When he arrived in the study, Zou Heming pulled up a stool and sat down, while Fang Yi hung the painting "Feng Rao" on the nails he had prepared on the wall of his study.
After taking two steps back, Fang Yi observed carefully and felt that the upper left corner of the painting was a bit too high, so he returned to the painting and made some fine adjustments.
"Okay! Tell me, how do you know that this piece of work is authentic, and the thing in the hands of the Japanese is fake!" Zou Heming couldn't stand Fang Yi's grinding, and looked at Fang Yi holding his chin and lifting his hand.
Painted two meters away, he couldn't help but ask with an intoxicated look on his face.
Fang Yi didn't even turn his head. He focused on looking at the newly picked owl, and opened his mouth to explain: "I knew that the ones in the Japanese Museum were copies. As for whether this one was an authentic one, I was still wondering at the beginning.
I don’t dare to judge, but when I went to Sotheby’s website and saw the large picture of this work, I was 80% sure!”
As for how he knew the work was authentic, Fang Yi had long been prepared to prevent others from asking, and directly told Zou Heming the reasons he had thought of in his mind.
Zou Heming did not ask detailed questions after hearing this. Instead, he asked Fang Yi: "Then what are you going to do next? Just put this work in your study?".
"Where else can I put it if not here?" Fang Yi was a little confused about what Zou Heming meant: "Should I hire a bank safe to put the works there?" Logically speaking, this is the safest way.
Yes, but in Fang Yi's opinion, it's safe, but it's inconvenient.
Zou Heming looked at Fang Yi and asked, "Don't you want to use this to cause trouble?" After speaking, he smiled at Fang Yi and raised his eyebrows: "No matter what, I have to tell the world that the Japanese are fakes!
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"Hey! This issue can be considered. But Sophoby is going to be shot again this time!" Fang Yi said with a smile and looked at Zou Heming.
Zou Heming thought for a moment and then said to Fang Yi: "Let's do this, you put this painting on display in the exhibition hall. The exhibition hall will claim that you have authenticated this work. You can't do anything next.
Now that you have spoken, let me ask you if you have any ideas about working as an appraiser in an auction house?"
"Not interested!" Fang Yi quickly shook his head and said, "If you have nothing to do, find yourself a class? Do you think I am living beyond my means now?".
"I'm not asking you to go to work. I'm asking you to be an appraisal consultant for an auction house. You can get paid but don't have to spend too much time!" Zou Heming said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi thought for a moment and said, "I'm still not interested! It's probably just hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, so it's really not that interesting!".
"You can see a lot of famous paintings for auction, and they are face to face, and you can look at them with a magnifying glass," Zou Heming said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi glanced at Zou Heming, looked at it carefully, and then looked at Lao Zou's face and said: "There is something wrong with you. Why do you think of asking me to accept the invitation of a certain shooting company to be a consultant?".
Zou Heming smiled at Fang Yi and said: "I suddenly had another idea in my mind, a way to take your fame to the next level!".
"Am I not famous enough now?" Fang Yi looked at Zou Heming with a little dissatisfaction and said. Now he can no longer wander around the painter's village like before. Now that I am more famous, it is not even in front of my house.
Can't you get out? How can you live like this?
Zou Heming looked at Fang Yi and said: "Anyway, you spend most of your time in the studio. If you don't show your face in the painter's village, it doesn't matter to you if you can't get out. Besides, you are not a Hollywood star.
, there will be street photos as soon as you go out, don’t forget to wear the hat of an artist on your head. I just want you to appear in some high-quality public media. As for media that is too popular, I don’t care!”
After hearing what Zou Heming said, Fang Yi put the above words together and thought about it for a while before asking: "What you mean by reaching a higher level is through my appraisal level?".
"Well! Your reputation in this area needs to be developed. I have been thinking about this issue from time to time in the past, but I have never had any breakthrough. Now I just use this matter to push things along." Zou Heming looked at the expression on Fang Yi's face.
There was such a big resistance just now, so Fang Yi explained it in detail.
After hearing this, Fang Yi asked curiously: "Don't give a reason?". After hearing Zou Heming's explanation, Fang Yi felt that it was feasible and there was no need to waste too much of his time.
"Why do you, a consultant, give so many reasons?" Zou Heming said to Fang Yi: "If you are in a good mood and find a fake work, just point out one or two pieces that can be seen. If you are in a bad mood, just say it is true or false.
!".
The effect that Zou Heming wanted for this matter was to be unique and a bit artistic. If it looked like Fang Yi when he was painting, who would be interested in this matter?
"Then you go try it!" Fang Yi, the consultant, now thinks that Zou Heming can't do it, because there is no one in the appraisal industry that pays to hire you. You only tell the truth and not tell what is true and what is false!
All you need to do is say two words: true or false? This money is so easy to get!
