When Zou Heming turned around and left the Sofoby gate, he noticed a middle-aged man hurried past him carrying a cloth belt without taking two steps.
"Hi! Friend?" Zou Heming opened his mouth to say hello to this person with a smile. He wanted to chat with him, because at a glance, he knew that the cloth bag in this man's hand contained ten pieces of paper, which was a painting, because the cloth bag was in all directions.
It is square and flat, which fits the size of a small painting.
Seeing this situation, Zou Heming couldn't help but think of a scene described by Fang Yi. Fang Yi mentioned in a joke that the best place to pick up leaks is at the door of the auction house!
Suddenly he remembered this, and he became interested. Zou Heming thought about looking at this person's paintings. If they were cheap and acceptable, he could buy them himself. Whether they were real or fake, he just wanted to have fun.
Spend some money to enjoy your body and mind!
As soon as Zou Heming spoke, he saw a man in his early thirties who was sitting on a stool by the roadside about five meters away from him and ran towards the man holding the painting.
"Hi! Friend!" Although he said it late, he walked forward quickly. He approached the middle-aged man holding the painting and walked side by side while greeting him.
Zou Heming felt very strange when he saw it, so he stopped and continued to walk around the two of them with interest.
Because they were a little far away, the voices of the two talking were a bit blurry, and it was not clear what they said specifically. However, after the two chatted for a while, they stopped within Zou Heming's line of sight.
And from Zou Heming's point of view, the middle-aged man carrying the painting had flattened the painting in his hand and was beginning to untie the cloth cover on it.
When he saw that someone was untying the painting sleeve, Zou Heming couldn't help but raise his feet and walk towards where the two of them were standing.
"What's the matter with you?" When the man in his thirties saw Zou Heming approaching the two of them, he couldn't help but ask, and there was an obvious vigilance on his face, as if he was very unwelcome to Zou Heming.
Same. A face with a short beard would glance at Zou Heming's face from time to time.
However, the person who was explaining the painting didn't seem to mind. While unbuttoning the painting, he said to the bearded man in his thirties: "You can't be the only one reading this! What if this gentleman is an expert!"
After Zou Heming looked at the man who had untied the cloth cover, he stretched his head and just saw a corner of the painting. Before he could see what was in the painting, he saw the short-bearded man immediately reaching out and touching the painting. What a coincidence.
Blocking the opened corner.
"This place is on the sidewalk on the road. It's not easy to see the paintings with so many people coming and going! Let's find a place to have a drink and watch them," the bearded man said, looking at the middle-aged man.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately shook his head and said: "No! If you want to see it, you can see it here. If you don't see it, it will waste my time. I have to send the painting in! This is what my grandfather left for me.
This memorial has been hanging in my home for almost thirty years."
After saying this, the middle-aged man raised his chin and gestured to the Sofoby gate twenty or thirty meters away.
Upon hearing this, the bearded man immediately compromised and said to the middle-aged man: "Then how about we go over there and sit at the door of the cafe and drink coffee while admiring this painting?"
After saying that, the bearded man asked Zou Heming: "What do you think of the coffee? I don't mean any harm. Besides, this gentleman is still around. He looks like an upright gentleman!"
He threw it towards Zou Heming, making some small movements as he spoke.
Zou Heming saw this little action, and then moved his eyes from the bearded man to the middle-aged man, with a look of thought on his face, and then nodded in support of the bearded man: "That's okay.
Okay, it’s a kind of enjoyment for everyone to sit down, drink coffee and appreciate art!”.
Now Zou Heming doesn't know that he has probably met two liars. If he goes to a small alley with no corners, Zou Heming will not go there. There is no guarantee that one of the two people will take out the leader.
Here comes the gun! By then the contents of your wallet may not even be worth your life.
It's just a small cafe next to it, and there are people coming and going here without any worries. Moreover, these two scammers are really courageous, and they actually went to Softby's door to cheat!
"Then let's go over and have a cup of coffee!" The middle-aged man pretended to think carefully before nodding, and the three of them walked towards the cafe.
"Give us each a cup of St. Helena!" Zou Heming, who was sitting down, saw the waitress approaching the table for three of them and ordered the most expensive coffee in the shop on his own initiative.
While lighting it, he said with a little shyness on the faces of the two people next to him: "I have always heard that the St. Helena here is authentic, but I have never been here to drink it. It happened to be a treat today and I just stopped by to enjoy it.
, you guys should try it too!”.
"No, just give me a regular cup!" When the bearded man heard what Zou Heming said, he couldn't help but look stunned, and then said to Waiting Sheng. As he spoke, his heart trembled: Coffee is
Okay, but the price is also very good. A pound of this kind of coffee beans costs 70 to 80 US dollars. Just a small cup like this, plus tips and other things, is not worth 50 to 60 US dollars.
After Zou Heming said this, he was watching the expressions on the two people's faces. The bearded man paid for it and chose the ordinary one in order to save money. However, when the middle-aged man also chose the ordinary one, Zou Heming had already given it to the two of them in his heart.
Defined: a liar! Moreover, he is a stingy liar who doesn’t even want to bet a big sum of money. That’s all for this deception!
Waiting for Dai Ying to serve him coffee, Zou Heming picked up the coffee cup and tasted the coffee while listening to the two scammers setting traps on him.
It's just like a middle-aged man who is in trouble and needs money urgently, so he takes out the paintings he has at home.
After listening for five or six minutes, Zou Heming felt that these two liars were just as he thought, with no innovative spirit at all. He couldn't help but said with a bit of disappointment: "You can continue talking! Thank you for the coffee."
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After saying that, he nodded to the bearded man, smiled at the middle-aged man, and stood up from his chair.
