Regarding An Xiaojun's request, Chen Shenglin said a few more words. Seeing that the sponsor of his gallery kept insisting, he put away the check on the table: "I want to ask about this matter. I guess there is no hope for Mr. Liu."
, I’ll see if I can get Fang Yi to write from behind!”.
After hearing this, An Xiaojun said: "I don't have much opinion on which of the two should write, but if you help me try my best, it would be best for both Mr. Liu Hongshuo and Fang Yi to write!".
"I'll do my best! Then I won't disturb you anymore!" After Chen Shenglin said that, he picked up his bag and stood up from the sofa: "I'm going back to the gallery now!".
"Well! If there are any paintings by new painters with special features, be sure to let me know!" An Xiaojun now has a better feeling about Jinpeng Gallery. In today's materialistic society, let alone this kind of gallery, this is how he behaves.
There are too few methods! In business
After more than ten years of hard work in the field, An Xiaojun admires the way Jinpeng Gallery handles this matter. Of course, hundreds of thousands of people cannot see it in An Xiaojun's eyes, but An Xiaojun, who understands the current situation of the gallery, knows that this
Hundreds of thousands is really not a small amount for Jinpeng Gallery.
An Xiaojun and Chen Shenglin have been dating for three or four years. Today, for the first time, he sent Chen Shenglin to the door of his office with a smile on his face. He watched Chen Shenglin walk five or six meters before turning around and returning to the office.
Regarding the matter of signing, how could Liu Hongshuo agree? As soon as Chen Shenglin mentioned the old man, he directly said: Impossible! Then Chen Shenglin's target was naturally Fang Yi. Fang Yi was quite happy about this, sixty-five
Wan is one factor, but the most important thing is that others are willing to spend so much money knowing that it is his imitation painting. This makes Fang Yi have a certain fondness for this buyer. It is inevitable that he thinks in his heart that this person knows the goods!
Fang Yi agreed, and the news reached An Xiaojun's ears. The next day, An Xiaojun sent his follower to drive to Liu Hongshuo's studio in Shicheng with paintings.
"Who are you looking for?" Fang Yi asked, looking at two people standing at the door wearing suits and ties. One of them had big brown sunglasses stuck on his face and was holding a large aluminum alloy box in his hand. These two people
No matter how he was dressed, he looked like a criminal in a movie, and the man carrying the suitcase still had short hair, a strong body and a rough face. If it weren't for the fact that it was Shi Yi who was doing this in broad daylight, Fang Yi would definitely think that these two people
They came to rob the studio!
Don't look at the fact that there is no safe or cash in the studio, Liu Hongshuo's paintings can retain their value much better than cash! To put it bluntly, money is just a piece of paper, and it is still depreciating. One of the old man's paintings now costs hundreds of thousands, and a large one is still available.
It’s over a million. And it’s still rising!
"Is this Mr. Fang?" The man in a suit standing in front asked Fang Yi with a stern expression on his face.
Fang Yi looked at this man and nodded gently: "It's me! What do you want from me?".
"Our boss is buying your painting! We have agreed to let you sign it."
"Oh! I know this." Fang Yi understood immediately after hearing this, and asked the two of them, "Have you brought the painting?" As he said this, he walked towards the big table in the studio.
"Bring it!" After saying this, the man raised his hand and waved to the person behind him who was carrying the suitcase. The two followed Fang Yi to the big table.
Fang Yi watched this person take out his painting "Forest Studio" from the aluminum box and put it on the table. He picked it up and looked at it carefully to confirm that it was his own imitation painting. He turned it to the back and went to
In front of the easel, I picked up a small round-headed soft brush and palette and went to the big table.
After thinking for a while, I asked two of their bosses their last names. Fang Yi wrote a paragraph directly on the back of the canvas: Fang Yi imitated the teacher’s technique! This is a game. By some mistake, Mr. An
Purchased. The following is signed by Fang Yi in what year and month.
"Okay!" Fang Yiluo took the pen away after finishing the payment. He didn't ask the two of them how their writing was, and just said that and it was done.
"Then let's say goodbye!" The two of them put the painting back into the box, buttoned it up, said to Fang Yi, and then turned around and left the studio.
Fang Yi watched the two people walk out and close the door of the studio. He couldn't help but said: "If only everything could be like this!".
I had just started to paint before I had even finished two strokes, when I heard the studio door open. I raised my head and saw the teacher walking in.
"What did those two people do just now?" Liu Hongshuo asked his disciple.
Fang Yi smiled and said: "The one who asked me to write on the painting is the one that imitates your style!".
"Oh!" Liu Hongshuo walked to Fang Yi's side without saying a word, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Fang Yi: "This is the money for that painting! And your painting "
"Girl Playing the Violin" was also sold the day before yesterday, and the price is 50,000 yuan in your hands."
Fang Yi took it and looked at it. It said 450,000! Then he looked up and said to the teacher: "How could you give me all the money for "Forest Studio"! It's not appropriate for me to take all the money!". He sold the painting.
In addition to the gallery's commission and deducting some taxes, the remaining amount available is only about 400,000.
Liu Hongshuo looked at his disciple and waved his hand and said: "Of course the money for your painting belongs to you! Besides, do you think I can afford these hundreds of thousands?" At this point, he glared at Fang Yi: "You can take it if I give it to you.
Stay!".
Looking at the cashier's check in his hand, Fang Yi said with a smile: "Can this piece of paper be exchanged for money from the bank?".
"You still want me to help you change it into one hundred pieces for you to carry?" Liu Hongshuo said angrily after hearing this.
Fang Yi scratched his head and said with a smile: "Isn't this the first time I've seen this thing! Let alone hundreds of thousands before. The most money I have in my hand is when the tutoring class pays wages, it's several thousand yuan
Money!" After saying this, he shook the cashier's check in his hand and heard it ring twice: "The sound is crisp and clear!".
