplicably felt that Vivian was right.

If you're going to have fun, you should do it in a place like this.

“Scarlett, come visit sometime.” Vivian smiled and clinked glasses with her.

"And who is this?" Scarlett looked at Lin Qingsong with curiosity.

Although she is one of the most famous people in Hollywood, she is still particularly polite to Vivian, a designer of a top luxury brand.

Just one point.

She also borrows haute couture clothing to attend various important occasions.

Although with her status, she could easily borrow a regular haute couture piece with just a casual request.

However, to borrow high-end couture items from the current season or even beyond, it's still necessary to maintain a good relationship with the brand.

“Lin Qingsong, my friend, the owner of a modeling agency.” Vivian introduced him with a smile, then looked at Lin Qingsong and said, “Lin, I don’t think I need to introduce this one, right? Scarlett O’Hara, the actress who plays Black Widow, whom you like.”

"Oh?" Scarlett's eyes lit up, and she smiled, extending her hand. "Hello, Lin Qingsong, are you Chinese?"

"You know what, Scarlett? Because of what you said, I like you even more." Lin Qingsong smiled and reached out to shake her hand.

Standing next to Qin Lan, Tian Xiwei saw Lin Qingsong chatting with Scarlett and muttered to herself, "Old Lin won't get his dream tonight, will he?"

She knew that this sexy Black Widow was one of Lin Qingsong's favorite Hollywood actresses.

"What dream came true?" Qin Lan wasn't quite sure about this, and looked at Tian Xiwei with curiosity, asking, "What dream did Old Lin come true?"

"This Black Widow is an actress that Old Lin used to like." Tian Xiwei sighed as she looked at Scarlett, who was already laughing hysterically from Lin Qingsong's teasing. "It seems that our Old Lin's charm appeals to both East and West!"

"Tian Tian." Just then, Vivian, who noticed that Lin Qingsong and Scarlett were chatting happily, naturally left the two to continue their conversation while she walked over to Qin Lan and Tian Xiwei and said with a smile, "It seems your burden will be a little lighter tonight."

She didn't care how many female companions Lin Qingsong had.

As a true French woman, she believed that the more women her male partner attracted, the more attractive she was.

Look.

This is my male companion!

How charming he is!
At this moment, she was chatting casually with Tian Xiwei and the others while watching Lin Qingsong and Scarlett's conversation.

However, she soon started chatting with the fashion editor who had come to give her a tip.

Looking at Vivian's completely natural expression, Tian Xiwei asked Qin Lan with some confusion:
"Sister Lan, I really don't understand French culture. I heard Vivian say that French women hate being questioned about not having a male partner, because they think it means that the other person is underestimating their charm."

"That's just how the French are!" To be honest, Qin Lan was a little confused, but she still maintained a confident demeanor on the surface.

at the same time.

Scarlett held her drink, looked at the handsome Chinese face across from her, and said in a relaxed tone, "Honey, I need to use the restroom, but I'm not familiar with this place. Could you take me there?"

At this kind of gathering.

What? I need to go to the restroom? What? I'm not familiar with this place. Can you take me there?

It's a disguised invitation.

Don't ask Lin Qingsong how he knows.

Don't ask where this unspoken rule comes from.

Anyway, he knew it.

Lin Qingsong casually placed the champagne glass on the waiter who was holding a tray, and said with a smile, "It's my pleasure to serve you."

"No way? Sister Lan? What? Old Lin just left with that Black Widow like that???" Tian Xiwei watched as Lin Qingsong and Scarlett chatted for a while before leaving, laughing and talking.

"Hmm," Qin Lan said. Although she had been to Hollywood before, she didn't have a deep understanding of the culture there, and she was a little confused for a moment. "Maybe they're just changing the location to chat?"

“No,” Eva, who had been standing to the side, spoke up quietly. “They went to find rooms.”

"Uh," Tian Xiwei was confused, but also greatly shocked.

Are all Americans this crazy?

She originally thought that Western society was already crazy when she saw the ten-year-old transgender model.

But now I inexplicably have a deeper understanding of this kind of madness.

A few minutes later, Lin Qingsong gained a deeper understanding of this kind of epilepsy.

