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Chapter 221 Showing Off in Public, the Queen's Auction is Here [5K Long Chapter]

As the show came to a complete end.

Givenchy designer Eunice walked down the runway with models to thank them for their gifts.

Lin Qingsong, who was sitting below, sent back the numerous behind-the-scenes clips and the newly filmed runway footage to his company for editing and posting on platforms such as Weibo, Bilibili, Douyin, and Xiaohongshu.

These days, it's not just about building a matrix of accounts; you also need to publish on multiple platforms to determine which platform has the largest audience, and then focus on developing that platform.

We are still recruiting for account management, and for now we can only have Niu Hao temporarily take on the role.

After the message was sent, she heard Zhang Ruonan and Tian Xiwei talking about the fashion show they had just walked. She didn't feel sleepy at all.

He couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Actually, watching a show, visiting tourist attractions, and seeing an exhibition are all the same thing. Taking a quick look is one thing, but having an expert explain things to you while you look is another."

“If you don’t understand, you’ll definitely get sleepy sitting here watching the show, but now Emily helps explain things from time to time, so you definitely won’t be sleepy.”

"Plus, the models on the runway are people we know, which makes it feel different."

He and Tu Zhizhi had attended several shows together during Shanghai Fashion Week.

Tu Zhizhi started by talking about the designer's life, and then explained the design concept of the show in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

That did make him feel that watching the show was a joyful experience.

Tu Zhizhi didn't go until the next day because she had something to do.

He started to feel sleepy again.

It was lunchtime when we left the fashion show.

Lin Qingsong inquired about Emily's upcoming plans.

When I found out that her next show wouldn't start until around 2 p.m., I invited her to have dinner with me.

After dinner.

Emily smiled and told Lin Qingsong to meet her on the 54th that evening before hurriedly leaving to attend the show.

Qin Lan had to temporarily part ways with everyone because she received a message from Tang Li Baiqi.

According to her, Tommy Hilfiger is preparing to shoot a series of advertising campaigns.

I hadn't decided whether or not to invite her.

But Tommy Hilary just confirmed that she wanted to shoot this advertising campaign, and now she's invited her over to discuss the specific time.

Because there was another show in the afternoon, Lin Qingsong thought for a moment and called Zhang Ye over from the hotel.

Vivian got this spot, so it's best not to waste it.

After watching the show, the group returned to their hotel to rest and prepare for the charity auction that evening.

Of course.

Because Emily wasn't there, Zhang Ruonan experienced what it meant to be drowsy during the show.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

evening.

Vivian and Lisa also rushed to the hotel to rest and change their clothes.

Tonight's charity auction at Club 54 is a long-standing tradition.

As long as you are a member of the club, you will generally try your best to make time to participate.

If Qin Lan had been there, Vivian had originally planned to have another friend bring someone in.

After all, with Lin Qingsong included, there would be four people, and each member could only bring two non-members to participate.

Now that Qin Lan isn't here, it's not so troublesome.

We arrived at the club.

Since the auction had not yet started, people gathered in small groups to chat and socialize.

However, neither Vivian nor Lisa were the type to enjoy chatting with people.

I randomly picked a seat and sat down.

These auctions are actually quite casual.

The invitation is your auction paddle.

If the people you bring in want to take photos, they can only use your number tag.

There weren't even designated seats; if you arrived early, you got a seat, but if you arrived late, you didn't get a seat.

However, no one seemed to mind.

After all, the charity auction is just a gimmick; the real purpose is to invite everyone to get together.

This also serves to showcase the club's influence.

After sitting down, Vivian suddenly remembered the question Lin Qingsong had asked her earlier, and couldn't help but look curiously at Lisa beside her.

"Lisa, do you know Eileen, who does women's clothing design?"

“Of course.” Lisa shrugged. “We often meet at Brazilian gatherings.”

Ok.

Lin Qingsong couldn't understand why foreigners liked to have parties every few days.

But these gatherings are clearly still somewhat useful.

"What's wrong, Vivian? You want to meet her?" Lisa shrugged after she finished speaking. "She's been working on her new ideas in her studio lately, so she probably won't be coming to a place like this."

"A new idea?" Vivian asked Lisa after speaking. "Is it about silk?"

"I think so?" Lisa frowned and thought for a moment before saying uncertainly, "I think I heard her mention it at the party before."

"Okay, actually Lin has a business deal he wants to do with her."

Lin Qingsong wasn't in a hurry about this, but since Vivian had already paved the way, he might as well bring it up.

After switching places with Vivian, he said he just wanted her contact information.

He didn't want to make things too complicated.

If Lisa were to inquire or intervene again, even if the deal were to go through, it would be because of Lisa's personal connections.

Although he didn't mind, it really wasn't necessary.

After all, the system said that the designer was looking for a silk fabric supplier.

This shows that she has a need.

As long as the fabric supplier, who is on the verge of bankruptcy, has good enough and cheap enough goods, this business is entirely feasible.

In Lin Qingsong's view, this kind of business is actually the same as being a model agent.

The fabric is the model, and the fabric supplier is the model's parent company.

