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Chapter 39 The Crazy Young Woman

While dealing with the stall owners, Lin Qingsong strolled over to a stall displaying various furniture items.

After glancing at the cabinet highlighted in the system, Lin Qingsong finally asked, "Boss, how much are these secondhand furniture pieces?"

"The large one is five hundred, the small one is three hundred." The shop owner was a chubby girl who casually replied while scrolling through short videos.

These were all collected from the countryside. The valuable wooden furniture had already been picked out, and what remained were just some very ordinary wooden furniture.

"Such a small cabinet costs three hundred?" Lin Qingsong said, pointing to a cabinet next to the target cabinet.

"I already said, five hundred for the big one, three hundred for the small one." The fat boss looked up at Lin Qingsong and said impatiently, then looked up again to continue scrolling through short videos.

Depend on.

I hate handsome guys the most.

"Hey pretty lady, be nicer! I'm a customer, you know. Can you give me a discount if I buy two cabinets?" Looking at the grumpy young woman in front of him, Lin Qingsong was speechless. Could he really make a sale with that kind of attitude?

"Buy two and get a 100 off, size doesn't matter." Hearing the word "pretty girl," the grumpy younger sister's mood suddenly improved, and her tone softened a bit.

"Alright, I'll take these two then." Lin Qingsong remembered the lessons he learned from the Red Bull and the locker incident. It's always best to buy an extra item from the nearby items in the system's information; you never know, there might be a pleasant surprise.

Anyway, they're not expensive. The two small ones only cost five hundred yuan in total, which can be completely covered by the clothes I just bought and the gold earrings I found this morning.

"Five hundred yuan, MSI or Zhifubao?" The grumpy younger sister picked up the QR code next to her and said in a light tone.

After paying with MSI, Lin Qingsong looked at the two cabinets in front of him with some worry.

Although they were small in the cabinet, the two of them together were as tall as a person, and I couldn't possibly carry them away by myself.

However, he had his own way of doing things, so he picked up his phone and called Xiang Jia.

This young woman has a powerful Mercedes-Benz G-Class, and the trunk can easily fit these two cabinets.

And he really did want to see Xiang Jia today, asking her to help introduce him to the boss of Hecheng Advertising.

The phone rang for a short while before it was answered.

"Sis, where are you right now? Are you free?" Lin Qingsong had barely finished speaking when a slightly capable-sounding young woman's voice came from the other end: "I just came out of the company and am driving home right now. What's up, Qingsong?"

"Sis, I found two cabinets at the flea market on Qishan Road. Could you come pick me up?"

“Okay, send me your location.” Xiang Jia didn’t ask too many questions.

About twenty minutes later, Xiang Jia, wearing a light pink silk dress with a belt to accentuate her waist, walked towards Lin Qingsong with a hint of curiosity in her high heels.

"Qingsong, what's this?" Xiang Jia looked at the cabinet in front of Lin Qingsong with a hint of surprise on her face, wondering why he suddenly thought of buying this kind of cabinet.

"I have a client who likes to collect these old things, and I was just trying to cater to his tastes," Lin Qingsong explained casually, then borrowed a trolley from his hot-tempered sister and carried the cabinet up and pushed it out.

The grumpy older sister looked at Xiang Jia, who had a good figure, delicate face, and a very feminine appearance.

She lost her temper for a moment and instead offered to find someone to help push the cart.

She felt that Xiang Jia was her role model for the future.

After putting the things in the trunk, Lin Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief and said to Xiang Jia in the passenger seat, "Sister Jia, there shouldn't be any relapses in Xiao Hai's matter, right?"

"Mmm!" Xiang Jia said happily as she drove, "Dean Hou contacted me again yesterday and said that Xiao Hai has been transferred to the international class, where the educational environment will be better!"

"Oh, Dean Hou is so concerned." Lin Qingsong had a strange feeling that Dean Hou's willingness to go see that internet celebrity named Heidan was probably just to shut him up. "Yes, it's all because of you, Qingsong!" Xiang Jia said, turning her head to look at Lin Qingsong gratefully. Then she bit her lip and said, "Qingsong, do you have something to do later?"

"No."

Looking at Xiang Jia's eyes, which were practically drooling, could Lin Qingsong say he had something to do? Even if he did, he had to make an excuse, otherwise all that leg training would have been for nothing!
afternoon.

On a large bed.

Lin Qingsong looked at Xiang Jia, who was wearing a silk nightgown, and said lazily, "Sister Jia, what time are you going to pick up Xiao Hai later?"

Holding a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, Xiang Jia smiled and said, "I asked Xiao Hai's grandfather to pick him up."

Well.
A young woman going crazy can be quite terrifying.

If you add the words "long-term neglect" before it, then it's beyond terrifying.

Lin Qingsong regretted once again why he hadn't carried some tiger penis wine with him; he needed support!
However, he soon stopped regretting it, as Xiang Jia specially ordered beef tripe for him and gently told him that she was free the next day.

But fighting is fighting.

Lin Qingsong hadn't forgotten his business. During the intermission, Xiang Jia handed him the MSI logo from the owner of Hecheng Advertising.

Xiang Jia even helped resolve the issue of buying the shell company.

"Sister Jia, I actually want to start my own business!" Before Lin Qingsong could finish speaking, his mouth was covered.

"What's mine is yours!" Xiang Jia said affectionately, "I can at least help you a little with your business, right?"

Looking at his handsome face reflected in Xiang Jia's pupils, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

My damn charm.

Twelve o'clock.

Lying in bed, Lin Qingsong spared a moment to check tomorrow's intelligence.

[Daily News 01: Elena bragged to her friends again yesterday that someone was planning to come to Shanghai to work as a freelance model because of her bragging, and also asked her for help.]

What did Elena brag about to her friend?
Lin Qingsong was somewhat puzzled.

Before he could think it through, Xiang Jia kept interrupting his train of thought, so he had no choice but to put the matter aside and continue looking at the next piece of intelligence.

Anyway, I'll see Elena in a couple of days, and if it's related to me, she'll definitely tell me.

[Daily Intelligence 02 (Pink): Mid-mountain film set, show flat #04, there's a secondhand decorative safe with a stack of US dollars of varying ages hidden in a hidden compartment.]

Before he could even read the details of the intelligence report, the mere mention of the word "pink" put Lin Qingsong in a great mood.

This shows that the intelligence is worth tens of thousands!
After carefully reviewing the details of the intelligence, Lin Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief.

Unlike last time when the gold bars were hidden in the old mansion, leaving him with something he could see but not eat, this time he could both see and touch the items.

The film set halfway up the mountain mentioned in the intelligence report is the place he'll be filming tomorrow.

Although buying items from show flats is rare, it's not unusual in their industry.

This is similar to a model taking a photoshoot and finding an outfit that the stylist provides that they like; they would then buy it themselves, and generally no one would refuse.

(End of this chapter)