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Chapter 219 Time Will Erase All Traces [5K Long Chapter]

Backstage.

Although the show has completely ended, outsiders are still not allowed to enter the changing area.

However, Lin Qingsong did not barge in. Instead, he bypassed the changing area and pretended to be lost to find his way to the outside corridor.

Then, following the corridor, we arrived at the outermost corner, which was piled with discarded fabric.

After looking at the signs on the wall, he didn't dawdle.

I immediately spotted the antique tassel shawl that was highlighted by the system.

Fortunately, the back-end management is quite strict, so there is not much food waste here.

All of these are discarded fabrics from the backstage area; otherwise, this shawl would definitely have been ruined.

It's different now.

Although the shawl was wrinkled, at least it wasn't stained.

Just as he was about to leave, he inexplicably felt that the black bag filled with discarded fabric in that corner had a certain quality to it.

I don't know if it's because I've been spending a lot of time with Vivian that my aesthetic sense has improved, or if it's because of all the fashion shows I've been attending lately.

Although this bag looks remarkably like a garbage bag that's used as a liner inside a trash can.

But the leather is still quite good.

Lin Qingsong picked up the bag and turned it over. After finding no obvious markings on the outside, he emptied the fabric out.

Rick Owens.

Looking at these few English letters, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

If it were a different brand, Lin Qingsong probably wouldn't recognize it.

But he did recognize the brand.

Although it's not a luxury brand, it's a high-end trendy brand.

He happened to go to this brand's fashion show with Tian Xiwei yesterday.

Rick Owens.

A fashion brand founded in the United States in 1994, whose designer's name is also the brand name.

It is known for its Gothic design and intricate tailoring.

It has become one of the few independent designer brands at the four major fashion weeks.

It is also particularly popular with foreign celebrities.

but.
Lin Qingsong genuinely couldn't see any Gothic design or complex tailoring in the bag in front of him.

At first glance, he really thought it was a black drawstring self-closing garbage bag.

I took a picture and searched for it.

Looking at the price of tens of thousands of yuan on the website, Lin Qingsong fell silent for a moment.

Why would anyone buy this?

With that 10,000 yuan, wouldn't it be better to buy some bags from well-known luxury brands?

But at that moment, he suddenly noticed a huge scratch on the back of the black bag.

Ok.

While there is a possibility of repair, it is indeed a bit troublesome.

You have to bring it back to China, and then find someone to sell it before you can finally make a few thousand yuan.

Time is also a cost.

After throwing the bag back, Lin Qingsong inexplicably felt that his behavior was a bit low.

He's worth over a million.

Even if the bag wasn't damaged, he wouldn't need to go out of his way to pick it up and then take it back to sell.

Originally priced at over ten thousand, it would only fetch a thousand or so if sold secondhand.

Moreover, it's not a luxury brand with historical value; it's just a trendy brand that could fade away at any time.

Unlike the shawl in my hand.

Although it's only worth a little over 50,000, it has the prefix "antique" in its name!
In this situation, it becomes valuable to others.

Lin Qingsong, you need to face yourself squarely.

You are a man who owns a system, a man who owns several companies, and a man who sleeps in a mansion worth tens of millions.

Just then, Lin Qingsong noticed his phone ringing.

Click to take a look.

It was discovered that someone was sending red envelopes in the "Shanghai Foreign Broker Mutual Aid Group".

Without any hesitation, he clicked to grab it.

Ok.

3.84 is acceptable.

I casually sent him a "thank you, boss," and only then did he realize what I meant.

Forget it.

Even if you have a system, even if you own several companies, even if you sleep in a multi-million dollar mansion.

You should still try to grab the red envelopes if they're offered, and remember to say thank you afterwards!

It's only human nature, and it's understandable!
After glancing at it and seeing that Yang Xiaoxiao was still the one sending the red envelope, he couldn't help but send a private message: "Damn, Lao Yang is amazing! How much did this order make?"

This group was jointly established by many foreign company owners in Shanghai.

Ninety percent of the company's foreign brokers are in this group.