They are a Chinese company that rents out models.

Eileen, on the other hand, is a client who needs models.

With this change, things become much simpler and clearer.

I got their contact information.

Lin Qingsong didn't rush to contact her. Instead, he stood up with a smile and greeted Emily in the distance.

Money can be earned again, but losing connections like Emily's would be truly shameful.

"Lin!" Emily, who had drunk countless cups of coffee, was even more awake than she had been that morning, despite it being evening. "You and Lisa are friends?"

"Of course, you know Lisa?" Lin Qingsong looked at Lisa curiously and asked, "Lisa, do you also know Emily?"

“Haha, I did an interview with Lisa before,” Emily said with a laugh, then added, “It was in the magazine before I came to VOGUE.”

“Emily, I’m really looking forward to you inviting me again.” Lisa smiled and stood up to greet Emily.

“There will definitely be an opportunity!” Emily said, sitting down on one of the chairs around them. “Have you heard? Today the club will be bringing out a roll of 19th-century French royal tribute jacquard brocade!”

“Of course,” Vivian said with a smile, “but this volume isn’t enough to go around.”

"Haha, then let's see which of you designers has recently worked on something related to this." Emily didn't delve into the topic, but simply used it as a habit to help herself fit in with the group.

After chatting for a while, the group gradually started talking about the "Artistic Rebellion in Fashion" special exhibition that V magazine was planning to organize.

"I wonder if this special exhibition will even be able to go ahead." As a fashion editor, Vivian knows the most inside information. "It's said that they haven't been able to find any items to serve as the core exhibits. Recently, their editorial department has been scoured all over the streets."

“This is hard to find,” Lisa said with a helpless tone. “This kind of thing is rare and hard to come by unless you find a big collector, but many collectors are not willing to show their treasures.”

"Who knows? As far as I know, some people have already gone to Europe to buy them." Emily shrugged. "But it would be a real shame if it really couldn't be done."

"We can only pray they find suitable exhibits," Vivian said, before changing the subject.

of course.

Although the three of them were chatting enthusiastically, they did not neglect Lin Qingsong and Tian Xiwei.

The conversation quickly shifted from professional topics to celebrity gossip.

It can only be said that everyone, regardless of their background, enjoys gossip and gossip.

Especially when these gossip tales and rumors are all highly authentic, they become even more exciting to listen to.

Lin Qingsong also heard from a group of gossips that Kara had broken up with her boyfriend.

When Emily mysteriously told everyone about this, Lin Qingsong was completely dumbfounded.

No.

He clearly remembered the system saying that Kara and her boyfriend had secretly broken up!
How did this get out?

But in order to show that he also had access to information, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but quietly add a sentence.

"Emily, did you know that Carla and her boyfriend actually broke up because he used her Maison Margiela Tabi as an ashtray!"

After Lin Qingsong finished elaborating on this gossip, everyone finally felt completely satisfied. "You guys keep chatting, I'm going to the restroom," Lin Qingsong said, making his usual excuse to use the restroom.

Upon hearing this, Emily couldn't help but laugh and said, "Lin, you didn't find something else after you came back, did you?"

"Haha, maybe?" Lin Qingsong laughed as he got up and walked to the side.

Watching his retreating figure, Vivian and Lisa, who hadn't gone to the exhibition with him yesterday, curiously asked what he meant by "finding something again."

After hearing Emily's words and Lin Qingsong's story of picking up a bargain in Zhongwei.

Vivian was stunned.

She had previously heard that Lin Qingsong had found some bargains, such as lighters and silver wine jugs, and assumed he was very lucky.

Little did I know that this was just the tip of the iceberg.

at the same time.

Lin Qingsong went to the restroom, relieved himself, washed his hands, and then asked the waiter to take him to the auction preview warehouse.

In a normal auction process, there is always an auction preview.

It means displaying the items to be auctioned to the guests.

On the one hand, it gives customers an opportunity to get to know the auction items in advance, which can increase their desire to participate in the auction.

After all, during the formal auction, the items are all on stage and cannot be seen at all.

A preview, on the other hand, allows for a close-up view.

On the other hand, auction houses can also take this opportunity to promote the auction in advance.

However, this charity auction is not a formal auction; it is actually an event to warm up for the upcoming dinner.

The organizer is the club.

There is no need to increase customers' desire to buy.

Because as long as they put something up for auction, there's a 100% chance someone will buy it.

Besides that, they don't need to do any advertising.

After all, the club can't really be fully open.

However, there are always some people who like to learn about these exhibits in advance, so the club stores the items in a warehouse.

If anyone wants to see it, they can go directly to the warehouse.

Led by a waiter, Lin Qingsong walked to a warehouse not far away, where the auction items were displayed.

I took a leisurely stroll around.

Look at this, touch that.

Finally, he pointed to the corner where the system had highlighted the area and asked, "Does this area also need to be auctioned?"

The waiter who had been following Lin Qingsong, after hearing Lin Qingsong's words and glancing at the abandoned sign above, then spoke:
"I'm sorry, esteemed guest, these items are not up for auction. I'll have them removed shortly."

