"Fang Yi is so popular now." Zheng Xiaopeng smiled and then continued: "Just look at the fake paintings on the market. There are so many of them popping up at once, and each one is better than the other now. If you didn't know Fang Yi
I haven’t painted many works myself, so I will be deceived by these fake paintings. Not to mention the ones I saw today, there are also works from the silver and blue period, all of which are very well imitated! I’m afraid there are only a few people in China who can paint such works.
Not much."
An Xiaojun chuckled after hearing this: "Do you think those works from the Silver and Blue Period were all painted by Chinese people? I have heard people say that at least one imitation came from abroad. The profit from counterfeiting is too high.
Counterfeiting can bring hundreds of times the profit to the right person. Fang Yi is not the first and will not be the last person to have counterfeit goods. Now I don’t dare to buy any of Yi’s works, and I don’t even have the interest to read them.
”.
"The possibility of the authenticity is not even 1%!" Chen Shenglin said immediately: "Fang Yi can be considered a formal creation in China since he started to study stone art. This period was only four years.
How many paintings can he create at his speed? Not to mention that most of them are now hung on stone art."
An Xiaojun nodded after hearing this: "That's true! I just buy some of Mr. Liu's works now and don't follow other people's style!" After saying this, he sighed again and remembered his own solo painting: "
Shi Yi and I had talked about it before and asked them to resell me the remaining three works in that group. Now that Fang Yi's reputation is getting more and more famous, I have less and less hope. I could still afford it before, but now I can't even make an offer.
I don’t dare anymore!”.
Chen Shenglin shook his head after hearing this: "You'd better not have this plan. Even if Fang Yi's works reach 200,000, Shiyi will not sell you the remaining three works. Fang Yi is worried about this
If you donate, you just donate. However, Mr. Liu has been around for decades, and he also included several conditions when donating paintings.
, the terms are clear, these works are donated to Stone Art, but the works can only be used for exhibition, and cannot be exported or exchanged with other people's works. If this happens, then these works must be returned.
Give it to Mr. Liu or Fang Yi. If both of them are not healthy, then it should be returned to their descendants."
"I've never heard of this condition." An Xiaojun was stunned after hearing this.
When Zheng Xiaopeng heard this, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "We only heard about it when we went to Liu's home last week to pick up the works."
Seeing the curiosity on An Xiaojun's face, Zheng Xiaopeng said conspicuously: "I'm just afraid that Shi Yi will have the artwork he wants, so he will exchange it for Fang Yi's and his own works. This kind of thing is normal in the industry.
matter!".
"It turns out it's like this. No wonder I didn't give up even after a group of me drew more than 10 million pieces of stone art." An Xiaojun patted his thigh after hearing this and said with sudden realization.
The three of them chatted for a while. An Xiaojun said again: "When will Mr. Liu's next work come out? If the price is reasonable, I will get it!".
Chen Shenglin looked at An Xiaojun and said, "Let's double the price!".
"Rising so fast?" An Xiaojun opened his mouth and said.
Zheng Xiaopeng heard what An Xiaojun said and explained: "It's not just you, it's the same. If your work hadn't been ordered in September last year, would you still be able to buy it at this price? Liu Lao's work is also the same.
This is one aspect of the increase. Secondly, Mr. Liu paints less and less. Now he paints some landscape paintings from time to time. He also keeps a parrot for fun, but now he doesn’t necessarily paint it every year.
Got a picture!".
This work was created by An Xiaojun quickly, before the release of Fang Yi's work last year. After the release, foreign art media received a positive response. Can Liu Hongshuo's paintings not rise in price? To cultivate a world-class master like Fang Yi, Liu Hongshuo
It would be strange if the price of his works does not rise. Even if the market does not rise, Jinpeng Gallery does not just eat and do nothing.
"Hey! The apprentice's painting has grown to no end. The teacher's painting has also turned somersaults." That's all An Xiaojun could say.
After chatting for a while, Zheng Xiaopeng and Chen Shenglin sent An Xiaojun away, and then the two continued to discuss things in the office, about the exhibition submission in October this year. In some ways, with Fang Yi
As a link, Jinpeng Gallery and Lawrence Gallery have established a relationship, and the two companies have an overall understanding of the Shicheng Qijun in Jinpeng's hands.
Planning, to put it bluntly, is operational planning. To put it simply, it is the old way. Domestic painters speculate abroad, and then sell their works at high prices to Chinese collectors at home. This is a cliché. However, compared to Lawrence Gallery, Jinpeng Gallery still seems to have more advantages.
There are a lot of shortcomings. If two people cooperate, everyone’s income will be higher, and everyone is happy!
Both Zheng Xiaopeng and Zou Heming are both businessmen, especially Zou Heming, who has now slowly understood the Chinese art market and realized that the money here is so easy to make! Let’s talk to Zheng Xiaopeng here. Two businessmen full of the smell of copper.