There's also a simple rule: if a sale exceeds 100,000 yuan, a 200 yuan red envelope will be sent out to celebrate.

Yang Xiaoxiao: "Three models in the 3,000 yuan range, shooting for two days, eight hours a day."

Upon seeing Yang Xiaoxiao's message, Lin Qingsong suddenly realized that according to the twelve-hour time difference, it was only a little past four o'clock there.

Lin Qingsong: "Old Yang, you've been staying up all night again?"

Yang Xiaoxiao: "Damn, staying up all night isn't the problem, the problem is I have another case to handle later. The crew starts filming at six o'clock, and it's halfway up a mountain. I have to take a taxi now. I feel like I'm going to be exhausted."

Lin Qingsong: "Find someone to help keep an eye on things."

Yang Xiaoxiao: "I did look for them!!! But it was a coincidence that no one was available, they all had cases!!! I didn't dare to look for people I didn't know well, lest I go and take my 500 yuan and then let my client steal it."

Lin Qingsong: "Halfway up the mountain? Why don't you ask Xiaodao to check? Have him go and keep an eye on it for you."

Yang Xiaoxiao: "I forgot, I'll ask now!!!"

After chatting with Yang Xiaoxiao, Lin Qingsong returned to his seat with his things.

The girls were a little confused when they saw the shawl in his hand.

Why did you bring back a shawl when you were just going to the toilet?

Before the others could ask, Emily immediately recognized the shawl and exclaimed in surprise, "Lin, where did you get this shawl?"

Before coming to the United States, Lin Qingsong had researched local laws due to the special nature of the system's intelligence.

Legally, found items still belong to their owner.

The finder must display the item in a public area; otherwise, it constitutes illegal possession.

Of course, if the finder returns the item, the person who lost it should compensate or reward the finder, such as reimbursing their travel expenses.

However, if the item remains unclaimed after a certain period of public notice, it legally belongs to the finder.

In New York, the public notice period is one month.

This is also why Lin Qingsong didn't want that bag; making it public would be too undignified.

But this antique shawl is different; it's not only classy but also creates a lucky charm.

No matter where you are, it's always a good thing to be labeled as lucky.

Of course, the previous porcelain and silk paintings did not need to be made public; one was bought with his own money, and the other was picked up from a garbage dump.

In fact, the second one should also be made public.

However, whether or not the announcement is made public depends entirely on whether anyone around sees it.

As for the shawl, one reason was that he wasn't sure if anyone would notice him, and another reason was that he really wanted to create a brand.

So let's make it public then.

Based on his experience over this period, Lin Qingsong confirmed that anything mentioned by the system would be 100% impossible for anyone to retrieve.

Hearing Emily's words, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "I found this shawl on the street. Judging from the material and design, it should be a Ralph Lauren product from around 1980."

“Yes!” Emily nodded as she looked at the shawl. “It is indeed a Ralph Lauren design from the 1980s.”

As she spoke, she touched the material and then nodded, saying, "This material is very similar!"

Their conversation caught Tian Xiwei's eye, and she couldn't help but interject, "Old Lin, have you found another treasure?"

That treasure hunt in Zhongwei remains a vivid memory for her to this day.

As for the porcelain and silk paintings that Lin Qingsong bought yesterday at a bargain price, she had never actually seen a painting worth 200,000 yuan before.

Unexpectedly, just one day later, Lin Qingsong found another treasure.

“Again?” Hearing this word, Eva was a little better, as she had seen porcelain and silk paintings before.

However, Qin Lan and Emily, who were standing nearby, had never seen or heard of Lin Qingsong's bargain-hunting scheme.

Emily asked curiously, "Lin, why did Tiantian say you found another treasure? Do you often find things before?"

"Old Lin, can I tell you?" Tian Xiwei looked at Lin Qingsong with pleading eyes.

"Go ahead and say it." Lin Qingsong shrugged indifferently, as he was trying to establish a lucky image in front of Emily.

Now that Tian Xiwei has volunteered to help me promote her, it's definitely better than me praising her myself.

