After waiting for a while, the phone was connected, and a sleepy voice called "Hello!" came from the phone? Wald couldn't help but be stunned and looked at the clock on the table. It was only about eleven o'clock when he fell asleep? And
It’s still early in the morning!
"Hello! Lawrence?" Walder asked uncertainly, listening to the thick nasal voice.
"I am, who are you?".
Zou Heming is still running his own new business in China. It is night time in China now, and Zou Heming has just gone to bed. There is nothing he can do except eat and drink when meeting people these days.
Li Yuncong said that these people should deal with it better. This is not the United States, and businessmen can shame officials.
Asking Zou Heming to attend the event together and having everyone accompany him, after a few sessions like this, he was very tormented. He finally had time to rest tonight. No, he didn't even do some unhealthy entertainment activities and just slept with a blanket.
Yes. In the past few days after arriving in China, Zou Heming has become a good boy and no longer has the wild spirit he had in his capitalist motherland.
However, Xiangtian, who was sleeping here, was suddenly awakened by a series of phone calls, which made Zou Heming a little unhappy, and his tone of voice was naturally a little stiff.
"I'm Walder, the manager of Sotheby's New York Department!" Walder said his name and was ready to discuss the matter.
Even before Wald became the manager of Sotheby's New York Department, he knew and had some dealings with Zou Heming. They were all in the same circle, and New York was a big place, but a small one.
"Who!?" Zou Heming didn't hear clearly for a while. His mind was confused and he didn't react much for a while.
"I'm Walder Klaue, manager of the New York Department of Softby!" Walder had to repeat himself, this time adding his last name.
Now Zou Heming understood, and his spirit suddenly returned to normal. He turned over and sat up from the bed, stretched his feet on the carpet, turned on the light while stretching, touched the cigar on the bedside, and chatted happily on the phone.
Asked: "I'm sorry. I was sleeping just now. I'm in China now, and the jet lag is a bit wrong!".
Sofoby called himself. And it was already decided that they would be the auction house for Fang Yi's works. At this time, he couldn't call himself and tell himself to cancel the auction of Fang Yi's works. If so, Zou Heming said
It doesn't matter, if this is the result, if word spreads, both Christen and Phipps will turn green with anticipation! They will call themselves as soon as possible.
Apart from this matter, there are other things that you need to help yourself with. If you have anything to do, just go to the Sanbao store.
Moreover, Sotheby's New York manager is not just a New York manager, he is the owner of one-third of Sotheby's auction houses around the world. Of course, he is much busier than Zou Heming.
"How about you take a rest first and I'll call you in a few hours?" Walder was also polite to Zou Heming, saying that he didn't intend to put down the phone receiver after a few hours.
"It's okay! As long as there is business and money can be made, for us businessmen, what's the big deal whether we sleep or not?" Zou Heming said cheerfully into the phone. After speaking, he took a deep breath from the cigar and spit it out.
He took a puff of thick smoke. Whether it was the pure fragrance of the cigar or the power of money, Zou Heming's spirit was immediately lifted.
Wald stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "The board of directors and I are very interested in the matter you proposed last time. We feel that we can sit down and discuss the details as soon as possible..."
Before Walder could finish speaking, Zou Heming interrupted Walder. He seemed to understand what he was saying, but Zou Heming still asked knowingly: "What are you talking about? I'm not awake yet, you speak slowly.
A little bit of understanding!".
Make sure that this matter is not nonsense to the current Zou Heming. The answer and tone given by Wald are very important for Zou Heming to make a correct judgment.
Wald had no choice but to speak very clearly: "I'm talking about Mr. Fang's appointment as the appreciation consultant of our headquarters!".
"Oh, so that's what happened!" Zou Heming said.
When he heard what the other end of the phone said, the corners of Zou Heming's mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"Yes, that's the matter. I don't know when you will return to New York. Let's discuss the details face to face!" Wald said.
Now Wald really wants to finalize this matter, but it is not what a businessman should do to be so direct and not pay back any price, and to agree to other people's conditions outright.
Not to mention that the conditions here for Zou Heming seem to be a bit too harsh. Listen to it: you don’t have to work, and the painting appraisal can only be sent to your home by the auction house, and you may not be given a big reason. It’s not for non-classical oil paintings.
Look, with such conditions, you actually want an annual salary of one million yuan a year, and that’s after tax! If you agree to this right away, wouldn’t you look like a fool?
Now we need to talk about the conditions, but signing Fang Yi is still the first priority for Walder. Whether it is one year or two years, it is not suitable. Just wait for the limelight to pass and resign. The most important thing now is Sofoby.
Reputation, rather than spending one or two million dollars in one or two years. The establishment of reputation requires not only money, but also time, not months or years, but decades, decades or even hundreds of years.
unit of time.
"That's a bit sorry!" Zou Heming is not a fool either. He has been in the business circle for so many years. Wald called him personally and heard that he was currently jet lag, so he didn't want to let it go.
Some people said that some information in these small details is enough for Zou Heming, a profiteer, to ponder it.
"Then when will you return to New York?" Walder had to ask. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: People have to bow their heads under the low eaves.
Zou Heming thought for a moment deliberately: "This is not certain yet. It may be a week, but it may also be two weeks. Things in China do not happen step by step according to time. There are various relationships involved!"
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He opened his mouth and lied. Now all over China are introducing investment, especially officials from some big cities, and it is clean and pollution-free. And it is all invested in cash, and behind it is an empty cannon of more than 100 million yuan!