Liu Hongshuo couldn't help but smile when he saw Fang Yi's appearance. He smiled and scolded his disciple: "Look at your worthless look. You are so happy when you get these hundreds of thousands! Then others can draw hundreds of thousands of them."
It costs tens of thousands, and you have to go to the hospital for emergency treatment as soon as you receive the money! Collect it quickly and give it to your mother when you get back in the evening!"
"Yeah!" Fang Yi listened to the teacher's words, smiled, took the cashier's note in his hand and asked: "Is this thing okay when folded?".
Liu Hongshuo looked at Fang Yi and didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. He spat out two words directly from his mouth: "Okay!" He turned around and walked towards his easel, not wanting to talk to his beloved disciple. It was too embarrassing.
With hundreds of thousands in his pocket, Fang Yi went from top to bottom first. When the teacher was away and he put down his brush to rest, he would always take it out and take a look at it. It cannot be said that Fang Yi was greedy for money.
It feels fresh to have so much money, so of course I want to see more!
An Xiaojun's follower took the painting back to Mingzhu and handed it to his boss.
Looking at Fang Yi's calligraphy on the back of the canvas, An Xiaojun was very satisfied. He mounted the frame himself and hung it back on the wall. He stood in front of the painting with his hands folded and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. A smile appeared on his face.
Seeing that the boss was in a good mood, the follower couldn't help but ask: "Boss! I think you bought this painting at a loss! I saw that child! He is only about twenty years old. Why?"
It’s so expensive! I think two to three thousand is the most!”.
After hearing this, An Xiaojun turned to look at his follower with a smile on his face and said: "You have also seen a lot of paintings with me. What do you think of the two works by Fang Yi that you saw a few days ago?
”.
"I don't know anything about this thing, but I think the painting looks like it! But it's not much different from other similar paintings. For example, the one with Zhou Tong, I think it's just the same!" the follower opened his mouth and said.
After all, flattering is also a skill. The follower saw that the boss was in a good mood, so he asked a few questions in a joking manner. As for the previous question about whether the boss's paintings were expensive, he was just waiting for his boss's response.
"You! You! You just don't make much progress!" An Xiaojun felt really good after hearing this. He stretched out his hand and nodded at his follower and said: "Fang Yi's paintings are much better than Zhou Tong's! Both in terms of technique and meaning.
They are both much better than Zhou Tong! The gap between the two is not small!”
The boss's interest was aroused! A sentence came into the mind of the follower, but his face showed an expression of being taught and listening.
An Xiaojun continued with pride on his face: "Do you think what I bought is too expensive?" He looked at the follower and nodded cooperatively. Then he continued: "You can't look at this like this! If outsiders imitate it, then that's it.
, we must go back. But what Liu Hongshuo’s own disciples imitated is to estimate the achievements of Liu Hongshuo’s disciples. Now
After I have seen Fang Yi's paintings, his paintings have reached a very high level. In the future, Fang Yi should be considered at least a first-class painter in the domestic oil painting field, and Liu Hongshuo is the master. Fang Yi will be almost 100% sure in the future.
To become a master of the generation, this painting involves two masters of oil painting in China, and it is also a master-student relationship!"
Having said this, his eyes turned back to the painting in front of him: "If one of Fang Yi's paintings costs hundreds of thousands in the future! Then the price of this painting is no longer within the reach of hundreds of thousands. There is a story in it!"
A premium of at least 350% is reasonable! If you want a higher price, it depends on how much Fang Yi can surpass the teacher! The higher his achievements, the higher the price of this painting will be!"
"Can you see what this kid will achieve in the future? Why can't I see it?" After saying this, his eyes couldn't help but have a trace of worship and a trace of confusion.
This sentence scratched the heart of An Xiaojun. He laughed loudly a few times and then opened his mouth and said: "You know what is the most important thing when playing with art? Vision! Some people don't know how to paint but like to spend a lot of money to buy it.
It’s not that everyone won’t buy the painting! Hang it up in the office and ask for the price to everyone you meet.
: This is a painting by Mr. Zhang Daqian, how much did it cost? This is a painting by Mr. Xu Beihong, and how much did it cost! Hang a painting by Mr. Qi Baishi behind it, and the whole office looks like a famous exhibition. They are just showing off.
! Not to show off taste but to show off that you are rich! Vulgar! So vulgar!”
When he said this, there was a hint of ridicule on his face: "I usually buy works by young painters who are not well-known. What these works have in common is that they have a unique artistic style, and the paintings have their own things in them! Such works
Only with artistic vitality can it withstand the test!
My pleasure is watching the prices of the paintings of the painters I collect go up! Look at my long scroll of "Spring Mountains" by Lu Yingqi. I bought it for less than 9,000 yuan seven years ago. Now I can't get it on the market for more than 100 yuan.
I can’t buy half a million! What do you rely on? It’s just this vision!”.
After saying this, he didn't even look at his follower: "As for whether Fang Yi can achieve his future achievements, it all depends on luck. It depends on whether I dare to gamble! In fact, for me, this is not a big gamble.
For ten thousand, it’s just a small gamble at best! Just like doing business, you can do it with a 40% chance. Now I estimate it is far more than 50%, so why should I hesitate?
of?".
"The boss is wise!" the attendant immediately flattered him loudly: "Listening to what you said, it is absolutely right to win this painting."
An Xiaojun smiled and said: "You can't even flatter me, but you are still wise? You just need Shenwu! Okay, you go out, and call Manager Qi from the technical department on your way out!".
"Hey!" The follower turned and walked towards the door, thinking with a smile: I've been filming this for a long time, do you still think the last sentence is flattering?