Upon hearing this, Zou Heming said happily: "That's okay! But let's put this work in the exhibition hall first!"
"No problem, if you need it, I can send it to the exhibition hall the day after tomorrow! Then it will be open to the public," Fang Yi said with a smile to Zou Heming. The public mentioned here are mainly young artists in the painter's village.
, and in the future, I believe that within a week, Japanese people will come to the exhibition hall to compare this work with the works in their own museums.
"Well! Then I will ask the manager of the exhibition hall to come over to you the day after tomorrow!" Zou Heming nodded and said.
The so-called handover is not as simple as just making a note and taking away Fang Yi's painting. It also involves a lot of things. This is not just tens or hundreds of dollars. This work involves tens of millions of dollars.
For such a small thing, most people in the world will not be able to earn this money after a lifetime of hard work!
Not only handover, but also transportation, insurance insurance, and a series of other procedures need to be completed.
Fang Yi continued to raise his head. He looked at the work in front of him, looking at some of the slightly damaged parts, and thinking about how to repair it after the exhibition in the exhibition hall. Now Fang Yi couldn't repair it even if he wanted to.
That ability. Most of the paint and oil on it are not in Fang Yi's hands, so what can he use to repair them!
Seeing how carefully Fang Yi looked at it, Zou Heming stood up from his chair, took out a magnifying glass from Fang Yi's desk, and then looked at the work.
After staying overnight at Fang Yi's house, Zou Heming took a plane back to New York the next morning.
Waiting for the handover of this work was not so smooth, and there were some problems with the insurance company. Because the insurance company did not dare to judge that the works sent to the exhibition hall by Fang Yi were authentic, and the works in the Japanese museum were fakes.
After all, that painting has been in the museum for a long time. You said this one is authentic when it first appeared?
Fang Yi was dismissive of the insurance company's argument: in the end, he simply gave up the insurance, and instead lent the work he had to the exhibition hall for exhibition in the name of private lending. He just signed a contract with the guarantee company.
A contract.
The news spread immediately. When the exhibition hall opened the next day, a circle of people gathered in front of the painting, and the number of people in front of the painting did not decrease throughout the day.
The media in Los Angeles discovered the news like a hound that day. The next day, a headline similar to "Sophby made the same mistake again in a few years?" appeared in California newspapers.
, and then spread to the United States and Europe within one day.
Such a headline made the world's leading photographer, Softby, very nervous for a while, and Softby's response was also quick. Newspapers in California raised questions. In less than an hour, Softby was on his own
On his website, he denied that he had made a mistake and claimed that his conclusions were scientific and well-founded. He also announced that in the afternoon, Sofoby would hold an on-site press conference in New York.
After hearing this statement, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile. The so-called scientific evidence is based on the sequence of discovery. That is to say, the imitation appeared before the original work, and the level of imitation is quite high. In this way, the imitation is regarded as
The original work has become the benchmark, but the original work does not have such a benchmark, so it is naturally regarded as a fake.
In fact, the method of identification is also very simple. Put the two works together and let Rubens appraisal experts look at them. Even if the top appraisal companies cannot give any reasons, they can tell which one they are based on their own feelings.
A picture closer to the person Rubens!
Fang Yi had no interest in listening to Softby's press conference. It was not because of anything else, but because of the news that had come from Paris. Popile's quick work had been completed and was now waiting for it to dry.
It was put on a plane and sent to Los Angeles.
After hearing this news, Fang Yi had no time to pay attention to Softby's affairs. No matter what they said, he had genuine products. Now Fang Yi put aside all thoughts and restlessly waited at his home for the delivery of Bobiel's works.
, so that you can open yourself up a lot.
"Be careful! Be careful!" Fang Yi said repeatedly to the gallery staff who were responsible for transporting the paintings from the airport to his studio, for fear of injuring Popile's so-called quick masterpiece.
Watching the four people put the works on the wall, as for why they were not placed on the easel, it would be better to place the three-meter by four-meter work against the wall.
As soon as he put it away, Fang Yi nodded to the four staff members to express his gratitude. The four of them also knew that Fang Yi was a big owner of the gallery, so they nodded and filed out of Fang Yi's studio.
I heard that Popile had a work coming over. How could it be that Fang Yi was the only one? Keshima, Rude and Artur arrived at home early to wait!
"Hurry up and cut off the tape on it!" Rude shouted to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi turned his head and looked for it on the table: "Where are the scissors!".
"Use a knife!" Keshma said, taking out a Swiss Army knife smaller than his thumb from his pocket, and then started cutting.
Fang Yi also found his own pair of scissors at this time. It took the four of them less than a minute to remove the few tied threads outside. Once the outer cover was lifted, the canvas was exposed.
As soon as he saw the canvas, Fang Yi was dumbfounded and stared blankly with his mouth wide open. Not only Fang Yirude and Keshma had such expressions, but all four of them were stunned at once! (