Seeing that Zou Heming was about to leave, the bearded man immediately wanted to keep him: "What do you think of this work of his? I don't think it's very good!" After saying that, he asked the middle-aged man: "Don't take it.
It’s been appraised, but it’s not even worth the money spent on the appraiser!… Please give me a price, and it shouldn’t be too high, like five hundred dollars!”
"How is this possible!" the middle-aged man immediately said angrily.
Zou Heming didn't want to listen anymore, so he stood up and wanted to leave, because according to Zou Heming's idea, the bearded man should have said that he would buy the painting with him, whether it was a thousand or a few hundred dollars.
Even Zou Heming had no interest.
"I'm not interested in this work!" Zou Heming said: "But this friend is right. You don't need to take your painting for appraisal. It's all painted like this. You can find it in any gallery and you can see that it has something.
How unreliable!”.
"Of course you can't see it, but I believe the appraisers at Sofoby can definitely see it. Even if they can't see it, then Yifang can definitely see it!" The middle-aged man heard what Zou Heming said.
, he immediately retorted, and now even the bearded man next to him looked filled with indignation.
After hearing this, Zou Heming couldn't help but burst out laughing, teasing the two liars who were very devoted in their acting: "Then why don't you just ask Fang to appraise this work of yours!".
"Because his appraisal was too expensive. Who has so much money for a painting of 200,000 US dollars!" The middle-aged man began to cover up his paintings without even looking at Zou Heming, and then left angrily.
"Wait!" The bearded man immediately followed the middle-aged man after seeing it.
After hearing the middle-aged man's explanation, Zou Heming's mind suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have figured out something, but he didn't think of what it was for the moment.
Before Zou Heming could react, the two of them had already run away without a trace, and the nimble waitress Ying also appeared next to Zou Heming at some point, and then looked at Zou Heming with a smile. This was like waiting.
When Lao Zou pays the bill, of course, if he doesn't put on a smile, Lao Zou might not give a tip.
Zou Heming took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a note and put it on the table: "No need to look for it!". Then he walked towards the direction where he parked his car.
"Thank you, sir!" The waitress should be very happy because Lao Zou's tip was very generous.
Walking next to his car, Zou Heming wanted to understand why Wald agreed to his conditions without hesitation, and believed that as long as he read the newspapers in the next few days, he would be 100% sure.
The result was as expected by Zou Heming. On the third day, there was a report in the newspaper. The news briefly talked about the new contract that Fang Yi and Sofubi had finalized. Although it did not go into the details, it was not a big deal.
There are still some good things.
Fang Yi's conditions were very harsh, but when the reporter asked Walder this question, the old boy did not deny it or admit it. He just answered with a smile: We are both very satisfied with the new contract. Such conditions meet Fang Yi's requirements.
The status of Mr. is also in line with Sotheby's need to provide the best service to its guests.
He said it as if if Fang Yi didn't mention such harsh conditions, Suofu would be even more dissatisfied than himself.
With a bang, the TV in the office was turned off. Zou Heming couldn't listen anymore, and he didn't want to look at Wald's old face anymore. He looked down at the two or three pages of paper in his hand, rubbed his face and said, "This can be done.
It’s still a bit of a loss!”.
Zou Heming believed that now that he had raised Fang Yi's price to 1.5 million, Sofubi would not say no to him anymore, because Zou Heming got the news and announced that after signing Fang Yi, Sofubi was appraising his work.
Not only has this area returned to its previous volume, but the total number of collected works per month has increased by 12%.
If the appraiser asks Fang Yi to see his work for appraisal, Softby will increase the appraisal fee by 30% from the original price! Because Fang Yi is a special consultant, this amount is called the special consultant appraisal fee.
Sotheby treated the fee like a specialist in a hospital.
This is the so-called celebrity effect. Nowadays, many people who submit copies have heard Fang Yi's previous stories on the news. This ability to turn his hands into clouds and rain has shocked many people.
Some people whose works were originally judged to be forgeries began to think again, wondering whether the things in their hands were like the "Fengrao" bought by Fang Yi. If they were like the "Fengrao" in the Japanese museum,
"Abundance" is fine! Anyway, as long as I have one of the two, I will be satisfied. This is also a new hope. Facts have proved that these people were all useless snacks in the past, right?
In addition, there are some people who have paintings at home who want to have someone appraise them. They have never been exposed to this industry before, and no one else knows about it. They heard in the newspaper that Fang Yi is so awesome, so naturally he brought it with him.
Something has arrived to send money to Sophoby.
Now that Fang Yi is so popular, Softby's doorstep will occasionally stage one or two of the same low-level scams that Zou Heming encountered.
Zou Heming had calculated everything, but he hadn't calculated that in a year's time, he might rely on Fang Yi's appraisal business. Not only would Sophoby not have to pay for it himself, but he would also be able to make some mosquito-meat-like profits from this project! Yes!
Motivated by profit, Walder began to promote Fang Yi's arrogance without even mentioning it from Zou Heming. As for demanding such and such, only those with 'real ability' can do this.
Sophoby followed the trend and pushed Fang Yi to become a legend in the appraisal world! Because pushing Fang Yi was to push money to himself!
Zou Heming felt a little regretful, but he still couldn't keep up with the two managers of Christen and Phipps. They saw that he was getting closer and closer to the position of boss under Sotheby's butt, but now it seems that he is starting to start again.
There is a distant perspective, because in terms of oil paintings, the quantity and quality of Sotheby's spring auctions are already showing signs of recovery.
And Fang Yi is now looking at the first batch of photos sent by Sofubi, a total of fifty photos! r1152