She saw that Han Qi wanted to stay here to listen to the evaluation, so she planned to go back to the office first.
Once this painting is exhibited, there will certainly be a lot waiting to be done.
For example, there were a few acquaintances among the visitors who kept winking at her, gesturing for Del to go aside and have a chat. Without even thinking about it, she could guess that they wanted to book Han Qi's painting in advance.
Newcomer, first exhibition.
Such paintings will have unique meanings in the future and will be worth two to three times more than the second or third paintings. However, there is a prerequisite for collecting in advance, that is, you must have a unique vision and see clearly.
Painters are worth investing in, and which painters are short-lived?
Del and Han Qi communicated in a low voice, and then said loudly: "Everyone!"
Many people turned around, but only a few people were completely fascinated by the painting. The sounds from the outside were meaningless to them. It is estimated that it would be difficult to wake them up with sound before they finished admiring the painting.
"Please allow me to introduce to you the author of this painting, Mr. Han Qi from China."
"Chinese?"
"Hello, Mr. Han Qi, your work is really amazing."
"Yes, there is absolutely nothing wrong with what Ms. Dale said yesterday. You may really be able to lead the color revolution in modern oil painting."
"Han, are you Han? Your paintings are great."
Many people came towards Han Qi, some directly wanted to buy the painting, and some wanted to get closer. The tone was as if Han Qi had long been a well-known painter, and these people had already heard about Han Qi from various channels.
But actually it was just the first time I heard Han Qi’s name.
It feels like when Chinese people meet each other, they clasp their fists and say goodbye for a long time.
Who said foreigners are rude?
This is too polite.
Han Qi got to know them one by one. Dale had reminded Han Qi before that if he wanted to sell his paintings at a good price, it would be right to get to know these people. Han Qi also discovered that the people here were either big collectors or big collectors.
The boss, and some people sent by the boss to see the situation.
A random selection of the paintings in this gallery costs millions of euros.
The average entrepreneur, who may only have a few million euros in wealth, would not care so much about the things in this gallery.
During the chat, those who were fascinated by the painting gradually came out of that state. After hearing from acquaintances that Han Qi was the author of this painting, they rushed to Han Qi with a blush on their face to say hello, with eyes that looked like they were watching.
Like an idol.
Han Qi is now immune to this kind of look and takes photos with them and signs autographs as normal.
Han Qi is no stranger to fans.
They are quite restrained. Han Qi has seen even crazier fans in China. The existence of those girls is also the reason why Han Qi does not want to release more songs in China. Now he has a song "One Meat and One Vegetarian" that has not been released, and there are also
There are eight blue song redemption coupons.
The Mediterranean uncle who came in first asked: "Han, do you have any other works?"
"All the ones used for practice were destroyed, and very few are intact."
In fact, Han Qi only has two complete works so far, and only Dale of the people present knows where the second one is.
It was she who framed Han Qi's first work herself a month ago.
Compared with the current set of "Karl Johan Street", she prefers the classic oil painting that Trister brought, which was named "Beauty by the Lake" by Han Qi. She feels that that is what Han Qi really put his heart into.
A true masterpiece.
She was a little envious of that woman.
Skodali, an old nobleman in Norway, is different from Ingrid and their royal family. Skodali started doing business very early, and now he is one of the most successful wine companies in Norway. The Antonio Brewery he created specializes in brewing Viking beer.
Sold to many overseas countries.
Liquor tycoon.
Da Felix Stone, a Russian, immigrated to Norway fifty years ago. He is a large landowner in Bergen. One-third of the entire city of Bergen is his territory. He likes oil paintings, prints, and watercolors. In Bergen, he
Jergen opened his own private museum.
He was also the person who most wanted to collect Han Qi's painting. He offered Han Qi a price of 12 million euros and said that he would put it in his house to dry and collect it, and then bring it back to be oiled next year.
But Han Qi had already signed the painting to the gallery in Dell, so he couldn't sell it.
But Han Qi was very excited about the price.
Han Qi asked: "I still have a work in progress, which also describes the scenery of Norway. Do you still need it?"
Dafelix Stone pondered for a while and said: "I like your style very much, but to be honest, I can't judge what your second work will be like, or I said it directly, I am very worried about your future work.
Paintings cannot meet such standards."
