The two days that Wald asked for did not come true. When Wald got up in the morning, he saw the news in the newspaper while eating breakfast.
The name is very attractive: Yifang! The magician who walks between the real and the fake! The subtitle below is: The Japanese oil painting "Plenty" that was just signed as a fake was judged by Fang Yi to be his.
The real author Mayville!
More than half of the entire first page of the newspaper was filled with this news, and everything was covered from beginning to end. Even Wald felt that Fang Yi was a bit legendary.
Judging from the development of the entire incident, this is indeed the case. Even if others want to argue, there is no way to argue.
First, he picked up the painting from Sotheby's, and then hung the painting in the October exhibition hall in Los Angeles, confidently claiming that the painting in his hands was the original. In the end, even the Japanese themselves claimed that the painting in their museum was a fake! Now Japan
The person sold the forgery in his hand, but the work was returned to the hands of two Chinese people. At this time, Fang Yi concluded that the imitator of this work was actually another person who also paid such a high price that Heifer took it.
Merville on a grand scale!
Judging from the whole story, it is not an exaggeration at all for the reporter of the article to say that Fang Yi is a magician. The whole story is like riding a roller coaster, from high to low, with waves rising again and again!
And every time Fang Yi's name appears at a critical point. It feels like this person is sure what is true and what is false, and makes no mistakes.
Just by reading this story, even practitioners like Wald felt that Fang Yi's identification skills were simply miraculous.
However, as Softby's manager, Wald couldn't read this article with a peaceful mood. Because almost every time there is a turning point, Softby's character is either a victim or a miserable victim.
Otherwise, he looks like the idiot passerby he was when he was finally confirmed to be Mayville.
In short, in this touching story, Sophoby is not a clown, and he definitely behaves like an idiot! If this image is really true, then Walder should get out like Wright!
The butt determines the head, whether at home or abroad, to a certain extent this is the truth.
Wald is now the manager of Softby's. His first priority is not to keep his position, but also his responsibilities. How can he maintain or restore Softby's reputation.
As a smart man, Wald knew that if he wanted to keep his position, he would lose both his position and his reputation in the end. As long as he could keep Softby's reputation, even if he changed his company and started over, that would be the case.
The experience of self-sacrifice is also a strong note when written on a resume.
After such an incident, how could Wald still eat? He looked at the newspaper and held his chin, and began to think about what to do. Because there are really not many choices in front of Wald. What can he take out in his hand and that one?
Cunning people have almost no bargaining chips.
As for what the article said was news from Sofoby insiders, Wald didn't want to think about it, because there were so many people who knew the news. Counting what he knew, it was already a long list, not to mention there were others.
Don't know.
Moreover, Wald suspected that the person who wanted to leak the news most, apart from Christen and Phipps, was Zou Heming!
Why? Because doing so has the most direct interest for them! They can maximize their own interests from Sofoby!
In fact, Wald's guess was not wrong at all. Zou Heming informed his little gun buddy. But today's news was not issued by one company. Two or three newspapers also published this matter, although it was not as exaggerated as this one.
, but the intention to target Sophoby is even more obvious.
The source of the news from these two or three companies. Walder knew at a glance that it was Christen and Phipps! We are all old rivals, and it would be trivial to lay some rumors about each other. Not only these two companies do this, but Soft
I also have secret sources of information in these two photo studios. Everyone is the eldest brother and not the second brother!
Fang Yi also saw this newspaper, and was currently sitting at the table with Zhang Xu and Li Lin, eating noodles. Li Lin took over the job of cooking noodles in the morning, saying that he wanted his friends to have a good taste of themselves.
The craftsmanship. And Li Lin has been busy working on this noodle sauce since last night.
"Damn, this is a hassle!" Fang Yi slurped the noodles while looking at the new nickname given to him in the newspaper.
Zhang Xu ate the noodles as if pouring them into his mouth, and then a bowl of noodles slid down his throat into his stomach, and he drank two bowls in a short time.
"Li Lin! Give me another bowl!" Zhang Xu wiped his mouth, then held the bowl towards the big pot in front of Li Lin, waiting for Li Lin to fill it with noodles.
Seeing Li Lin take the bowl, Zhang Xu asked Fang Yi: "What are you doing?".
"Isn't it about you buying paintings? Now you are famous!" Fang Yi stretched out his hand and clicked on the newspaper and said: "Although your names are written wrong, I am sure that you have made tens of millions in the United States.
The Chinese are rich with US dollars!”.
In order to attract readers, the article directly hired an appraiser to estimate Mei Weier's works at around 20 million US dollars. If divided into two, Zhang Xu and Li Lin would naturally earn 10 million US dollars each.
.If the filming of this thing hadn’t started yet, the U.S. Internal Revenue Service would have already targeted the two Chinese moneymakers.
This is strange even now. In China, many young girls like to find foreigners and then marry foreigners. They just think that foreigners are rich. And in Europe and now North America, which are the most developed countries, people here think that from mainland China
Those who come are all rich. It's like hiring a model to sell something in China, but here in North America, when selling a house, a "Chinese" will be hired from time to time to show up and show that his house is easy to sell.
In short, this mess is like a siege!
"Zhang Xu is considered a tycoon in China. If I were a tycoon, I would open my mouth and turn it into a howl word!" Li Lin scooped the noodles with a large spoonful of sauce, covered it with sauce, and handed it to Zhang Xu.
Zhang Xu didn't answer the question and took the bowl and started to complain to Fang Yi: "Your bowl is a little too small. You said you need to eat several bowls a day to be half full!".
Fang Yi smiled and said, "My staple food is not rice. Didn't you see that our bowls are small but our plates are big?".
