Although Wang Qiluo didn't talk much, he was still smart enough. When Fang Yi's sketch fetched nearly 3 million, a friend persuaded Wang Qiluo to sell the painting at this price and start a school in Beijing.
Buy a three-bedroom house of 100 square meters nearby. In this way, life will be less stressful. If you have other things in the house, do you still have to worry?
However, Wang Qiluo put this idea to death in his mind after careful consideration. Wang Qiluo, who is now facing graduation, plans to buy a small house of fifty or sixty square meters in a more remote place to live in. Of course, for fresh graduates, it is
Wang Qiluo couldn't afford the down payment to buy a small apartment. Fortunately, his family still had some money. Wang Qiluo decided to keep his works and grow old first.
The reason why I made this decision was because of a recent auction of a work by a deceased master that sold for 30 million yuan. Such a price gave Wang Qiluo great confidence. Although the artist passed away,
Fang Yicai is only in his twenties, but in terms of influence on the world's mainstream European and American painting circles, this man is not the same as Fang Yi now. His paintings can sell for 30 million yuan, and they are also early works. So why?
Can’t Fang Yi’s works fetch such a price?
The second aspect is that as a former rival and friend, Wang Qiluo understands Fang Yi's character very well. There is a saying that the person who knows you best is your opponent! Although Wang Qiluo and Fang Yi are friends,
In high school, there was still a relationship between the two
There is an obvious relationship between competition. Even if this kind of competition can be classified as a battle between gentlemen, it is still competition! Wang Qiluo knows Fang Yi and thinks that his classmate will not produce tens of thousands of works like Picasso, but he can be like ordinary people.
The masters left behind 2,000 or 3,000 works to reach the top.
Two or three thousand pieces may seem like a lot, but the works of an artist from a school like Fang Yi's are probably not even enough to fill the museum. Let alone the influence of Impressionism, they can occupy a place among the colorful and confusing painting schools now.
Fang Yi's works are enough to enter the museum, because the five people's works have become an indispensable part of the art schools of this era.
With the above two points in mind, when someone brought up the subject of exchanging paintings for a house, Wang Qiluo immediately shook his head and uttered two words: No exchange! When his friends tried to persuade him again, why did he mention that housing prices in the capital are now so fast?
If I go up, Wang Qiluo will use Fang Yi's works to surpass the capital's housing prices.
Wang Qiluo guessed right. Fang Yi is now ready to reduce the number of his works. As for the tens of thousands of works in his life, it is a question whether Fang Yi can have two or three thousand works according to his temperament. He will become famous in the world of painting.
The wish came true. The little paranoia in Fang Yi's heart began to emerge again. Even if the painting he was not satisfied with was completed, the fate he faced would probably be scraped clean by the painting knife in Fang Yi's hand.
Now Wang Qiluo was flipping through the linearist works sent by Fang Yi and looking at them carefully. While reading, he was thinking. Because the album was great, the details of all the works were fully presented in front of Wang Qiluo. After reading for more than an hour.
Wang Qiluo couldn't help but sigh, and said to himself: "It's really amazing!" After reading the works of the five people, Wang Qiluo felt that he could not compare with anyone, and he could only look up at the height of the five.
"I have to work harder!" Wang Qiluo secretly strengthened his determination. Of course, Wang Qiluo will not completely imitate the styles of Fang Yi and others, because Wang Qiluo believes that it will not be long before some people in the painting circle are good at 'copying'
People with other people's styles will make people like Fang Yi's style popular. The current domestic characteristics are copycats!
Not to mention that Wang Qiluo was stimulated and determined to work hard. He also decided to be a small house slave to pay off the mortgage for 20 or 30 years. There is nothing to say about Fang Yi's small life. Los Angeles is already the last one.
Station, and Fang Yi’s works have been completely sold. There is no problem in selling the work that has not yet been painted. The Metropolitan Museum has expressed its intention! As long as Fang Yi doesn’t screw up, it’s ironclad.
The iron one is collected by the Metropolitan Museum, one of the most famous museums in the world.
The cash cow treatment is very pleasant. Not only do you stay in a five-star hotel, but you also have a driver specially hired by Lawrence Gallery to be waiting for you when you are in Los Angeles. It only takes less than five minutes to make a phone call, and there will be this uniformed guy almost downstairs with him.
The driver with white gloves opened the car door beside him, said hello Mr. Fang, and then waited for Fang Yi to get in the car and sit firmly. The driver closed the door again, and then he got in and started the car.
Just like Fang Yi now, sitting in the back seat of Haohua Cadillac, feeling the smoothness and comfort of the car, and secretly admiring in his heart: Look at how this car is driven. If you don't pay attention, you can even feel the vibration when the car is driving.
I don't even realize that my driving skills are much better than my own. When I think this, I don't think much about it. This is how drivers make a living. If they couldn't match Fang Yi's skills, they would have long been reduced to driving a taxi.