He pointed to the painting on the wall and said.
If he is willing to collect Han Qi's painting, the first thing he values is Dale. Dale likes this painting very much, which means that this painting must be indistinguishable. In addition, this is Han Qi's first work, and he
He also liked the painting very much, so he was willing to pay 12 million euros.
With so many conditions put together, he was willing to pay such a high price.
For a newcomer, this is simply a sky-high price.
As for what will happen to Han Qi in the future, who can tell? He can invest in things he can see, but he will not make any promises for things he has not yet seen.
Han Qi nodded and said, "Thank you for your appreciation."
The paintings he said are a bit harsh, but they are indeed very reasonable. The few paintings he took when he first debuted cannot explain too many problems. Whether it can grow for a long time depends on whether it can withstand the pressure in the future. A lot of people can like it if it is released one by one.
work.
The next day, Han Qi was preparing to go home and was packing her things in the hotel.
Anyway, the painting won't be sold for a while, so I have to go next year, so I'll wait until next year to come and have a look. It's not fun to stay in Norway.
Hearing a knock on the door, Han Qi went to open the door.
"Dafelix Stone?"
"Well, Mr. Han, are you leaving now?"
This big boss has the mighty appearance of a fighting nation. He is taller and stronger than Han Qi. He is estimated to be 1.95 meters tall. He is particularly intimidating when standing at the door. However, he is not bad, and he is more down-to-earth, not as tall as Han Qi.
I have the impression that a rich man has the aloof look.
"Yeah, let's catch the flight tomorrow morning." Han Qi quickly invited him in.
Dafelix Stone waved his hand and asked the bodyguard to wait outside the door. He walked in and sat on the sofa.
"Han, are you too impatient? You just met so many people yesterday and have so many fans who like your works. Are you leaving tomorrow?"
"I can't help it. I have something to do when I get home. Do you want coffee or milk?"
"A glass of milk is ready. Your place is quite nice. Is there a coffee machine?"
Han Qi came over with two bottles of milk and said with a smile: "There is no coffee machine, but there is a refrigerator here."
Da Felix Stone took the milk and said straight to the point:
"There is a cocktail party tomorrow night, which I specially prepared for you. Many people will come. Can you postpone your departure for a day? I praised you very much to them, and you must give me this face."
"A cocktail party?"
"That's right, the cocktail party will be held with friends from the oil painting industry. You will definitely feel that the trip is worthwhile."
Han Qi agreed.
He was not in a hurry and could go back at any time. Since Felix Stone invited him, he could stay one more day.
After all, this boss has booked Han Qi's painting and will purchase "Daytime on Karl Johan Street" for 12 million euros in seven months. He is the largest financial backer Han Qi has encountered so far.
, this face must be given.
Moreover, Han Qi is quite curious, what is the wine party in Europe like?
……………………
hot!!
It's so hot!
Han Qi was standing in the corner of the hall, surrounded by many people. Some wanted to ask Han Qi how to match that color, and some wanted to toast Han Qi, get acquainted, and chat.
There are also people in charge of paint brands who want to promote their own paints with Han Qi.
Glasses of wine flowed back and forth, and compliments continued.
This is the first time Han Qi has heard so much flattery in his life. At most, he has felt this kind of discomfort in front of insurance salesmen before.
I don't feel well physically either. My feet hurt a little from standing for too long.
But it was too hot over there on the sofa, and as soon as I sat down there were many women trying to get on Han Qi's body.
Fortunately, there was a window here, which could barely blow in a little cool breeze, keeping Han Qi awake.
This morning he specifically asked Felix Stone if he needed to wear formal clothes, but he said that he could wear whatever he felt comfortable with.
This is true. Han Qi saw a painter coming here even wearing pajamas and slippers. He also has works in Dale's gallery. He is a local painter in Norway. He bought a house in Bergen and works there every day.
Painting and growing vegetables at home.
His name is Osiri, a friend Han Qi just met, and he has a temper that suits Han Qi very well.
After all, there were only two freaks in the hall, one was Osiri in pajamas, and the other was Han Qi in a woolen vest.
Who knows what kind of cocktail party you have that requires such strong heating?
