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Chapter 222 No Need to Seek Torture [5K Long Chapter]

"of course can."

Lin Qingsong didn't waste any time while speaking, and quickly opened all the scrolls.

Then one after another, the paintings unfolded.

Although Wintour's appearance was indeed somewhat unexpected for Lin Qingsong.

But this actually helps to establish a strong image for oneself.

Actually, there are only four scrolls in total.

The remaining three volumes didn't give Lin Qingsong a chance to pick up any scraps, and Wintour didn't pay much attention to them.

But she became inexplicably engrossed in the fourth volume of paintings.

look familiar.

It looks so familiar.

It seems like she was designing the interior pages of VOGUE when she first joined the magazine.

Looking at the yellowed paper, Emily suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Lin, move your hand a little, there seems to be a signature on it."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze fell upon the spot where Lin Qingsong had placed his hand.

"Freland?"

Wintour looked at the familiar signature and the familiar name, and inexplicably read it aloud.

"Editor Diana's signature?" Emily couldn't help but glance at Wintour beside her after she finished speaking.

She clearly recognized whose work it was.

But she couldn't be sure if it was actually true.

After all, when she joined the magazine, the editor-in-chief was already Wintour.

“It should be true.” Wintour said, glancing at Lin Qingsong. “Lin? Can I touch it and take a look?”

“Of course.” Lin Qingsong casually handed the original design to Wintour.

Wintour took off his sunglasses and handed them to his assistant before taking the yellowed paper.

at the same time.

A considerable number of people had already gathered around.

It is human nature to eat melons.

No matter how high their status is in the fashion industry.

Whenever there's something exciting to see, they all want to see what's going on.

This buzz is especially significant because it involves Wintour, the queen of the fashion world.

Actually, quite a few people had already noticed Wintour when he first came in.

However, everyone knew Wintour's personality, so no one came up to make a fool of themselves.

But that's different now.

If there's something interesting to watch, you might even have a chance to strike up a conversation.

Wintour didn't care about the people around her.

She examined the yellowed drawing paper in her hand carefully for a while, identified Freeland's signature, and then spoke to Lin Qingsong in a consultative tone:

"Lin, this is an original design draft for the interior pages of VOGUE, which was personally designed and laid out by Diana in 1960."

"Although I don't know why it's here and marked as an abandoned decorative painting."

"But I still want to frame it and put it in the magazine's showroom."

Having worked at the magazine for so long, she had come across many of Diana's handwritings and could easily recognize that it was Diana's work.

Hearing her words, everyone around who didn't know the situation was a little confused.

What's happening here?
How did Diana's original manuscript end up in the hands of this Chinese man?
The supervisor, who rushed over upon hearing the news, was completely dumbfounded.

Others may not know what's going on, but how could he not know?
This thing in front of me was piled up in the warehouse just ten minutes ago; he sold it himself.

Lin Qingsong readily agreed, saying, "Editor-in-Chief Wintour, I think this original manuscript would also like to be displayed in the showroom, so please feel free to take it."

Just now, Emily said that Lin Qingsong went through the trouble of picking up the shawl to protect the designer's hard work.

Wintour inexplicably admired this young man.

She knew that many people wanted to gain her favor and would try all sorts of methods to do so.

But it's clear this young man is different; what he said was probably from the heart.

After all, he came here by chance, and he found the drawing by chance.

As for that shawl, I would never have heard of it if I hadn't come here by chance.

She was still quite willing to promote such an honest and straightforward junior in the fashion industry.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke:

"I will purchase this original manuscript for $100,000, as it is of great significance to the magazine, and also to thank you for your contributions to VOGUE."

"I owe you a favor on behalf of the magazine. Also, we're short of some models for the next issue. You can recommend some. For details, please contact Emily."

hiss!
Her words not only shocked and even envied the onlookers, but also left Vivian and the others stunned.

$100,000 is actually nothing.

Although Diana was just an editor-in-chief, not a painter, she was at most a celebrity.

A single original design draft for an inner page was sold for $100,000, representing a premium acquisition.

But what can you do when someone is the editor-in-chief of the wealthy and powerful Vogue magazine?

It's only $100,000, it's really nothing.

But the next two sentences carry a lot of weight!
Of course, this weight varies from person to person.

The models who managed to sneak in through various means all focused their attention on the models in the magazine's interior pages.

Although the magazine's inner pages are nowhere near as good as its cover.

But it depends on what kind of magazine it is.

The inside pages of the American edition of Vogue are better than 90% of magazine covers.

If you can make it onto the runway, doubling your net worth is just the simplest benefit; afterwards, you'll definitely receive numerous invitations from brands to walk the runway.

If you're lucky, you might turn your life around in one go.

The models' attention was entirely focused on Lin Qingsong, their eyes practically darting to devour him.

Although Wintour said that Lin Qingsong could be recommended.

But none of us are innocent and pure.

Forget about recommendations; as long as the models aren't particularly bad, Lin Qingsong's recommendations are 100% pre-selected!

Aside from the models, a large number of people focused their attention on the personal connection Wintour mentioned.

Since ancient times.

