Fang Yi and his four friends are adjusting their minds. Zou Heming has also put Fang Yi's latest work in the gallery exhibition hall for the first time, and some artistic additions have been added to this work.
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Zou Heming attaches great importance to the work. In the past, he always asked for bids based on the intention of ordering. However, this time Zou Heming plans to invite some buyers with strong interest to come to the scene to view the work. The one with the highest price will get it! It’s quite a lot.
At a small on-site auction.
Because of this arrangement, this work has been postponed until now. Of course, if you invite these people over, you can't let everyone come and look at the painting, and then send them away after reading it. It is even more impossible to hang a painting like Fang Yi's in the gallery.
The works, as well as the works of four people from Keshma, were put together into a total of six pieces and hung on the wall together.
For Zou Heming, this time is not only a banquet, but also a test to see if the works of the five Linearists under his banner can operate in a new sales method. Of course, this idea is lingering in Zou Heming's mind.
It’s not just one or two days.
"Mr. An, welcome to New York!" Zou Heming spoke fluent Chinese and came to An Xiaojun's side, and gently raised the wine glass in his hand to An Xiaojun.
This An Xiaojun is the one who bought Yi's works. He only has one of the four paintings in his hand, and the remaining three have almost become An Xiaojun's heartache. Collection of works by teachers and students of Liu Hongshuo and Fang Yi of Heshi Art
After several talks in the museum, no matter how much An Xiaojun offered the stone art group, they did not let go. Instead, they were thinking about the one in their hands. They wanted to collect them all and put them together into a group to hang in the stone art exhibition hall.
.This incident made An Xiaojun roll his eyes in anger!
An Xiaojun's main intention of coming to New York this time was not for Fang Yi's works, but because he liked a work by Anders. He thought that if the price was right, he would take it away. Of course, if Fang Yi's work
The price is right, and An Xiaojun doesn’t mind taking away the one on the wall. The two works by Fang Yi now displayed in An Xiaojun’s office, during this period
I came here to earn a lot of face for An Xiaojun. When my business partners saw it, An Xiaojun would tell me that it was Fang Yi's work. Those who knew it praised him repeatedly after seeing it. Not only was Fang Yi's work good, but it also brought
I praised An Xiaojun for his sharp eyesight. Of course, if the people who mentioned Fang Yi didn't know, An Xiaojun had a smile on his face, and he must have laughed twice in his heart: Bitch!
But I want to think about it. After chatting with the two here, An Xiaojun didn't have high hopes for Fang Yi's work. His waist is not the thickest in China, even at the venue.
The waists of several Chinese faces were several times thicker than mine, not to mention the wealthy people from old capitalist countries. I talked to a few foreign devils, two of whom were rich people and one was the manager of a foundation.
I saw a Chinese face, and he was very young, unlike most people here who were a little older. From the appearance, he was much younger than me. I looked at this man standing not far away from the snack.
He was holding a small plate in one hand, with a leisurely and contented demeanor, which showed that this person was somewhat extraordinary. He was either born into a wealthy family or had a bulging wallet.
An Xiaojun walked over with a wine glass in hand: "Hello! I see you are alone?".
"Hello! Please speak Chinese, so that everyone can communicate more smoothly." The young man smiled at An Xiaojun.
"It's convenient. When I heard Chinese here, I felt a lot more friendly." An Xiaojun smiled at the young man and then extended his hand: "I, An Xiaojun, want to do some small business in China!".
"Wang Fan! There are some small machines in the United States." The young man reported his name and shook An Xiaojun's hand gently.
Hearing what the young man named Wang Fan said, An Xiaojun guessed that this young man's family was very powerful in the country. It was not something ordinary people could do to mess around with machines, at least this young man.
Either he comes from a new political elite or he comes from an established family. Even if he is not a legitimate figure, he is still an unusual kinship sibling.
When doing business, you not only compete for strength, but also for face. An Xiaojun made this decision in his mind and decided to get acquainted with this young man. With the intention of getting acquainted, they naturally started chatting. Although in his heart
With the inference in mind, An Xiaojun did not ask in detail about the family background of this man named Wang Fanren. Such questions not only showed that he was powerful, but also seemed to have a deep friendship.
An Xiaojun was interested in getting acquainted, and Wang Fan didn't seem to dislike An Xiaojun. Soon the two of them started chatting happily, and they called each other by their first names. Of course, they are busy people in the business world.
, you can only ask these two people whether they are really happy or not.
"Wang Fan, which work is interesting to you this time?" An Xiaojun asked Wang Fan.
Wang Fan smiled: "Of course it is Fang Yi's work. I didn't pay for it myself. A friend in China happened to entrust me to buy it for something. Of course, if his bid is not enough, I will try to buy one.
Say goodbye." After saying that, he looked at An Xiaojun beside him and asked, "What about you?".
"I think I'd better focus on Anders's work," An Xiaojun said with a smile: "Anyway, all the fashionable men in China now know their names."
"That's right!" Wang Fan chuckled after hearing this: "Now these people are also quite famous in the domestic market. Not only Fang Yi's works, but also these four foreigners have mistakenly thought of their names! The domestic market has also begun to recognize these people.