"So, you can use any of the rooms upstairs?"

Hearing Lin Qingsong's words, Scarlett couldn't help but laugh and say, "Of course, sweetheart. At most parties in America, the rooms are locked by default because someone is there."

"I thought this kind of gathering might..." Unfortunately, Lin Qingsong's words were cut off before he could finish.

A few minutes later, he finally heard Scarlett's voice.

"Unless it's a party or dinner with a specific theme, the unspoken rules apply!"

"Alright, my sweetheart, it's getting late, we need to hurry!"

Looking at the thoughtfully placed items beside the bed, Lin Qingsong felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

no? ? ?

Is this how you guys play?
Now he understood why Pete said he couldn't let loose at parties in China.

If they let him hold this event freely, he'd be in jail.

Looking at the reflection on the ceiling, Lin Qingsong suddenly realized that the models in his company were actually quite innocent.

How can they call themselves the kings of parties when they only host those kinds of parties?
Knew it.

People still need to go out and see the world.

This is not.

How could you possibly hear Black Widow gossiping about foreign countries in China? "Lin, are all Chinese men like you? That's unbelievable!"

Hey.

Hearing Scarlett's words, Lin Qingsong felt a strange sense of mission.

Damn Western media!
Look at the mess you've made! You've completely misrepresented Chinese men.

From Vivian to Scarlett O'Hara.

Why do these Western women always have to make such sentimental remarks?

I have a responsibility to break down this prejudice among my fellow countrymen!

Let's start with small things!
I glanced at my watch and remembered that I had things to do later.

Lin Qingsong asked inexplicably, "Scarlett, have you ever been on a highway?"

"What?" Scarlett brushed her loose hair back, looking puzzled. "What highway?"

Alright, it's getting late, I won't explain anymore.

Work hard, and let's get this over with!
half an hour.

Lin Qingsong rubbed his slightly stiff back and asked Scarlett curiously, "What's your zodiac sign?"

"Huh?" Scarlett, still dazed and confused, asked in a dazed tone, as if she had been beaten up by the Hulk, "What's wrong with Scorpio?"

"nothing."

After Lin Qingsong finished speaking, he silently made a note of it in his mind.

Zodiac sign: Rat; Constellation: Scorpio; Country: United States.

Hey.

A long way to go.

How is it so difficult to collect all twelve Chinese zodiac animals, twelve constellations, and more than two hundred countries?

It took Scarlett about five or six minutes to recover.

She looked at Lin Qingsong, who was already dressed, and asked inexplicably, "Lin, how long will you stay in New York?"

"Fashion Week is over." Although Lin Qingsong had somewhat lost his mystique and had even rolled up his trousers, his attitude remained excellent: "What's wrong?"

"Do you have time tomorrow night?" Scarlett, who had gotten her hands on the delicious wine, licked her lips and said, "I have a villa on the Upper East Side. It's very spacious and has a lot of fine wine."

"Tomorrow?" Lin Qingsong shrugged and said, "I don't have time tomorrow, and I have to attend Pete's party the day after tomorrow."

Although Scarlett is very alluring.

But sorry.

His heart still belongs to Tian Xiwei, Qin Lan, and Zhang Ruonan.
“OK, when are you free?” Scarlett didn’t press the issue. Instead, she picked up her phone from the bedside table and said, “Do you use Facebook or WhatsApp? You can contact me then. I’m in New York for Fashion Week right now.”

"What's this?" Although Lin Qingsong thought this thing was not even half as good as WeChat, it was still more comfortable to use than Facebook.

After leaving, Lin Qingsong noticed that the door to the room opposite, which had been open, was now closed.

He shook his head helplessly.

What kind of people are these?!
Are you that thirsty?
Can't we wait until we get back to the hotel? Do we have to come at someone else's party?
Ah.

They have absolutely no perseverance.

He straightened his clothes and walked downstairs with his head held high.

Just as he was about to stop a waiter to ask where the library was,

Tian Xiwei hurriedly came over.

"Old Lin, Old Lin!"

Seeing her like this, Lin Qingsong asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Someone from Tmall Global contacted me." Tian Xiwei said, handing over her phone. "Look, they've asked me to meet them tomorrow."

