Now Fang Yi is thinking about whether he should wait until the portraits of his whole family are finished, and then enter the teacher's link to make two pictures! Money is tight at home now, and even if this one costs hundreds of thousands, it will be the teacher's
If you give yourself over RMB 100,000 for one piece, you can get a nice car, right?
Fang Yi was just calculating when the teacher's words dragged Fang Yi out of his dream.
Liu Hongshuo said to Zheng Xiaopeng on the other end of the phone: "Tell the person who bought the painting to take that painting back, and he can choose one of the paintings in my studio to take away, no matter how big or small!" After that, he said a few more words.
Just hung up the phone.
The forest studio was not that big to begin with, so the old man said he could pick whatever he wanted! That means no matter how big the painting was, the old man had no complaints! Can the prices of big paintings and small paintings be the same? This would be a disguised form of compensation for others.
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Seeing the teacher hang up the phone, Fang Yi smiled and said, "If you want to buy it, just buy it!" As he said this, he thought to himself: A few days ago, you told me that a master took a disciple's painting as a
It was my own painting that I sold. I can't say this is a lie, it's just an anecdote! Why do you want to take back my paintings when I get here?
Liu Hongshuo looked at Fang Yi and walked towards his easel. When he got to the easel, he picked up his brush and said without looking at Fang Yi: "You are the only smart one!".
The old man was too lazy to explain to Fang Yiduo because there were no disciples of that master who could surpass the master! All of them were well-behaved, and none of them could succeed the master in the painting world. And Fang
As for Yi, Liu Hongshuo believes that his disciples will definitely be able to take over the job in the future.
For my current status in the painting world. Now I see a painting being sold for my own price. It seems like I am taking advantage, but what about in the future! In addition, once this matter is spread, with this gimmick, it will make the painting more valuable.
It's just hype, and the value is higher than ordinary paintings.
Seeing the teacher angrily ignoring him, Fang Yi laughed to himself and began to draw his own painting honestly.
Zheng Xiaopeng put down Liu Hongshuo's phone and immediately called Chen Shenglin over to explain the matter from beginning to end.
Chen Shenglin smiled bitterly and said: "A painting by Fang Yifang?" He looked at the boss and nodded and said: "It doesn't look like Fang Yifeng's to me! I held this painting in my hand and looked at it for almost ten minutes.
Yes, it is the same as Mr. Liu's current paintings in terms of brushstrokes and artistic conception! And Fang Yi's style?" After saying this, he shook his head: "The difference is too big! Anyway, I can't see any traces at all.
come out!".
"Don't worry about it! Let's think about how to get this painting back!" Zheng Xiaopeng said: "Mr. Liu told him to go to the studio and pick a random one! As long as he can get this painting back."
Chen Shenglin thought for a moment and said to Zheng Xiaopeng: "Then how should we deal with it here?".
Zheng Xiaopeng thought for a while and said: "Refund the money for this painting. Our gallery will bear the loss this time!".
As soon as you say this sentence, you can understand why Liu Hongshuo has been able to cooperate with two unrelated people for more than ten years! Zheng Xiaopeng's decision shows that he values credibility over money.
Some galleries in China sell fake paintings even if they can't tell. Even if they can tell, they can still regard the fake paintings as real paintings and sell them to some outsiders who don't know the art at a high price. Don't mention any appraisal certificates. This thing is very popular in domestic art.
The role of the market is really not much different from that of waste paper! Not to mention those who work in galleries, even those who are doing other businesses in China, although they talk about the word credibility all day long, when it comes to losing money.
How many of them are really doing it?
Chen Shenglin heard this and said: "It's a little late today. I will personally take the money to talk to An Xiaojun tomorrow!".
"Yeah!" Zheng Xiaopeng nodded, his face a little serious. He lost hundreds of thousands for no reason. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel bad at all. For a gallery owner, he lost real money all of a sudden.
Hundreds of thousands. My heart is about to bleed!
Early the next morning, Chen Shenglin arrived at the company, took the check issued by the accountant, and drove directly to An Xiaojun's company.
Fang Yi's imitation has now been hung on An Xiaojun's wall. An Xiaojun, who is sitting on the big back chair in the office, can see the landscape painting opposite him as long as he raises his head!
"Boss! Mr. Chen from Jinpeng Gallery wants to see you outside!" The young female secretary gently knocked on the front door twice. After hearing the response from inside, she opened the door and said.
An Xiaojun Zhang Zhong asked: "Chen Shenglin?" He looked at the female secretary and nodded and said: "Let him in!" After saying that, he sat up straight against the back of the chair.
"Mr. An! I'm sorry. I have something to trouble you today!" Chen Shenglin said to An Xiaojun as soon as he entered the door.
An Xiaojun stood up from the chair. He walked to the sofa for guests next to him, motioned for Chen Shenglin to sit down, and then asked the secretary standing outside the door to pour tea.
After serving tea, An Xiaojun smiled at Chen Shenglin and asked, "Is there a painting by Fang Yi?".
Chen Shenglin shook his head, took out the check from the bag he carried with him, put it on the table and gently pushed it in front of An Xiaojun: "Sorry! I came here this time about the painting yesterday.
matter!".