It’s the work of a human being. In the words of my friend, linearism is now popular!”.
An Xiaojun listened and nodded and said: "Yes! In the past, I am afraid that some rich people in China, when it came to oil paintings, foreign countries besides Picasso and Leonardo da Vinci were involved. Now the names of the four foreigners in Keshma are also
It’s quite famous. It’s even more famous in China than Bobiel and Freud, and many people don’t know their names!”
The two wanted to chat with each other for a while about this matter. After about ten minutes, the meaty scene of today's banquet came. A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stood on the stage. Soon the crowd below became quiet.
Everyone started to focus on the stage.
"Gentlemen and ladies! Our bidding meeting will begin soon. Let me repeat the bidding rules here..." This person repeated it quickly.
The so-called bidding meeting is very simple. Everyone has a small card with a number plate in their hand. Just write your bid on the card, and then put it into the glass box in the hands of the waiter. Pick the one with the highest bid.
, which is the final transaction price.
Of course, everyone may not be willing to pay a high price, or even lower than the market price. How could Zou Heming Qian Gallery not have imagined that one or two of these people are "insiders" responsible for stabilizing prices?
.Although it may not be too low, Zou Heming still prepared a move.
The person on the stage briefly explained, then raised his hand to signal to the waiting student next to him, and handed out the small cards. Everyone only had one chance for each work, so each person had six cards in his hand.
After handing out the cards, the host stood up and signaled two people wearing white gloves to stand in front of the stage while holding a painting.
"This is the latest work completed by Mr. Xima Bianchi..." The host briefly introduced the work and then indicated to the guests below that they can write their own quotations.
Wang Fan looked at the card in his hand, thought for five minutes, and then wrote his bid on the small card, two million seven hundred thousand dollars, and then folded it along the traces on the card to cover himself.
He wrote down the numbers and waved to the waiter. When one of the waiters saw his action, he stood in front of Wang Fan holding the glass box in his hand. Wang Fan threw the card into it, which was considered completed.
After winning this bid, the outcome can only depend on God’s will.
An Xiaojun wasn't too interested in Keshima's work, so he felt a little more relaxed. He didn't write anything on the card and just put it in to express his abstention.
Watching Dai Yingsheng leave with the glass box, Wang Fan said softly to An Xiaojun: "This is not as good as selling it openly, because you will have to pay a high price that you think is reasonable."
An Xiaojun smiled after hearing this and said nothing. Instead, he turned his attention to the venue.
After five or six minutes, people in the venue submitted their quotations one after another. When everyone's quotations were collected, the host and the two underwriters began to open the glass box.
When bidding, the one with the obviously higher bid is placed at the front of the table, and is replaced with a higher bid.
"Mr. Mark from Linton Fund bid 2.75 million US dollars! This is the highest price. Congratulations to Mr. Mark for acquiring Mr. Bianchi's latest work."
As soon as the host made the announcement, there was a burst of gentle applause. The winning bidder, a white man in his forties, raised the wine glass in his hand and smiled at the people around him.
"Damn!" Wang Fan spat out softly from his mouth. His bid was fifty thousand dollars less than this one!
With the beginning of Keshima's work, you don't need to look at the smile on Zou Heming's face to know that the transaction price of this work is very satisfactory to the gallery owner. The next competition couldn't help but become more intense, with five works successively
The deal was done. When it came to Fang Yi's work, many people in the venue showed caution on their faces, and filled in the form more carefully.
An Xiaojun's wish failed, and his psychological maximum price was directly penetrated. There was a difference of half a million US dollars from Anders's transaction price, so he could only laugh to himself.
"The highest price for Mr. Yifang's work was US$3.45 million, and it was won by Mr. Fan Wang!" The host smiled and nodded at Wang Fan, and at this time Wang Fan also imitated the previous winner.
, raised the wine glass in his hand and gestured to the people in the venue.
"Congratulations," An Xiaojun clapped his palms lightly and said to Wang Fan beside him.
With a smile on his face, Wang Fan turned to An Xiaojun and said: "I directly filled in the highest bid offered by my friend!" After speaking, he glanced at Zou Heming who was standing not far away: "This foreign devil is hanging on.
A Chinese name, a thief and a thief! The standard is "profiteer".
Zou Heming looked at Wang Fan and looked at him, then smiled and nodded at the financial sponsor. Not to mention the happiness in Zou Heming's heart now, each of his works has increased by 300,000 to 500,000 yuan compared with the original transaction price.
Wait, and in the end, Fang Yi’s works directly went up to 700,000 yuan. Three of the six works were bought by Chinese rich people. Now I can’t wait to hug these Chinese rich people and kiss them twice, and scream loudly. It’s really a shame.
ah.
Not one person in the whole auction used what they arranged! The five linear artists broke the transaction record of their personal works together today. Although it was only a few hundred thousand, it was still the case that the prices of the works of several people were somewhat stable.
The increase can give former customers a little reassurance. And for Fang Yi, the five of them and himself, everyone will have a little more income, right?