As he spoke, he pressed his earpiece, preparing to call someone over to clean it up.

However, Lin Qingsong raised his hand to stop him: "Wait a bit before having someone clean it up. I love Taobao. How about I take a look at these things? Also, how much do you charge if I want to buy them?"

"???" The waiter's face was full of question marks, but the next moment he resumed his respectful expression. "Honorable guest, I need to ask the manager about this."

Although he didn't understand why Lin Qingsong was interested in these things, the waiter had learned a lesson after being at the club for so long.

Those who come to the club are either rich, know rich people, or may become rich in the future.

In short.

They are all inextricably linked to wealthy people.

The hobbies of the wealthy are varied.

Lin Qingsong's request is neither outrageous nor unreasonable, and it is 100% guaranteed to be fulfilled.

After a man in a suit and vest arrived, he asked Lin Qingsong for his auction number.

165 number.

His mind raced for a second, and he immediately recognized it as the number plate belonging to Valentino designer Vivian.

Although it's unclear what the relationship is between this young man and Vivian.

It's just a bunch of junk that's going to be thrown away, so it wouldn't matter if I gave it to him.

However, the man in the suit quickly realized that since Lin Qingsong said he would buy it, he absolutely could not say he would give it away for free.

These rich people all have very eccentric temperaments.

If I were to offer to give it to someone, I might offend them.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Honorable guest, I heard you want to buy these odds and ends?"

"Hmm, name your price." Lin Qingsong's tone was devoid of emotion, unusually flat.

"How about ten US dollars?" The man in the suit kept a close eye on Lin Qingsong's expression as he spoke.

If anything seems amiss, his words will immediately change.

However, Lin Qingsong didn't think too much about it. After nodding, he took out the wallet that Vivian had given him from his pocket.

He took out three ten-dollar bills and gave one to the man in the suit.

He then slipped two more US dollars, folded into triangles, to the waiter and the man in the suit, respectively.

Tipping is still expected.

"Could you please issue a receipt?"

As Lin Qingsong spoke, he got up, picked up the rolls of paintings with discarded decorative expressions pasted on them, and followed the supervisor to get the receipts.

Although he knew that there was definitely nothing wrong with what the intelligence showed.

But if the system malfunctions and becomes unreliable, then this will serve as evidence.

The system is good, but we cannot rely on it blindly.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have obtained the system; he would have become the system's puppet.

After receiving the receipt, Lin Qingsong carried the scrolls of paintings back to the hall.

"Forest???"

The girls were completely dumbfounded when they saw what Lin Qingsong was holding.

"You've struck gold again?" Emily murmured in disbelief. "My God, have you really been kissed by Lady Luck?"

“I don’t know if there are any good ones.” Lin Qingsong took out a receipt and said, “These are the paintings with discarded signs that I saw in the auction preview warehouse. I wanted to know if I was lucky or not, so I bought them all.”

Vivian took the receipt, glanced at the amount, and said nothing.

Ten dollars, just a tip.

Then she looked curiously at the painting in Lin Qingsong's hand: "Lin, shall we open it and take a look now?"

"Old Lin, I bet you have something good here!" Tian Xiwei was already a die-hard fan of Lin Qingsong, and she was very confident.

"Brother Lin, would you like to open it and take a look?" Zhang Ruonan asked, her face full of curiosity.

As she spoke, she touched the earring on her ear and remembered the meteorite fragment she had found near Yangtian Lake.

“Yes, Lin!” Emily said with a hint of curiosity, “I also want to know if you were really kissed by Lady Luck.”

"What lucky goddess kiss?"

Just then, a slightly aged voice came from behind Emily.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Emily quickly turned her head to look.

"Editor-in-Chief??? What brings you here?"

Wearing sunglasses, Wintour said calmly, "I couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."

As the editor-in-chief of Vogue, she receives invitations to all sorts of parties in New York, big and small.

Whether she comes or not depends on her mood.

Even though she was a member of Club 54, she could come and go as she pleased at the club's events.

Lisa and Vivian also heard and saw Wintour, and they all stood up to greet her respectfully:

“Editor-in-Chief Wintour!” X2.

The little old lady with a face full of wrinkles had her eyes hidden behind sunglasses, so it was unclear whether she was even looking at them.

She simply nodded slightly and continued, "Emily, you still haven't told me, what is this 'Goddess of Fortune'?"

Vivian and Lisa were not angry or dissatisfied with her attitude; instead, they sat down as if it were normal.

Clearly, they already knew the editor-in-chief's temperament and personality.

They'll only respond to those who are interested; if they're not interested, a nod or a greeting is already a big achievement.

Although Emily was also an editor, she was still a little nervous in front of Wintour.

After glancing at Lin Qingsong and noticing his slight nod, she recounted the events in detail.

After listening, the old woman couldn't help but smile.

interesting.

I already couldn't sleep.

Now that she's encountered something interesting again, she's not in a hurry to sit in the front.

"Lin Qingsong? Is that what you call him?"

Are you ready to open these paintings now?

"If it's convenient, could I watch from the side?"

(End of this chapter)