The guide was very embarrassed. She felt that she had not done her job well and even forgot the prices of these paintings.
"I will pay 50,000 M yuan to buy this painting!"
After the foreign collector looked at the signature on the painting, he felt that he didn't recognize it, and then decisively shouted out the price.
Well, in fact, this is not to blame for his lack of knowledge. The main reason is that none of the paintings sold by Xiaoyue Qiang have signatures on them, and the rich people who bought his paintings only know his surname FANG, but do not know his full name.
Since he is an unknown painter, his reputation is probably just that. The foreign collector feels that he has done his best to pay 50,000 million yuan to buy this painting.
Of course, he didn't think the painting was worth 50,000 million yuan.
Such a touching and fascinating painting, after he buys it and sends it to the Vernier Auction House, it will probably sell for millions of dollars!
After all, as a collector, he has a deep understanding of art. Any painting that can easily arouse people's emotions is a treasure passed down from generation to generation!
The reason why it cannot be sold for tens of millions of dollars is mainly because collectors think that the painter is not famous enough. After all, when it comes to the value of art, who makes it is very important.
But what he never expected was that when the commentator went to the backstage and came back, he expressed his rejection: "I'm sorry, sir, your bid was rejected by the painter himself."
Well, that's right. At this time, Fang Xiaoyue was sitting behind the booth drinking tea and taking a break. When she heard the commentator saying that someone wanted to pay 50,000 million yuan to buy her paintings, she almost spit out a sip of old tea.
Are you kidding me? Before I broke through the 10th level of Chinese painting, I was no longer famous. One painting sold for 300,000 million yuan. Why are I going backwards now?
So he refused directly and gave the docent the price of the painting: "The paintings of spring, summer, autumn, winter and starry sky and earth are worth one million M yuan each. As for the mountains, rivers and earth, forget it, we won't sell them for any money."
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What Fang Xiaoyue did not say was that just last night, Professor Sun called and conveyed the National Museum of Art's message, requesting to collect one of his paintings.
This is not surprising. The National Museum of Art is an official museum, and the collections that can enter the National Museum of Art are all master-level works.
After Fang Xiaoyue received the call, she decided not to sell the painting "Mountains, Rivers and Earth" and send it directly to the art museum.
He doesn't care about money, but he cares about positive fame.
The simple truth is that as long as he donates this painting, no one will dare to speak ill of him anymore.
Fang Xiaoyue knows the power of words.
No matter how famous he is, if his reputation is ruined, he will be very miserable.
At the booth outside, the foreign collector was dumbfounded when he heard the docent's price. But immediately after, he said angrily: "You are money-minded, right? You dare to ask for 100 for this painting."
Ten thousand yuan? You Xia people have such dark hearts!"
Although the words of this foreign collector are unpleasant, it must be said that his research on the Xia language is quite in-depth.
The commentator was a freshly graduated college student. She had never seen such a scene before, and her face turned red. But she didn’t know how to defend herself.
But just when the foreign collector was inciting other foreigners, a blunt Xia Guoyu sounded: "Is this Mr. Fang's new work? It must be his new work, I even saw the signature!"
This voice came from the white-robed wealthy man who had squeezed into the crowd under the protection of two strong bodyguards. After he took off his sunglasses and looked at the paintings for a while, he was woken up by the foreign collector.
"Little mushroom lady, how much are these three paintings? I bought them together."
His words conveyed the air that he was not short of money and had no intention of saying a word to the foreign collectors at all. This really shocked the crowd around him to mute their comments.
"I'm sorry, sir, only these two paintings are for sale. This painting of mountains and rivers is not for sale."
Although the guide, Xiaogu Niang, was almost made to cry by the foreign collector, she still adhered to her duties and started introducing.
"Oops, that's a bit of a pity, but I can understand it."
The wealthy man in white robe put on his sunglasses again, waved his hand, and a steward came out from behind, took out a cash check, and handed it to the wealthy man in white robe.
The white-robed tycoon wrote the amount of two million M yuan and his signature on it, and handed it to the commentator, Xiaogu Niang.
The commentator, Xiaogu Niang, had never seen such an advanced thing as a cash check, and she didn’t know what to do for a while.
Fortunately, the person in charge of the booth came out at this time, took the cash check, called to inquire, and then completed the transaction.
Of course, this cash check does not belong to Xia Guo Bank, but it doesn't matter, someone will naturally handle this matter.
As long as you can earn foreign exchange, these things are trivial.
Of course, it is impossible for the M yuan withdrawn to fall into Fang Xiaoyue's hands. The M yuan will fall into the account of the Administration of Foreign Exchange and be recorded in the name of Beijing University.
As usual, Fang Xiaoyue will receive an income of 4 million Xia Yuan.
Well, to be honest, after the transaction was completed, the person in charge returned to the booth and looked at Fang Xiaoyue with something a little wrong.
No way, in this era, the value of 4 million Xia Yuan is too high.
As I said before, the average worker’s monthly salary is only about 80 yuan.
This 4 million Xia Yuan is equivalent to the monthly salary of 50,000 workers!
Hiss!
So scary!
These days, a large factory in Xia has only seven to eight thousand employees, with a little over thirty or forty thousand people.
This shows how valuable these 4 million Xia Yuan are.
However, Fang Xiaoyue did not ask for the money, and still showed his demeanor of not being interested in fame and fortune, so he donated the money to the Fine Arts Department of Beijing University to establish a scholarship to support poor students.
As soon as the news spread, the students at Beijing University were extremely envious of the Fine Arts Department. They were not only envious of Fang Xiaoyue's fame after his paintings, but also envious of the establishment of a scholarship in the Fine Arts Department.
Of course, having said that, this also made the senior officials of Capital University highly admire Fang Xiaoyue.
No way, whoever has a student like this who can earn foreign exchange and treat money like dirt and casually donate millions of Xia Yuan really feels like his ancestors burned high incense.
Some school leaders even asked Professor Sun to ask Fang Xiaoyue if she wanted to stay in school.
Although Fang Xiaoyue's first semester of junior year has not yet ended and she will graduate in one and a half years, the school's senior officials feel that such talents should be caught as soon as possible and not let go.
Fang Xiaoyue doesn't care whether she stays in school or not.
In his opinion, as soon as he graduates from college for four years, he may finish the main mission and leave this plane. Will staying in school be of any use to him?