Upon hearing Fang Yi's explanation, Zhang Xu couldn't help laughing and said quickly: "I forgot. Your staple food is meat!" After that, he mixed the sauce in the bowl and praised Li Lin:
"Why do you still have this skill? I haven't discovered it before, buddy, okay, you can starve to death for the rest of your life with this skill!".
Li Lin heard this and smiled and said: "I worked in restaurants, and I learned this sauce secretly! I also wanted to open a noodle restaurant or something before, but I didn't have the money before, so I don't want to do it now!".
"Why? This craft is really good!" Fang Yi asked puzzledly.
"When I had no money and no way out, I wanted to make money with this craft! But now I don't want to do it anymore!" Li Lin smiled at this and said a little self-deprecatingly: "Now that I'm sitting in the boss's chair, what else do I want to do?
Fuck this kind of mentality and suffer this kind of suffering! Being the guy in a small restaurant is tiring day and night!".
After hearing this, Zhang Xu couldn't help but nodded and said, "That's right!" After saying that, he started eating in big mouthfuls.
The final result was that the three grown men ate more than four kilograms of noodles. This was just the noodles and not counting the ingredients. After eating, Fang Yi entered the studio, while Zhang Xu and Li Lin went for a swim.
Swim for a while.
Zhang Xu, with a big belly and burping, sat down on the lounge chair next to the swimming pool and chatted with Li Lin.
Li Lin also had a round belly full of food. He patted and basked in the sun: "Fang Yi's house is really amazing. It's just like what was shown on TV!" It would be a lie to say that Li Lin is not envious now.
Li Lin was not only envious but also made no secret of it. In some ways, this was much more refreshing than someone who kept it in his heart and pretended to be calm.
Zhang Xu was about to answer when he turned around and saw little Fang Nu looking at the two of them curiously, with confusion in his two dark eyes.
"Come to Uncle Zhang!" Zhang Xu waved to little Fang Nu. Little Fang Nu came to Zhang Xu's side curiously, and then stretched out his little hand to touch Zhang Xu's belly. Now Zhang Xu was like a man in a temple.
Her smile was like Maitreya's, and the flesh on her belly hung down to the chair. Girls with slightly flatter chests were not as bold as Zhang Xu.
Fang Ruo touched Uncle Zhang's belly and asked, "Uncle, is this your brother or sister?".
Li Lin immediately became happy with one sentence: "This kid will have a better sense of humor than me when he grows up!".
Fang Yi didn't see any sense of humor in his son, who was currently video chatting with Zou Heming.
"How's it going? Is the news I told you good news?" Zou Heming looked at Yi's face on his screen and said with a little pride.
As soon as the newspaper in New York came out, Wald, the manager of Sotheby's yesterday, and the headquarters managers of Christie's and Phipps both called me at this little time today. The thing they wanted to talk about was signing.
Fang Yi serves as a consultant.
It's a bit funny to say that Zou Heming has been struggling with this matter for a long time. None of the three major photo studios showed much interest. Now that this matter came out, the three major photo studios immediately felt like they were in trouble.
, swarmed towards Zou Heming like a swarm of bees.
The original coping tone was gone. As he talked, he talked about the auction rights of Fang Yi's works this year or next year. The matter of perfunctoryly asking the secretary to call him when he wasn't coming back seemed to have disappeared. Now everyone is talking about it.
It’s a thought: sit down and talk!
Now, whether Fang Yi is a real or fake business is acceptable to the three major auction houses, because if the limelight in the newspapers continues, Fang Yi's reputation will be enough to attract the three major auction houses in less than a month.
.Even if Fang Yi doesn't understand, then everyone is equivalent to signing a spokesperson with a public image. In this way, the conditions proposed by Zou Heming are not too harsh.
It's not that the three major banks couldn't see Fang Yi's power in the past, but with one million dollars a year and tax included, the three major banks really couldn't arouse much interest. But now the situation is different.
Everyone has seen the difference in Fang Yi's reputation now, but to Zou Heming, he is now a transformed serf singing. He used to recommend it to them, but now the initiative has been changed to his own hands.
"These guys are cheap! I have advised them more than once before. Let them sign you, even if you are kept at home for support! No one is willing, and now they are pounced on with shy faces, and everyone is
I said I wanted to sign, and I was ready to sit down and discuss the conditions. How can such a good thing happen? Now it’s our buddy’s turn to pick up things! The current conditions are no longer suitable, so I want to add one more
!" Zou Heming said proudly.
Fang Yi really didn't have much interest in this matter: "I'll leave it to you to talk about it. By the way, when will you go to Paris? Will you go directly from China or come back?".
Fang Yi was talking about everyone going to attend Luan Xiao’s debut fashion show in Paris.
Zou Heming answered directly after hearing this: "I am leaving with a group of people from China. I will not go back to the United States for now. I can forgive these people for a few days on the way. I will add more details to my report here. What follows?
There is a follow-up to follow!”.
"Okay! You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't bother me too much!" Fang Yi said into the phone.
The next thing happened exactly as Zou Heming expected. Not only did the profiteer comrade bring up Fang Yi's identification method, but he also brought up the leaks that Fang Yi picked up in Paris and China, namely Gregory and Menzel.
Things were thrown out, of course, in a specious tone, and all these works were quantified in dollars. This newspaper said how much, and that magazine said it was wrong, and it should be more.
Anyway, for the public's taste, if you don't like to hear the twists and turns of the story, just watch the dollar. If you don't like the dollar, watch the story of Fang Yi, who turned an ordinary person into a rich man with just a stretch of his hand.
, anyway, you can always find something that interests the public.
In this way, Fang Yi is now really trotting towards the four words "famous and moving the world". It starts to feel a bit like the stars holding the moon when Picasso was alive. (To be continued...)