An Xiaojun took the check and looked at it. On it was a cashier's check with a clear figure of 650,000! After reading it, Chen Shenglin asked in confusion: "What does this mean?".
"That painting is not Mr. Liu's work, it was copied by someone else. We didn't check it and sold it to you as Mr. Liu's work!" After saying that, he stood up from the sofa: "On behalf of the gallery, I express my gratitude to you.
! Not only will the fee this time be refunded to you, but you can also choose another work by Mr. Liu as compensation!"
After listening to Chen Shenglin's words, An Xiaojun had a playful look on his face. He put down the check in his hand and stood in front of Fang Yi's imitation painting. Watching An Xiaojun walk to the painting, Chen Shenglin also left.
After walking over, the two of them stood in front of the painting and looked at it for several minutes.
"I didn't see that this painting was an imitation, right?" After looking at the painting carefully again, An Xiaodong turned to Chen Shenglin beside him and said.
Chen Shenglin, who was standing in front of the painting, also looked at the painting carefully. He really didn't realize that the painting was not by Liu Hongshuo, but by his disciple Fang Yi. After hearing what An Xiaodong said, he smiled bitterly.
He said: "Even standing in front of this painting now, I can't tell that it looks like an imitation! But it is indeed an imitation. Mr. Liu called us personally and told us about this yesterday!".
An Xiaojun asked Chen Shenglin again: "Who imitated it?" When he asked this sentence, An Xiaojun could guess who it was, but he just wanted to get confirmation from Chen Shenglin's mouth.
"Fang Yi, Mr. Liu's student! It was originally a joke." Then Chen Shenglin briefly talked about this matter with An Xiaojun, including what he heard from Liu Hongshuo yesterday, and then added this time
How did the error occur?
Sitting back on the sofa in the reception area, An Xiaojun once again picked up the check on the table and took a look at it. He smiled and asked jokingly: "Is this your compensation?". He looked at Chen Shenglin and said: "For a moment
Six hundred and fifty thousand is not a small amount for you, right?"
Chen Shenglin nodded: "The income from selling Liu's paintings is our mainstay. Losing this sum is equivalent to not selling a single painting by Liu for a year!".
After hearing this, An Xiaojun said: "I have been in business for so many years, and I have collected more than 20 paintings! Some people want to trick me into buying them even though they know they are fake, thinking that I am being taken advantage of! Not to mention meeting,
This is the first time I heard that a gallery sold fake paintings and still paid compensation!"
"This is a mistake in our work." Chen Shenglin was also prepared to make some self-examination.
Reaching out to interrupt Chen Shenglin's words, An Xiaojun pushed the check back in front of Chen Shenglin: "I really like this painting, just keep it with me! Take the money back!".
Chen Shenglin pushed back the check in front of him again, looked at An Xiaojun and said: "Fang Yi's paintings can't be sold for such high prices even if they are put out now! When we wanted to sign, the price was between 120,000 and 150,000.
, and in the past one or two years, we were still promoting and packaging things!”
What Chen Shenglin said was very honest. Fang Yi's paintings are now sold at 150,000, which is an incredible achievement. To achieve this price, he still needs the help of his teacher Liu Hongshuo.
An Xiaojun pushed the check back again, then stood up and walked to the front of the painting. He crossed his arms and looked at it for a while, then asked: "What do you think of Fang Yi's talent?".
"Tiancai!" Chen Shenglin said: "Mr. Liu once proudly said in front of us that he was born for painting."
After thinking for a while, he said: "In our industry, we meet too many people who brag about their talents. After meeting many of them, their sons and daughters boast amazingly. In fact, they are considered young if they can draw half as well as their elders."
There is a lot of potential, but more of them are just messing around in the name of me!"
An Xiaojun said: "Then can his paintings be sold at Mr. Liu's current price in the future? Tell me your estimate!".
"Yes!" Chen Sheng and Lin Wan continued: "But considering Mr. Liu's price, the most optimistic estimate is that he will be between thirty-five and forty years old! In the meantime, his artistic path will have to go smoothly.
!".
An Xiaojun listened and asked again: "Then what do you think art is?" Without waiting for Chen Shenglin's answer, he said: "For me, if a painting can resonate in my heart, then this painting is
It has artistic value to me! If my financial strength can afford it, then I will buy it! So I don’t really pursue the works of famous artists. I like this painting very much and feel comfortable looking at it, as long as it is not imitated by Mr. Liu Hongshuo
Original painting, then I don’t have any problem here!”.
Having said this, An Xiaojun turned to Chen Shenglin and asked: "Did Mr. Liu Hongshuo paint the same painting?".
Chen Shenglin shook his head after hearing this: "No! Mr. Liu said that he had never painted a landscape for more than a year. This one was painted by Fang Yi using Mr. Liu's techniques and his own layout! It was originally a master-disciple relationship.
It’s a game, who knew this problem would happen now!”.
"Then take the check back. I want this painting." An Xiaojun said: "If possible, I want you to ask Mr. Liu Hongshuo or Fang Yi to write two sentences on the back of the canvas to explain.