Went on a deadly ride.
Now Fang Yi is going to see how his house is being built. It has been two or three months since the construction started. He is called Party A in domestic parlance, and he has not yet visited the site to see his house. It is a good time to take advantage of this opportunity.
I'll come over and check it out when I get to Los Angeles.
When the car entered the dirt road of the pasture, the driver slowed down, and Fang Yi felt the bumps. But he was not in the mood to worry about the driver's driving skills. Fang Yi, who was sitting in the back seat, was looking sideways.
They are on their own territory. Green grass has appeared.
The greenery is green, and from time to time, the dead branches of a deciduous forest tree that have been sitting on it all winter are already sprouting buds. Everywhere you look is really full of infinite vitality. Maybe it’s because this place is completely
It was his own place. Fang Yi felt even more excited when he looked at everything in front of him.
"Sir! This place is really beautiful." The white driver driving in front looked at Fang Yi in the rearview mirror and boasted in a good mood.
"Yeah, I can't wait to live here now." Fang Yi casually said what was in his heart.
When he arrived at his big nest with a budget of over 10 million, Fang Yi originally thought that at least the Americans had laid the foundation for him. Who knew that when he arrived at the scene, he saw that these people had only laid more than half of the foundation, and the already laid areas were exposed to the ground.
They are just huge concrete components, and the areas that have not been repaired are large pits several meters deep.
While watching, Fang Yi murmured in his heart: The unhelpful Americans are really lazy. If it were replaced by a domestic construction company, maybe half of the house would be built now! These lazy Americans are not good at all.
I don’t know what Chenshi speed is, it’s really a waste of my money!
"Fang, it's true that the speed is a bit slow now, but once these things are ready, the speed below will be much faster. Many of the remaining ones are steel components, and the production plant has almost prepared them." Accompanying Fang
Wyatt Frantem, who was next to Yi, understood the look on Fang Yi's face and quickly explained.
"Well! Work harder." Fang Yi can't be like Party A in China and tell the construction company to work overtime or something, because if you say it in the United States, not many people will pay attention to you, here.
There are too many confusing laws to protect workers' rights. It is estimated that when it is time to get off work, these workers, who now look a little lazy, will put their hands in their pockets, whistle and go home happily to eat.
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The site was just a cement platform and there were some big holes. What was there to see? Fang Yi pretended to touch it here and there, stretching his head to take a look at the big scene, even if he had seen the entire construction site.
The whole process took less than half an hour, and there was really not much to see.
"This must be the location of the studio." Fang Yi felt that since he was here, and as Party A, he always wanted to say something to show his presence, so he had to find a topic.
Wyatt nodded and said: "Yes, the studio is at your feet, and the swimming pool is ten meters away. It has not been dug out yet."
Knowing that there is a studio at the foot, Fang Yi also roughly knows the location of other things. The entire built image is built in Fang Yi's little artist's head. I feel that Wyatt's design is really good.
, of course, the money you take out of your own pocket is also pretty good.
I didn’t even look at it. After going into the forest to see the scenery, I had time to do it. After chatting with Wyatt for a few words, Fang Yi didn’t know what to say. He said goodbye to Wyatt and then had sex with him.
luxury Caddy.
"Chinese people are really rich. They won't just buy a luxury house and find someone to look after it. If someone looks after me, I will be very happy to live in a house like this. It is so comfortable and has money." Looking at Fang Yi's big smile
Caddy drove onto the road, and a white worker looked at his co-worker and said.
"Do you have housekeeping skills? You can't just look for a house to look at," the worker asked.
This sentence happened to be heard by their foreman: "He is an artist, and one piece of work costs millions of dollars. For others, building a house like this may only be two years of income. Two years of income can be exchanged for a house."
Is it a big deal? Just do your job well."
"Artist?" After hearing what the foreman said, the two of them asked. As soon as they heard that he was an artist, the two of them felt that Fang Yi was a bit interested. Seeing that the foreman nodded, the two of them continued to work on their hands.
The American people still respect artists quite a bit. They are probably a bit like what China used to call cultural people. Of course, this was before the founding of the People’s Republic of China. There are no cultural people now, pretending to be literary people to make money.
There are a lot of fake literati out there.
Fang Yi naturally couldn't hear the workers' conversation. He originally expected to stay here for two hours, but he didn't know that he didn't even stay for an hour. Fang Yi didn't have anything to do back to the hotel, so he just asked the driver to take him there.
Pavilion. Here the works of several people are on display at the Museum of Contemporary Art.
After arriving at the exhibition hall, I felt that there were a lot of people. There was a small queue of about twenty people at the door. Naturally, Fang Yi didn't have to queue. He showed his ID to the administrator and walked in.
Of course, when I walked in, I chatted with my friends first, but before I could find my friends, I was attracted by a white couple. It’s not that this couple is beautiful, but these two are carrying two
The child, and the child looked Asian, looked like he was adopted.