"Hmm? When did they contact you?"

Lin Qingsong couldn't help but feel curious after thinking about the information in the intelligence report.

Didn't they say we should contact Tmall Global during the day? Why has it been delayed until now?

"Just now," Tian Xiwei said, waving her phone, "Old Lin, do you think I should meet you?"

After glancing at the messages on his phone, Lin Qingsong guessed that the system time was still calculated according to China time.

This daytime doesn't refer to daytime in New York, but rather to daytime in China.

He said the system's refresh time seemed incorrect.

"Sure, let's meet." Lin Qingsong glanced at Tian Xiwei indifferently.

He knew that Tmall Global wanted Tian Xiwei to influence Vivian, but this was something that couldn't be said directly; it had to be done subtly.

They definitely have to give Tian Xiwei something in return, otherwise it wouldn't make sense.

As for whether Tian Xiwei will handle the matter, we'll see when the time comes.

Give them benefits first, then we'll talk.

"Oh, okay." Tian Xiwei nodded obediently, replied to the message on the other end, and then remembered: "Old Lin, should I talk to the company about this?"

Let me just mention it.

Lin Qingsong realized that he could do more than just be a model agent; if things continued this way, he even wanted to sign Tian Xiwei to his company.

Being a celebrity agent doesn't seem that difficult.

If there is food, give them some; if there is no food, let them roam freely.

Just then, Eva walked over with a man who walked with a swaying gait and whose clothes were flashy.

"Lin, this is the editor-in-chief of ELLE Russia. He wants to invite me to participate in the November cover shoot."

Ok?
I go.

Lin Qingsong looked at the effeminate man in front of him.

No.

This important person.

I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He just went up there and fulfilled his dream, so how come the model he raised without any support found him such a huge opportunity?

ELLE cover!
This is a globally renowned fashion magazine, just like VOGUE.

Even if the Russian version of ELLE is not well-known internationally.

But that was also an ELLE cover.

When promoting their work in China, they definitely won't specifically mention the Russian edition; they'll only heavily promote the fact that their models graced the cover of ELLE's November issue.

Although it's not the peak season of September and October, this is still the cover.

Not the inner pages!

Just because Qi Nan appeared on the cover of Marie Claire Hong Kong, the company's resources have become noticeably better than before.

Now that Eva is featured in ELLE Russia again, the company's influence will definitely be even greater.

Knew it.

People should go out and about more often.

This is not.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingsong glanced at Tian Xiwei beside him for no apparent reason.

He suddenly understood how Tian Xiwei's company boss felt.

So this is what it feels like to have your own employees finding resources on their own?

This is really awesome.

“Lin? Hello, I’m Anton, the editor-in-chief of ELLE Russia,” the effeminate man greeted with a smile. “Does Eva have time in November? I sincerely invite you to bring Eva to Russia for a photoshoot.”

"Of course I'm free!" Lin Qingsong readily agreed, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your support."

Although she didn't know what Eva said, Chun Chun would be a complete fool if she didn't agree.

"Hehe, that's great."

After he left, Lin Qingsong looked at Eva curiously: "What's going on here???"

Not only him, but Tian Xiwei, who had just finished replying to the message, also looked very curious.

This is ELLE, the top women's fashion magazine.

“I’m not quite sure either.” Eva was also a little confused, but after thinking for a while, she continued, “But I think it has something to do with Vivian, because I was standing with Vivian just now. She first chatted with the editor-in-chief of ELLE France for a while, and then chatted with me for a while before Anton came over.”

After she finished speaking, she added, "Also, when I was chatting with Anton, he asked me what show I came to New York for, and I said I came for Givenchy's show."

"Well, whatever the case, it's a good thing." Lin Qingsong waved his hand dismissively, not caring what Anton was up to.

As long as it's on the cover, that's fine.

But then again, why did he feel like that Anton looked familiar?

Although he looks gay, he always seems a bit like Ivanov.

Could he also be a member of the Ivanov family?

Thinking of this, he took out his phone and sent a message to Ivanov.

After exchanging a few more words with the two men, he found a waiter and asked him to take him to the library.

[P.S.: Sorry, I fell asleep while writing and it's late.]

(End of this chapter)