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Chapter 93 Unredeemable, Dilraba Pretending to Be Sick
“Didn’t the buzz cut guy participate in Coach’s new product show before? At that time, Pitt promised to give priority to these models.”

Lin Qingsong was also somewhat surprised. He thought that this priority would at most skip one round, but he did not expect it to jump directly to the final stage.

Generally speaking, models who make it to the fitting stage are rarely eliminated.

Most of the time, this step just involves changing a few outfits and then finalizing the runway look.

Of course, this is not absolute. After all, Lin Qingsong has seen models being replaced just minutes before the show.

After chatting for a while, the competition entered its final stage.

A Russian female model won the third place. She walked gracefully onto the stage in 10-centimeter high heels and accepted the third-place trophy from the host.

Lin Qingsong was not surprised by this, because he had personally requested the ranking from the organizing committee.

He was somewhat surprised that Eva was able to stay until the end and become the runner-up.

Although there was another Chinese model on stage, Lin Qingsong knew that the champion had already been decided.

Regardless of how the voting takes place, Eva will ultimately only be the runner-up.

There is a saying that goes well.

What voters think is unimportant, because they have no say in anything; what matters is what the vote counters think, because they are the ones who decide everything!
as predicted.

The host finally announced that the winner was the beautiful Chinese model, while Eva became the runner-up.

But this was enough to move Eva deeply. She stood on the stage, her eyes reddening, tears welling up in her eyes.

Although Lin Qingsong saw this competition as just a money-making opportunity, Eva and the other models saw it as a shortcut to fame.

With the runner-up title in this competition, her value could easily double, allowing her to skip the C-level model and go straight to the B-level model!
All of this was given to him by Lin Qingsong.

She's not stupid; of course she knows that she couldn't have gotten to this position solely through her own efforts.

It was only because the organizers gave it to Lin Qingsong that they did so.

After the match ended, Fu Changfei went on stage to give his speech, then, wearing a Tang suit embroidered with golden dragons, walked backstage with a pigeon-toed gait.

Lin Qingsong said something to Yang Xiaoxiao and Lu Ningzhu, and then left the audience seats.

"Brother Fu."

Hearing Lin Qingsong's voice, Fu Changfei turned his head with a smile and said, "Qingsong, how was my surprise? Not bad, right?"

After discovering Lin Qingsong's incredible luck in finding two antiques in a single day, he inquired further in Shanghai and found that Lin Qingsong's luck was not just good, it was truly exceptional.

He won the grand prize at a massage parlor, and his work went incredibly smoothly.

He has no shortage of cases every month, and all kinds of clients like to refer others to him.

Faced with such a lucky person, Fu Changfei decided that he should focus on befriending him, hoping to get some of his luck.

Eva thus naturally became the runner-up in this competition.

"Brother Fu, this is such a wonderful surprise! You've turned Eva from a newcomer into a rising star!" Lin Qingsong exclaimed sincerely.

Although the outside world regards this Miss Sailing pageant as a "fake event".

Lin Qingsong, who was involved, knew that apart from the contestants, Fu Changfei operated entirely according to the procedures of large-scale international beauty pageants.

In terms of procedures, as well as official channels and media coverage, this Miss Sailing pageant is a large-scale international event.

For a newcomer like Eva to win the runner-up title in this competition is equivalent to significantly raising her starting point.

"I'm glad you like it." Fu Changfei patted his shoulder, his Minnan accent carrying a hint of boldness. "Don't forget the cruise ship thank-you banquet tonight. Lots of people will be there. I can introduce you to some people, and maybe you can even get some orders."

The next morning.

Sanya Phoenix Airport.

Having shaved all the hair off his legs, Ivanov, wearing a commemorative T-shirt with a sailboat beauty pageant logo, gave Lin Qingsong a big bear hug:
"Lin, I'm happy to work with you, but last night's cruise night was so boring!"

He then leaned close to Lin Qingsong's ear and said, "If there's a chance, I'll take you to experience a real carnival night. I'm sure you'll love it!"

"Haha, when the opportunity arises," Lin Qingsong said with a smile as he bid farewell to Ivanov.

"Brother Lin, I heard from Eva that you also started a company that signs people. My agency contract will probably be released next year, and I'll send you my resume then!" Ruan Keling said gently, "I hope Brother Lin can give me a chance then!"

"Don't worry, I'll personally go to Annam to select models next year. I might need your help then," Lin Qingsong said with a smile to the Annamite female model whose appearance matched his aesthetic.

For Chinese models to develop well, they definitely need time to mature.

Especially with the increasingly turbulent situation in countries such as Russia and Ukraine, and the gradual saturation of the European market, more and more Eastern European models will inevitably come to China to seek opportunities in the future.

Under these circumstances, the competitiveness of Eastern European models in the market will inevitably decline significantly.