Regardless of whether it is East or West.

Favors are the hardest to repay, but also the most valuable.

Although many times favors can turn into debts.

However, this also depends on the status of the two parties who owe the favor.

Given Wintour's status in the fashion world, the favor she owed Lin Qingsong was not a debt at all.

She could probably pay it back with just a casual remark.

But what she said casually was seen by onlookers as something incredibly difficult.

After all, if Wintour casually praises a new brand, that new brand has a very high chance of taking off.

The title of "Queen of the Fashion World" is no joke.

She truly has the ability to lead fashion trends.

Brands with centuries of history are fine, but for emerging brands...

Wintour truly has the power to decide their life or death with a single sentence.

Simply saying in public that this brand's products have no design and are particularly rubbish is enough.

Seventy-eight percent of the magazines would agree with her.

Amidst envious and even somewhat jealous glances from the crowd, Lin Qingsong smiled and agreed to Wintour's trade request.

It seems I've gotten a great deal this time.

One hundred thousand US dollars!
The intelligence report said that this item costs 30,000 yuan.

Based on his research over the past few days, this 30,000 is 100% RMB.

Wintour is good.

With a flick of his lips, the amount increased by about twenty times.

All I can say is that she truly lives up to her title as a fashion queen; she exudes elegance and sophistication.

Put aside the question of personal relationships for now.

Now, this kind of favor can only be considered a business favor.

When will human relationships evolve into friendships that transcend age differences?

It would be incredibly satisfying to do things using Wintour's name.

He's now using Vivian's influence to his advantage, and he's about to take off.

When they get involved with Wintour's influence, they'll take off completely!

Although the two are different in nature.

One is a good partner, and the other is a close friend despite their age difference.

But the resources Wintour can mobilize are also different.

At least if I wanted to join this club, Wintour could make me a member on the spot with just one word.

Vivian and Lisa acted as guarantors, but the club still had to go through multiple layers of approval.

As for the inside page shoot, Lin Qingsong decided to gather all the company's models later.

If someone catches his eye here, he immediately has Qi Nan bring them over.

At the same time, all cases were returned!
He even planned to submit the models who were currently working at Hecheng's event.

If someone is indeed chosen, they just need to tell He Cheng.
He believed that Hecheng and even the cosmetics brands there would definitely release the person.

At worst, the model can go back to her events after the shoot. This is a Vogue shoot; for most models, it's a meteoric rise to fame!
If you try to stop them.

In fantasy novels, that would be considered cutting off someone's path to enlightenment!
Lin Qingsong even believed that unless the brand owner was a fool, they would definitely take the opportunity to promote the brand.

Wintour left with his belongings.

Men and women around him walked up to Lin Qingsong, handed him their business cards, and wanted to get to know him.

Lin Qingsong did not refuse these people.

I collected all their business cards and gave them one of my own in return.

He had the business card printed urgently after he arrived, at Vivian's suggestion.

There's nothing fancy or fancy about it.

It's very simple.

The company, its name, its title, and a phone number.

Surprisingly, the fabric merchant who was on the verge of bankruptcy was also among this group.

This person is quite resourceful; they managed to sneak into these kinds of parties twice in a row.

Holding the business card he had received from Vivian, he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was dressed in a suit and looked like a business elite, and nodded with a smile.

After socializing for a while, the models also came over.

These people didn't have business cards, but they all kept showing off their charm and introducing themselves to Lin Qingsong.

It wasn't until the auction officially started that he finally had some peace and quiet.

"Haha." Seeing Lin Qingsong's relieved expression, Emily couldn't help but laugh and said, "Lin, starting tonight, you've truly become famous in the New York fashion circle. I can't guarantee anything else, but during New York Fashion Week parties, as long as you show your face, I guarantee you'll continue to experience this feeling."

"Whether I become famous or not, I don't know. I just hope that Emily will go easy on the models I recommend." Lin Qingsong said, looking at Eva, "What do you think of Eva?"

“Eva?” Emily nodded without hesitation. “Of course she’s fine!”

Even though she had been vaguely prepared for this, Eva was still extremely excited when she heard Lin Qingsong recommend her and Emily agree.

She knew it!

She knew she had made the right choice!
He's only been with the company for a short time!

She went to New York to walk the runway for Givenchy at New York Fashion Week, shot pages for Harper's Bazaar, and watched shows with luxury brand designers like Vivian and Vogue editors like Emily.

These past two days have been incredibly lucky.

She was invited to shoot the cover of the Russian edition of ELLE and was also featured in the pages of the American edition of VOGUE.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Lin Qingsong with gratitude.

All of these things are related to Lin Qingsong.

If it were at the original company.

She's probably still an unknown little-known model.

Let's not talk about Eva anymore.

Tian Xiwei and Zhang Ruonan, who were standing to the side, also looked at Eva with envy.

This is an interior page of the American edition of Vogue!

It has a much greater influence in the industry than the mainland version.

If any of them can get on the field, they can declare themselves internationally successful on the same day.

After all, let's take a closer look at the Chinese actresses who have appeared in the American edition of Vogue.