Naturally, it has been welcomed to a considerable extent. The so-called material civilization and spiritual civilization should be grasped together.
In this way, all parties have the green light, and Zou Heming's matter has been settled for a long time. In the past few days, he started drinking with different mayors, and then reached the level of the district mayor, and finally reached this level.
The first floor was so drunk. Otherwise Zou Heming would not have gone to bed so early.
I couldn't find anything clear when I asked, but Wald is not Wright. It should be said that he has richer working experience than Wright. He only worked in Sofoby Branch in China for two years, and he has a lot of knowledge about the Chinese way of doing things.
Still very understanding.
Although I understand, I can't let Zou Heming's time come. After a week or two? Sofubi's face will almost be lost!
The two chatted a few more words on the phone, but nothing came of it. Then they exchanged polite words with different intentions and hung up the phone.
After putting down the phone, Zou Heming raised his long hairy legs to the edge of the bed, smoking his cigar and thinking: What happened? Although Wald tried his best to pretend to be calm, but he called himself
The very fact of using the phone and talking to myself is quite suspicious.
After taking a few puffs of his cigar, Zou Heming directly dialed the number of his company's secretary and asked if anything special happened in New York yesterday.
After asking, the secretary didn't know what special thing had happened, which made Zou Heming a little confused. Let alone sleep now, any sleepiness flew out of the sky. He just sat on the bed and did it.
Just started thinking about this!
It's no wonder that Zou Heming and Fang Yi didn't say much about this matter. Naturally, Zou Heming didn't know about Zhang Xu and Li Lin picking up the money. But Zou Heming soon started to implement the elimination method, and the first person he asked was
Fang Yi, the first person who comes to mind as the one who has the most troubles on his hands is Fang Yi, the rightful owner.
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Zou Heming was stunned for a moment and said, "Why didn't you talk to me for a while beforehand?".
Fang Yi replied nonchalantly: "They don't have much money, so what can I tell you? You're not short of money, so there's no point in letting it go to you, right?" Zou Heming would be short of money now.
It's a strange thing, fat and flowing oil is now talking about people like him.
To put it more clearly, if Fang Yi only relied on his income from selling paintings, he really wouldn't be able to compete with Zou Heming, the gallery owner.
"This matter itself is meaningful to me!" Zou Heming said with a wry smile.
Fang Yi handed the painting to Li Lin and Zhang Xu, and Zou Heming had no objection at all, because it was Fang Yi's own ability, and he would give his own things to whomever he liked. On this point, he was deeply educated in the American style: I have money
What I have is not necessarily left to my biological son. It is quite easy to understand this matter.
I don't think that Fang Yi is closer to Zhang Xu and Li Lin, and they treat me less well than these two people. In fact, Fang Yi is already so famous now, and Zou Heming is very satisfied without even mentioning changing galleries.
"Okay, you know now!" Fang Yi had no choice but to say this. According to Fang Yi's way of thinking, this is a very simple matter. As for selling paintings and talking about slapping Sophomore in the face, that's just a matter of course. What will happen?
The chain reaction of Fang Yi is not something that Fang Yi can figure out or wants to figure out too much. In other words, as Fang Nan said, if Fang Yi has such a temperament and goes into business, he will lose all his pants!
"Next time something like this happens, tell me first! I have a response here!" Zou Heming gave Fang Yi one final instruction before hanging up the phone.
Throwing the phone on the bed, Zou Heming took a sip of his cigar. After thinking about it twice, an idea came to his mind. Otherwise, those who do well in business are the ones who are thieves.
He reached out and took out the phone again and pressed a number. After listening to it twice, he waited for the call to come through and then said to the other end: "Chris! I have some news for you...!".
"What news!" A young female voice came from the other end of the phone. When Zou Heming said that there was news for him, he immediately felt happy, and then asked reflexively. However, after asking, he complained: "Last time
Why didn’t you tell me the news earlier? Why couldn’t you tell me about the appointment for an exclusive interview?”
From the woman's words, we know that the relationship between Zou Heming and this woman is a bit unclear. As for after a cocktail party, it is common to find a corner for everyone to indulge. Elites and so on will not care about this.
thing!
"If you don't want me, then I'll find someone else?" Zou Heming didn't mean to accompany Xin at all, and just said it in a very emotionless way.
"Say!" The woman stopped insisting.
Zou Heming told the matter once into the microphone, and then said: "How is it? Is this news weighty enough?".
"Are you sure?" The woman's voice was filled with joy. When she received Zou Heming's affirmative answer, the woman became even happier: "Don't worry! It will definitely be on the front page of our newspaper tomorrow!"
When it comes to the news that everyone is concerned about now, Fang Yi is definitely one of them. He turned a forgery costing more than 10,000 yuan into an authentic work. At a glance, a work became the handiwork of Michelangelo and sold for 300 million yuan.
Dollars! Now this painting was originally judged to be a fake, but it immediately turned around when it came into my hands. The whole process was like a Hollywood blockbuster, with an intense rhythm one after the other, which can be said to be flawless for the audience.
catch!
Now Kris wants to give Fang Yi a nickname!
"Don't say that I revealed it to you. You can say that you got the exact information from Sofoby insiders. If you want follow-up interviews, you can visit..." Zou Heming told the female reporter a list of people's names. (
To be continued...)
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