After finishing talking and shooting off the cannon, Fang Yi honestly shut his mouth and started his normal life again. When the day came, he simply packed up his salute and prepared to rush to New York.
"Why do you only bring these few things, as well as a few extra changes of clothes and formal clothes? Why don't you just wear casual clothes when you are going to Christie's?" Zheng Yuan said shyly
Tummy said as he helped Fang Yi put some of the clothes he found into the box again.
Fang Yi shook his head and said without hesitation: "If I hadn't agreed to Heming's side, and this time I was going to give Zhang Xu, Li Lin a drumbeat, and by the way, I wouldn't have gone there.
What is Christen doing around here!".
Zheng Yuan continued to do the work at hand without raising her head: "Didn't I tell you to go and appreciate the paintings? Why do you look so unhappy?".
"It's about appreciating paintings, how can you take this seriously?" Fang Yi sat on the bed and looked at the clothes going into his suitcase. As a man, Fang Yi really didn't want to bring so many things with him when he went out.
But now that his wife helped him put it in, and he still had a big belly, Fang Yi couldn't complain.
"They just want to test my true level!" Fang Yi put away his smile and said with a bit of reluctance: "To be honest, I really have no interest in making myself look like a job, what else can I do?
interview!".
I invited myself to some kind of appreciation meeting. To put it bluntly, it was just an interview meeting to put it nicely. Christie’s, the world’s second largest auction house, was mentioned by Zou Heming. I don’t know if he was interested or because of face or something. He said yes.
Please give Fang Yi time to go to Christie’s in New York to appreciate a batch of everyone’s works.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to keep an eye out for his two friends Li Lin and Zhang Xu, Fang Yicai wouldn't have been interested in going to Christen's headquarters in New York to appreciate some crappy paintings. To be honest, I heard about Christen's
When he called, Fang Yi had already blocked this guy. The reason was that the fact that he was going to New York made the current Master Fang a little unhappy!
When Fang Yi received the call, he thought to himself: If this is the case now, if I work for them in the future, why don't I treat myself like a grandson? Let me go wherever I want. What is New York this time? Next time
It can be Africa. If one day my brain gets a little hot, I will ask myself to go to Antarctica. Should I go by myself or not?
"If you don't want to talk about it, just say no to He Ming honestly. You have set so many conditions!" Zheng Yuan glanced at her husband who was sitting beside the bed. Zheng Yuan had already seen what Fang Yi wanted to do.
, I really don’t have much interest in making my reputation even bigger. Fang Yi, who is not short of money now and is satisfied with his reputation, really has no interest in getting another part-time job.
"Alas!" Fang Yi sighed and said, "This is also a friend, and we have been busy for such a long time. It would be really unreasonable for me not to go even if I go there!". Fang Yi is really not good at being so direct and tough with his friends.
He opened his mouth, and this was after he had agreed to it before.
"Then just drag it!" Zheng Yuan felt that he had brought all the things he should bring. He checked the contents of the box from the inside out and found that there was nothing missing, so he closed the box: "I saw that I should bring something with you."
I’ve got everything I need!”
After hearing what Zheng Yuan said, Fang Yi looked at his watch and found that it was about the same, so he stood up from the edge of the bed and picked up his bag: "Then I'm leaving!".
"Well! You can go down by yourself, and I'll go back to sleep!" Zheng Yuan said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi bent down and kissed his wife lightly on the head. Then he carried his suitcase and walked out the door and walked downstairs.
As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw his son, Xiao Nu, wearing small pants and holding a toy in his little hand, looking at him. He walked to his son's side with a smile. Fang Yi squatted down and touched his son's head.
A handful.
"Dad, I want to play with you too!" Fang Nu looked longingly at the box being dragged in his father's hand.
Fang Yi didn't want to take this small oil bottle with him when he went out. Even if he took Fang Yi with him, he didn't think he could keep an eye on his son. If he lost it, maybe his mother would throw him out too.
He could only say with a serious face: "Dad goes to work, and you also have a job at home, which is to take care of your mother. This task is very important. You are a little man now!".
As a child, he didn't know how much he weighed after saying two kind words. When he heard that his father had given him the task of taking care of his mother, Xiao Fang was very happy and immediately gave his father an unofficial military salute.
: "Okay, sir!".
Fang Yi also returned a military salute to his son. He was about to say a few words to praise his son when he heard his mother's voice coming from the other room: "Xiao Yi, I went to grandma's place to eat Taosu!". For Fang Yi, go
In New York, no one in the family takes it seriously now. Yu Qin's thoughts are on her grandson. Now it is estimated that Fang Yi's only remaining role in my mother's heart is to give birth to her grandson.
When this sound came, little Fang Nu immediately forgot about his task of taking care of his mother, let go of his father, ran to his grandma's house.
Fang Yi looked at his son who had disappeared for a moment, smiled, went downstairs with his salute, and got into the car. Beavis watched his boss get into the car, and immediately started the car and ran towards the airport.
When we arrived in New York, the gallery staff came to pick up Fang Yi at the airport. As for why Zou Heming didn't come, it was because this guy went to China and was currently working on setting up a company in China.
After sending Fang Yi to the door of the hotel, Fang Yi asked him to go back. He checked in at the lobby and waited until he got to his room. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Fang Yi saw Zhang Xu's fat body in the corridor.
In the resting corner, of course, sitting next to him was Li Lin.
In addition to these two people, there is also a young girl who looks young. She is not too good to be called beautiful, but it is a bit too much to call her ugly. Anyway, she is middle-class in appearance.