"Old Lin, can you tell me anything?" Tian Xiwei was about to speak when she asked again to confirm.

"Well, it's not a secret."

"Hehe, shall I start from Zhongwei then?" Tian Xiwei said, glancing at Lin Qingsong again. Seeing that he didn't stop her, she began to vividly describe their treasure hunting and treasure-collecting journey in Zhongwei.

From that monkey stamp, to the Mongolian silver milk jug that Lin Qingsong found while jogging, to the porcelain and silk paintings he bought here at bargain prices.

After hearing her description, all three, including Eva, were stunned.

Eva didn't know that Lin Qingsong had previously been picking up bargains in Zhongwei; she only knew that he had found porcelain and silk paintings yesterday morning.

Even Eva, who already knew a little, was somewhat bewildered; Qin Lan and Emily's reactions were predictable. They stood there stunned for a long while.

Emily then looked at Lin Qingsong and murmured, "OMG Lin, have you been kissed by Lady Luck?"

She had never met anyone with such good luck in her life.

"Haha, Emily, I'm an Asian, so Lady Luck won't be on my side," Lin Qingsong said with a laugh.

Qin Lan muttered to herself, "It has nothing to do with Lady Luck, it's purely the God of Wealth's favor!"

She never expected Lin Qingsong to be so lucky.

Isn't this just like finding money on the street?

This is only what Tian Xiwei knows; if we include what Tian Xiwei doesn't know...

It's estimated that Lin Qingsong really does find money on the street every day.

"Whoo~~~~"

Putting aside her distracting thoughts, Emily then said to Lin Qingsong seriously, "Lin, you may not know this, but finding something in America is not a good thing. Not only do you have to keep it safe, but you also have to post it in a public area for a certain period of time before it will truly belong to you. Otherwise, you will get into legal trouble."

She shrugged again as she spoke: "Although in the United States, as long as you spend money, you can get away with it even if you get into a lawsuit, it's still not a good thing."

Lin Qingsong silently began his pretentious act.

“I know that finding something in the United States is not a good thing.”

"But seeing this shawl lying in the discarded fabric, I really couldn't bear to see it destroyed like this. After all, it's not just a shawl; it also contains a piece of history and the concept that the designer gave it back then."

"It will be a little troublesome if I pick it up, but if I don't pick it up, it will most likely be destroyed."

Even though Emily is quite carefree, she is still a fashion editor and is 100% emotional at heart.

After all, the fashion industry can be somewhat associated with the art world.

In this situation, my words will definitely help me get closer to her.

At the same time, it doesn't matter whether the public notice period is thirty days or longer.

I will definitely go back to China.

At that time, we can take the opportunity to leave the shawl with Emily and have her continue to keep it safe until the public notice period ends.

As long as no one comes to claim the shawl, the public notice period will end.

This shawl is now mine.

That means Emily and he now have a consistent topic of conversation.

Doesn't that establish a relationship?
Otherwise, even if I helped her, ate with her, or even slept with her, it wouldn't matter.

But time and distance will eventually erase all traces.

If he keeps not seeing Emily, their relationship will definitely fade away.

But with this shawl, it's a different story.

During the public announcement period, they had things to talk about.

When the public announcement period ended, they still had things to talk about.

They could even use this as an excuse to arrange another meeting.

In short.

As long as the shawl is with Emily, there will be an anchor point in their relationship.

You can start a chat anytime without it seeming forced.

After Lin Qingsong said these words, the women all looked at him with new respect.

Although it sounds a bit pretentious, the facts speak for themselves.

Some of them still believed.

Emily added that she would help find the owner of the shawl on social media.

Before leaving, Emily took Lin Qingsong and the others to the organizers to register the matter.

Ok.

After hearing Emily repeat Lin Qingsong's words, the organizer, who is also the brand designer of Ralph Lauren, immediately expressed his desire to be friends with him.

no way.

Who can blame them when this shawl is also a Ralph Lauren product?

Lin Qingsong is both imbued with history and imbued with the concepts of the designer.

That sounds so comforting.

She's willing to go through all the trouble to preserve this piece of history and these ideas; how could she not make a friend of them?