They are Gong Li, Zhang Ziyi, Chen Cong, Li Bingbing, Fan Bingbing, and Tang Wei.
Every single one of them is more famous than them!

Lin Qingsong didn't forget them either, and looked at Emily with a smile, saying, "Emily, this issue of the magazine focuses on models, or is it appropriate to..."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Tian Xiwei and Zhang Ruonan.

In this situation, without even making a recommendation, simply asking them in person is enough to win their hearts.

really.

Upon hearing his words, both Tian Xiwei and Zhang Ruonan showed expressions of excitement.

Their eyes burned with an intensity that seemed to melt Lin Qingsong.

Emily shrugged. "Lin, although I would love to invite both of them, unfortunately, this episode is mainly for models."

Lin Qingsong didn't care too much, since he had already achieved his goal.

The auction was rather uninteresting from then on.

The competition on site was not intense at all; most of the time, someone would make a bid and others would just go through a couple of rounds of token bidding.

Wait until the auction ends.

Because the aftershocks of the previous event had not yet subsided, the ensuing banquet was somewhat a repetition of the previous procedures.

People kept coming to talk to him.

The rest is fine, but quite a few of the models were men posing and flirting.

It gave him a headache.

Although he doesn't discriminate against homosexuals, he shouldn't keep flaunting himself in front of me.

The only thing that surprised Lin Qingsong was that Coach's designer, Peter, was also here; he didn't know why he hadn't seen him earlier.

"Lin!" Pete hugged him with a big smile. "My good brother, long time no see!"

"Pete? I didn't see you just now?" Lin Qingsong looked at the old man with a face full of joy.

some days ago.

Pitt was also extremely busy with his fashion show appearances.

He didn't even attend the dinner on the 54th.

The two had been chatting online.

“I saw you were so busy, so I didn’t come over,” Pete said mischievously. “Have you seen any of those models who came to offer themselves? I bet if you just beckoned, a whole bunch of models would come upstairs with you.”

This person is clearly a regular upstairs customer.

"Ahem, I'm a respectable person." Lin Qingsong looked at him speechlessly, then asked with concern, "How's it going? Did you get everything sorted out for tomorrow's show?"

"Of course!" Pete exclaimed confidently. "Just wait and see my performance tomorrow!"

After leaving here, Lin Qingsong led everyone back to the hotel to rest.

The next day.

September 11th.

After attending Lu Boting's show, the group and Lisa went to Coach to see Pitt's show.

Having been rushing to watch fashion shows for so long, Lin Qingsong and others have lost interest.

He couldn't understand it, so he decided that he would either watch it with Emily or watch Vivian Lisa and Pitt's show.

He was too lazy to bother with the rest of the shows.

As for Tian Xiwei and Zhang Ruonan, they didn't have any thoughts either.

Anyway, they've already jumped on the bandwagon of whatever trend they wanted to.

What follows is just repetitive posting of things, which is completely meaningless.

After watching the Coach show, Lin Qingsong and the others strolled around New York.

He also took the opportunity to stroll to the vicinity of Gracie Avenue and East 86th Street on the Upper East Side.

I checked out the Time Wrinkles vintage clothing store.

Tomorrow, a new Schiaparelli 1938 surrealist coat will be added here.

Around 9 p.m., Lin Qingsong said he needed to rest for the night.

Even if you have a sleep aura that can restore your body's condition, it can get a bit tiresome if you do it all the time.

Adequate rest is still necessary, but he still set his sights on that girl named Kara.

I turned on the Alienware computer I bought while shopping this afternoon and opened the CS game I had just downloaded.

Enter Rikala's game ID and click Add.

He had initially thought the supermodel wouldn't agree.

To my surprise, the other side agreed very quickly.

Lin Qingsong didn't waste any words.

I immediately sent her a private message to challenge her, and then created a custom room and invited her.

He doesn't have the patience to slowly play together and then chat little by little.

This kind of one-on-one interaction is the easiest way to strike up a conversation.

Then Lin Qingsong realized that he might have underestimated Kara.

He didn't win a single one of the nine one-on-one matches.

After typing a series of ellipses in the public channel, Lin Qingsong said he didn't want to play anymore.

He was dumbfounded.

Why can't we just chat and have some fun with Tian Xiwei and the others?
Why bother getting beaten up in the game?
If you really have nothing else to do, you can contact any silk fabric supplier!
However, Kara on the other side seemed a little unsatisfied.

Her skill level wasn't very good to begin with.

The only reason she could keep playing was because the expensive weapons in the game gave her a sense of showing off.

Unexpectedly, this person in front of me added me out of nowhere and then inexplicably sent me a challenge to a one-on-one fight.

Their skill level was actually worse than mine.

He even had those expensive weapons.

She wouldn't feel anything if she won against an ordinary person.

But it still feels pretty good to win against someone like me who, like me, enjoys showing off with his gear in games.

Unfortunately, Lin Qingsong ignored her.

He quit the game and went to find Tian Xiwei and the others to play offline shooting games.

What rest?!
No more rest!

Anyway, he played a game with Kara mainly so that they would have something to talk about next time.

Now that I've achieved my goal, there's no need to continue torturing myself.