Girl, she looks like she should be a translator. Zhang Xu’s English is just like that. He can still take care of himself when he goes abroad, so Li Lin won’t mention it.
Seeing Fang Yi get off the elevator, the three of them stood up.
"Why did you arrive just now! We haven't gone out to play all day. We have been waiting for you until now!" Zhang Xu walked next to Fang Yi. Zhang Xu and Li Lin had come a few days earlier, and Li Lin had watched New York before.
I saw them all on TV. This is the first time for a young girl to get on a sedan chair when going abroad. Naturally, she wants to have fun and so on.
"The plane is not lightning!" Fang Yi smiled and Zhang Xu and the other two followed the waiter who was doing the courtesy and walked towards the room.
After entering the room, Zhang Xu first used a tip to send away the greeter, and then sent away his translator. He asked her to go out for fun today, and come back tomorrow to take the two of them out for a walk.
When there were no outsiders in the room, Zhang Xu asked Fang Yi: "Tell me the truth. How much is a piece of Vermeer worth?"
Fang Yi hadn't opened the bag yet. After hearing Zhang Xu's words, he asked: "How did I know that it is possible to have millions or ten million! The things I painted are really depressing. If you ask me to say a hundred
I'm not interested at all. But if I go to the auction, that's fine.
It's several million dollars! But it's hard to say, just in case there are people who like it and spend a lot of money! It's really difficult to determine a very accurate price for art. It is too idealistic. People who like it just like it and don't like it.
People regard it as worthless".
After saying that, Fang Yi opened his suitcase and prepared to pack out some of his commonly used things. In Fang Yi's opinion, this work is really not worth much. If you say it is Vermeer, it is not his own style. The painting
It is the style of a lover of big butts. It is said to be by Rubens, but it is not painted by this person. You said it is entangled or not. As mentioned above, Fang Yi doesn't know how to define it.
For a person like Yi, it is completely useless.
Li Lin asked Fang Yi at this time: "Zhang Xu asked Lu Qikun and several people, and the price they gave was not lower than several million US dollars. Will it be such a high price?".
"How do I know this!" Fang Yi couldn't understand. He looked at the two of them strangely and asked, "Why are you asking so many questions? Neither the money nor the paintings belong to us. The paintings belong to the Japanese now, and the money belongs to the future.
Those who buy paintings, you two only care about collecting money and paying back so many problems!".
Li Lin saw Fang Yi reaching out to rummage through the box again. He couldn't help but hold down the lid of the box and looked at Fang Yi and said, "If it costs one or two million, Zhang Xu and I won't say anything. This is a few hundred dollars."
Ten million in U.S. dollars is really not a small amount! We really can’t just take so much money from you all at once!”
"It's not my money!" Fang Yi said looking at his two friends.
Li Lin said: "This is your money! Only with such a vision can you have such an opportunity to make this money. So, whose is it if it's not yours? I told Zhang Xu when we came here that this painting is for sale
No matter how much money you have, you must account for at least 70% of it!”.
Fang Yi felt a little relieved after hearing this, because his two friends could still think of him when facing this situation. At least they were not too greedy, which made him more satisfied. But for Fang Yi, even if
I collected the 70% myself, and most likely donated it as soon as it changed hands. There really wasn't much difference between wanting it or not.
After thinking carefully in his mind, Fang Yi said to the two of them: "Do you think this can be done? I won't take 70%, you give me 40%!".
Seeing Li Lin and Zhang Xu about to speak, Fang Yi raised his hand to signal them to listen to him: "Listen to me and finish what I have to say."
After Fang Yi finished talking about what he would do with the money, he continued: "You should donate the 40% that I deserve to the country, and don't use my name. I will learn from Lei Feng! If you still
If you can’t think about it, then bring in two more friends from China! Anyway, just don’t bother me with my brain cells! If it’s really Vermeer or Rubens you’re painting, you don’t think I’m going to tell you!”
Li Lin and Zhang Xu couldn't help but shook their heads after hearing this. They were friends and knew Fang Yi's temperament, and they had already talked about it, so it was hard to say anything else.
Zhang Xu nodded his head and said: "Let's do it this way. Which organization do you think it should be donated to? Charity?".
"Whoever you love can go!" Fang Yi said, shaking his head.
"How about we set up a fund to support young artists?" Zhang Xu added. Seeing that Fang Yi didn't mind, he explained the matter in general.
After listening to Zhang Xu's words, Fang Yi said with a smile: "This thing cannot be thought of in one day! You have been thinking about it for a long time, right?".
"I've been thinking about it for a year or two. I've made some money, and I've asked a lot of people! If we hold a competition with bonuses, we can stop going the charity route..." Zhang Xu started.
Go down.
"Then let's do it! If the income comes in this year, I will also raise one or two million for this Grand Prix!" Fang Yi agreed to Zhang Xu's proposal after hearing this.
Li Lin said: "Then this Grand Prix will bear your name! Fang Yi Sketching Competition? Fang Yi Quick Drawing Competition?".
When Fang Yi heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Stop this idea quickly. I only ask you one thing. This thing has nothing to do with me. I'm asking for trouble! I'm asking for trouble with you.
I said that this thing must not have anything to do with me, and I have no problem with calling it the Zhang Xu Li Lin Competition!".
It seems to Fang Yi that this is a hot potato. If he has nothing to do with his own name, why are he trying to steal the limelight! (To be continued...)