At the same time, I also gave Emily and Lin Qingsong each a brand-new shawl as a gift.

A shawl would cost around four thousand.

Five people would cost over 20,000.

He held a brand-new shawl in his left hand and an antique shawl in his right.

Lin Qingsong inexplicably felt as if he had encountered a woodcutter's spring.

Although Emily receives numerous items from various brands every quarter.

But this was the first time she had received a gift from a brand for something like this, and she couldn't help but say happily, "Haha, Lin, this is quite a pleasant surprise. Can I share this with my colleagues?"

"of course can."

Emily's colleagues are all editors at Vogue, which is simply helping her gain fame.

Because Lin Qingsong had to pick up Zhang Ruonan, and Emily had to rush to see another show, they said goodbye outside the equestrian estate.

The Queen.

JFK International Airport.

Terminal 1.

Because Qin Lan and Tian Xiwei can be considered public figures to some extent.

It's a bit better in other places, since the foreigners don't know them.

But the airport.

Especially on flights from within China, someone will definitely recognize them.

Of course, this is actually a bit of a stretch.

After all, even if Tian Xiwei walked on a main street in China, it would be difficult for anyone to recognize her.

But Qin Lan has been acting for so many years, so it's still very possible that she will be recognized.

Therefore, Lin Qingsong left Qin Lan and Tian Xiwei in the car.

He went in himself to greet the person.

Once inside, he found the elderly Chinese volunteers still there maintaining order.

I bought a few bottles of water from the side and delivered them over, while we chatted for a while.

Surprisingly, these elderly folks have pretty good memories; they actually remembered Lin Qingsong.

Before long, a large group of people poured in.

Seeing this, the elderly men and women stopped chatting and started their work.

Lin Qingsong also received a message from Zhang Ruonan.

Within minutes, he spotted Zhang Ruonan and her agent, Zhang Ye.

"Brother Lin." Zhang Ruonan, wearing a large mask, ran over happily.

"You must be tired after such a long flight. Let me take you to the hotel to rest." After saying that, Lin Qingsong looked at Zhang Ye beside him and said, "Sister Zhang, you haven't booked a hotel yet, have you?"

"Mr. Lin, you can just call me Zhang Ye," Zhang Ye said with a fawning expression.

In her eyes, this person was a true god.

Especially when I just got off the plane, I refreshed my Weibo and saw that Tian Xiwei had posted another group photo.

She actually went to the fashion show with the editors of Vogue.

In Zhang Ye's view, the fashion circle resources that Tian Xiwei has shown recently are becoming increasingly terrifying.

Of course, she also knew that this was definitely not Tian Xiwei's own network, nor was it her company's network.

To be honest, she wouldn't even look down on that small, run-down company.

It's really quite disappointing.

Look at what kind of projects have been arranged for Tian Xiwei. She debuted in a web series and has been doing web series ever since.

There's no need to guess; the fashion industry resources that Tian Xiwei showcases in these posts are all provided by Lin Qingsong.

Now they've arrived too.

While not exactly the same, Zhang was confident that it wouldn't be too far off!

The thought of this filled Zhang with excitement.

Zhang Ruonan has now acted in television dramas, movies, and variety shows.

But it has always remained lukewarm.

She and her company were very worried about this situation.

However, the only breakthrough and weakness we can find at present is fashion resources.

If only we could make up for this shortcoming in fashion.

Let's not talk about getting promoted.

But the resources in the film and television industry will definitely be much more plentiful than they are now.

"Sister Zhang, you're Nan Nan's manager, so it's only right that I call you Sister Zhang." Lin Qingsong said, preparing to help Zhang Ruonan with her suitcase.

Zhang Ye took it immediately upon seeing it.

"President Lin, you and Nan Nan can walk ahead, I'll carry this."

Normally, as an agent, she wouldn't need to act as a handbag carrier.

But the airfare was indeed a bit expensive, so the company only booked tickets for her and Zhang Ruonan.

Since she didn't even have an assistant, she could only work as one part-time.

(End of this chapter)