Recently, Bergen has been hot and cold, sometimes above zero and sometimes below zero, but no matter what, it is still very cold. Han Qi naturally wears three pieces of clothing when going out, a shirt, a woolen sweater, and a windbreaker.
If she were to go shopping outside, Han Qi would still be wearing thin clothing.
But it doesn't work here.
The people here, all the women are wearing summer clothes, such as long black skirts, navel-baring clothes, backless clothes, etc., and the men are wearing shirts or short-sleeved clothes. Anyway, the standard is summer, and then it is about how to look good.
Come.
Han Qi finally understood.
Oh, so this is a cocktail party?
The rows of clothes hangers at the entrance were originally used for this purpose.
Han Qi regretted it.
You shouldn't wear a windbreaker, just wear a coat with a shirt underneath, right?
Say goodbye to the people around you and leave the hall, go up the spiral staircase to the rooftop on the second floor to enjoy the breeze.
There are many rooms on both sides of this corridor. When passing by, you can hear the overwhelming sounds coming from them. Coupled with the lights in the hall and the catalysis of alcohol, Han Qi felt a little dizzy and quickly walked faster.
Go to the rooftop.
Taking one step out, it feels like falling from heaven to earth.
A bit disappointed, but very true.
The noise in the hall behind me was no longer clear, and the sounds in the room were even less clear. What could be heard was the occasional roar of cars passing by on the road outside, and the sound of a couple quarreling on the street in the distance.
Looking up, countless small light bulbs hung in the dark blue night sky, flickering and laughing at Han Qi's escape.
"Hello."
Han Qi turned around and saw it was Osiri.
It was the painter who came to the reception in sleepy clothes. When Da Felix Stone introduced him, he said that he was the successor of Post-Impressionism.
Very young, only thirty-five.
Han Qi faced the street again and said: "My name is not Hello, my name is Han Qi. Why are you here too? Don't you discuss life with those girls?"
"How can playing with them be as interesting as painting? I went to see your painting today, and it's really good."
"Thank you for the compliment, yours is not bad."
Unlike Han Qi's paintings, which must be viewed in galleries, there are a lot of Ousili's paintings that can be found online. They are relatively prolific painters, but the quality of their works varies. The good ones are very popular, while the bad ones can only be sold to fans or fans at low prices.
Ordinary gallery.
"Ha, of course, I still have this little bit of confidence. Come on, let's talk about painting. How did you create such a good painting that combines several styles? I'm really curious."
Han Qi pressed the bridge of his nose and said with a headache:
"Let's go another day, I'm a little uncomfortable right now."
"how?"
"I'm not used to it," Han Qi sighed and said,
"Ms. Dale mentioned the value of this painting to me a few days ago. But I really didn't expect that someone would spend more than 10 million to buy my painting. You know, my total net worth is only 1 million, so...
…I can’t believe it, it’s just like a dream.”
Osiri laughed a few times, and then said seriously: "Actually, I didn't expect that a newcomer's painting could be bought at this price, but I went to the gallery to see it, and it was worth it."
He patted Han Qi on the shoulder and said:
"Brother, the person you should thank the most is Dell. She has given you a lot of free publicity. I even doubt whether you are her illegitimate child. But this is a good thing and a bad thing. You understand me.
Do you mean it?"
"Yes," Han Qi nodded.
This is an expectation, and it is Del's expectation for herself.
It is an expectation that can only succeed and cannot fail.
For Han Qi, this is definitely a good thing, because the profession of painter has been systematized, and he can only get help from various professions in the future, and it is impossible to get worse as he paints.
Okay, now that we have accepted the system, why not accept more world-class honors.
World class painter.
Well, as expected, the childhood sweethearts fell from the sky, and the painting entered the international stage before the singer.
Osiri felt that what Han Qi needed was quiet, so he didn't ask Han Qi to come and chat with him. He flicked the cigar in his mouth downstairs and walked towards the hall while saying: "Relax and enjoy life. I'll start with you."
What you see in the painting is not self-pity. You are leaving tomorrow, right? I will see you off."
After saying that, he disappeared from Han Qi's sight and probably went to the hall to find a girl again.
Han Qi smiled helplessly and shook his head.
The quarreling couple on the street had left, and it was now empty again. Han Qi took off his sweater, and without thinking about how much he had paid for it, he threw it towards the trash can on the street.