They hit it off immediately, and began to prepare to make money in the domestic art market. No matter what market it is, once it is regulated, it is the end of the profiteering period, and now the domestic art market is not even regulated, let alone regulated.
None.
Fang Yi sent Li Shengsheng away. Now this man was very busy with raising money. I heard that someone had donated so much money, and it was Fang Yi who was now famous in the painting world, so he came to accept the donation.
I hope Fang Yi can help raise some funds for charity.
However, Fang Yi is not interested in going around asking for money, and he is not interested in accompanying a group of bosses and entrepreneurs to eat, drink and build relationships. In short, Fang Yi does not like to ask for help with a shy face.
"If you don't believe him, why don't you organize a foundation yourself?" Zheng Yuan said to Fang Yi when she saw Fang Yi come back. If Fang Yi believed in a person, he would never monitor the direction of funds and audit accounts.
"When it comes to this money, I don't believe in a person's character. I just want to believe in a good system!" Fang Yi sat down and said, "As for setting up the fund, we'll talk about it later! I don't have the energy to spend on this now.
"Thing". Originally, Fang Yi had this idea in his mind.
I have set up a charity fund, but after checking it, Fang Yitou immediately went around in circles. The review and monitoring were too cumbersome, and he did not donate so much money every year, so it would take a lot to set up a fund.
Fang Yi was immediately frightened by the huge process involved in raising a child.
"Then you chose it just so you can audit the accounts?" Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi and asked with a smile.
"Yeah! To be precise, that's what it is." Fang Yi nodded: "Let's do it like this for the time being!".
At this point, I couldn't help but sigh and said with a bit of semi-satisfaction: "Doing charity is an attitude in life, and now my spiritual level has reached this stage!".
Zheng Yuan smiled and said nothing. It can be said that charity is not as simple as just two words. It contains too many things, not only on the spiritual level, but also on the public image. Fang
Yi took this step unconsciously, and it was quite a foreseeable step. Americans don't hate the rich, but they definitely don't like someone who makes a lot of money and is not willing to do charity. Now Fang Yi has already
We can no longer be classified as such a person! Artist Fang Da is a caring and successful person.
After talking to Zheng Yuan, Fang Yi returned to his studio. Now these works have been completed to the point where they are almost finished. They will be completed in more than two months at most. This speed is faster than Fang Yi expected.
It was a lot faster, and the two works were painted so smoothly.
When Fang Yi walked into the studio, he did not continue his work, or continue painting his own self-portrait. Instead, he picked up the brush again and began to paint a portrait. The painting was not someone else but his wife.
With the children, Fang Yi is ready to embrace his family of three.
Fang Yi wanted to paint a painting like this very early on. He initially decided to depict his wife's pregnancy. However, he was busy studying the techniques before. After studying the techniques, he encountered the birth of the child, Poppy.
I have been putting off trying something like this until now.
There is no need for models. The looks of his wife and son are engraved in Fang Yi’s mind, just like every frown and smile. Like the previous two works, Fang Yi didn’t have a draft at all. After arranging the layout in his mind, he
Started painting on the canvas.
Fang Yi had just finished two strokes when he heard his cell phone buzzing. He walked over and saw that it was Wei Jin calling. What was Wei Jin calling at this time?
Fang Yi answered the phone with doubts. After hearing the first words Wei Jin said, Fang Yi was a little stunned, and then asked in disbelief: "What did you say?".
"Xiaohu had a car accident and died." Wei Jin repeated the news: "It was about one o'clock in the morning. Xiaohu's car was going too fast, and it had just rained here and the road was slippery. I don't know what happened.
He was racing with someone or something, and the whole car overturned at a corner of the road, hit the guardrail, and then caught fire. We were waiting to see when we heard the news. The whole car was burned black. I heard that the car was on fire.
There is also a girl, and neither of them escaped anyway...".
Fang Yi couldn't help but sigh after hearing the news. Luo Xiaohu must have done the racing thing: "Are you at the scene now?".
"He has been dragged back. We will bury him after the police have finished handling these matters," Wei Jin said.
"Hey!" Fang Yi has always liked Luo Xiaohu. He thinks that although this kid is a bit naughty, he is still pretty good-natured. But now when he heard that he was so lost, he didn't know what to say. After thinking for a while, he said: "
Well, that's it, I'll go back when the burial is held."
"Hey, that's it!" Wei Jin said and hung up the phone.
Hearing the news that Luo Xiaohu had passed away, Fang Yi couldn't draw anything else. He didn't know whether to lament the fragility of life or lament that this guy was driving fast. You said you had nothing to do, why were you driving so fast?
, it shows that you have a Lamborghini, right? As I thought about it, I felt a little angry, but then I remembered that the person was gone, so what’s the use of being angry anymore? I couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.
Fang Yi was worried about Luo Xiaohu, but he didn't expect that Luo Xiaohu would become more evil in his childhood.