The models in Annan are different. They look similar to Chinese people, and at the same time, they are cheaper, making them very competitive in the low-end market.

After all, China needs foreign models, but it needs Asian models even more. After watching the Russian Annamese model team enter the airport, Lin Qingsong walked into the parking lot alone.

He hadn't forgotten the blue alert from the system.

We still need to retrieve the five thousand dollars worth of foreign currency from that abandoned car, otherwise it would be a waste.

It's still early.

The huge parking lot only sees a few cars coming in and out occasionally.

Lin Qingsong walked directly to the highlighted area in the system.

I don't know how the original car was parked, but this car was parked on the very edge.

"It's actually a BMW motorcycle? I wonder what the owner's situation is. This motorcycle isn't cheap!" Lin Qingsong looked at the dusty motorcycle in front of him, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

What a waste that such a great car was just totaled!

However, he didn't have time to feel sorry for himself. After observing the surrounding cameras for a while and finding that none of them were pointing directly at him, he finally found the small safe in the truck bed.

After entering the password 776875 and opening the safe, Lin Qingsong saw several US dollars of varying values.

"It's a 2006 dollar bill." Lin Qingsong was speechless when he saw the date on the dollar bill.

This version of the US dollar has been gradually replaced by the new version.

Although according to US law, regardless of when you own US dollars, even if they have been withdrawn from circulation, you can still exchange them at the Federal Reserve for an equivalent amount.

It is very difficult for mainland China to convert these US dollars issued before 2006 into RMB.

Because banks in mainland China with foreign exchange exchange qualifications generally do not accept banknotes issued before 2006, including those issued in 2006.

But no matter what, it was still worth the trip.

Lin Qingsong stuffed all the several hundred US dollars into his pocket, then said goodbye to the motorcycle that was probably nearly twenty years old and was now scrapped, before heading towards the exit.

Because he was thinking of having a Hainan coconut chicken meal before leaving, he asked Liu Huayu to help order a few Wenchang chickens and have the hotel cook them.

Therefore, Lin Qingsong did not let Aiwa and Yang Xiaoxiao accompany him to see the models off.

When Lin Qingsong arrived at the hotel, he was surprised to find that there was another person in his private room.

"Dilraba, what brings you here?"

"I heard from Xiaozhu that you were going to treat us to Wenchang chicken, so I thought I'd come and freeload a meal."

"No, I heard from Xiaozhu that you should have already returned to Kyoto. Why are you still here?" Lin Qingsong genuinely thought that Dilraba had returned after finishing filming the advertisement.

"I was supposed to go back, but I drank too much coconut water a couple of days ago and got acute gastroenteritis. I stayed in the hospital for two or three days, which delayed my trip."

Dilraba waved her hand dismissively, "Anyway, I don't have much to do when I get back, so I was thinking of going to Shanghai with Xiaozhuzi."

Her agent sat to the side, looking helpless: "The company arranged acting lessons for you."

"Hey, I kept faking illness and got away with it!" Dilraba said smugly. "See? I told you my acting was pretty good, none of the teachers noticed!"

The agent shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.

My little darling is so difficult to please; she even dares to skip her company classes.

"Hehe, Brother Lin, didn't you say that if I went to Shanghai, you would treat me to a dish similar to Northeastern-style braised seafood?" Dilraba leaned close to Lin Qingsong and looked at him expectantly.

"Yes, but I don't know if you'll like the food." Lin Qingsong had actually updated his feed with information about restaurants in Shanghai these past few nights.

[Daily Intelligence 03: Wild Sichuan Restaurant, located at No. 432 Kaiding Road, Shanghai, is run by several top-tier chefs who frequently experiment with new dishes. Without exception, everyone's taste buds are captivated by these master chefs.]

With this information as a foundation, Lin Qingsong was not flustered at all when faced with Dilraba's questions.

"Ah, there's nothing I can't eat!" Dilraba said proudly. "I like to eat everything!"

"That's a modernized Sichuan restaurant, and I've heard it's really good. If you ever come to Shanghai, I can take you there," Lin Qingsong said with a smile.

“Okay! It’s a deal!” Dilraba nodded vigorously.

After finishing their coconut chicken meal, everyone packed their bags and headed back to Shanghai.

While passing by the duty-free shop, Lin Qingsong and several girls bought some commonly used skincare products. Of course, he also remembered to buy some for his female friends.

Since we've come all this way, it wouldn't be appropriate to leave empty-handed.

The only awkward moment was when he went to pay. He had so many friends, and buying so much made it seem like he had to do it with a personal shopper.

Eva and Xiaodao had to help share some of the burden.

After purchasing the items and filling out the mailing address, Lin Qingsong and the others went to the VIP lounge to rest and wait for the plane to take off.

(End of this chapter)