"Hello, Mr. Zhang, can you sign your name for me? I have always been your loyal reader."
Zhang Zhong looked at the girl in front of him in surprise.
She handed a copy of "Ten Little Indian Boys" to Zhang Zhong with both hands, but lowered her head to her chest, as if her ears were red with shyness.
Zhang Zhong had some impressions of her. When he was chatting with Shen Jian just now, she was standing behind Shen Jian.
Unexpectedly, she recognized him and even waited for him at the door of the hotel.
Hu Huifang and the others were also a little surprised. They didn't know the situation and thought they met a fan by chance. However, this fan also carried a book with him, which was really crazy.
Song Xiang knew more than the old couple, and he even knew more than Zhang Zhong.
The girl in front of him is called Xing Weiwei. She debuted in a group some time ago and became quite popular in a variety show. The reason why he knows this is because his secretary Qin Qing usually pays more attention to it.
The glamorous star on TV was standing in front of Zhang Zhong like a little fanboy asking for his autograph. This had a huge impact on Song Xiang.
He has always known that Zhang Zhong is relatively famous now, but he has never had any intuitive feelings. Now this feeling is not only intuitive, but also exciting.
Zhang Zhong was different from what he thought. The girl in front of him was definitely not a simple book lover.
Zhang Zhong is such a person. Although he is careless sometimes, he is always paying attention to the situation around him. When he was chatting with Shen Jian just now, he didn't notice how enthusiastic or shy her eyes were.
The fact that she didn't say anything at that time, and later left her companions to block herself at the door of the hotel, already explained the problem.
Looking at the book in her hand, it is not a new book, but an old book that has been turned over. I don’t know where she got it from, but it is most likely not her own, because the bag she is carrying cannot hold such a book. A big book.
Maybe she put it in the car and just brought it over?
However, Zhang Zhong had a very good nose and smelled the faint smell of alcohol coming from her body, so she probably wasn't driving.
Her shyness is probably an actor's self-cultivation.
From this point of view, there should be no problem with her professional level, at least her acting skills are pretty good.
Zhang Zhong smiled, took the book, took out a pen and signed his name on the book, and then returned the book to the other party without even asking her name.
Then he took his family and walked out.
Xing Weiwei was a little confused while holding the book. Zhang Zhong was so aloof. He was considered a star after all. He didn't even ask for his name, and he didn't even show any curiosity or joy of being admired.
Is this a normal man? Or is he not good-looking?
To do her best, Xing Weiwei turned to Zhang Zhong's back and said, "Teacher Zhang Zhong, I will always support you."
Before Zhang Zhong could speak, Pengpeng, who was lying on top of him, said to Xing Weiwei, "Thank you, Auntie."
…
"Boss, do you know how many calls and emails there were today asking for help?" Zhang Zhong received a call from Chen Qing as soon as he returned to the hotel.
"I don't know, a lot?"
"There are so many, and some people ask if we have the picture of the rooster singing in white. If it does, they are willing to buy it at a high price," Chen Qing said.
"How high is the price?" Zhang Zhong asked.
Chen Qing's voice rose a little, "Boss, is that painting really in your hands?"
"No, how did they know about this?"
"Boss, you don't know? At about eight o'clock, He Ruchu sent a tweet, explaining the whole story clearly. Of course, before he even sent a tweet, the matter spread on the Internet.
However, everyone only knows that you are cooperating and does not know the specific situation. He Ruchu’s whisper has cleared up everyone’s confusion.”
"Oh, that's right. I don't have the painting here, but I'm curious how much they are willing to pay."
"Only one person made a bid, and the others only said they were willing to buy it at a high price, but did not offer a specific price. The only person who made an offer said he was willing to pay 1.2 million to buy the painting."
"Low."
It's indeed low. Even without Zhang Zhong's inscription, He Ruchu's painting could fetch millions if speculated. 1.2 million is really not high.
He Ruchu's most expensive painting, "Lone Pine Standing High", was auctioned for a high price of 42 million Chinese coins. Of course, the 42 million yuan was not what He Ruchu earned, because when the painting was sold for this price
, has passed through the hands of several collectors.
It is estimated that the collector who currently collects the "Lone Pine Standing High" is at home every day looking forward to He Ruchu's early death, so that the painting in his hand may be doubled. The sooner He Ruchu dies, the more money he can earn.
The more.
If He Ruchu hadn't died, even if the price of this painting could increase again, it probably wouldn't be too big.
Although the "Rooster Singing White Picture" in the exhibition hall is not as good as "The Lone Pine Standing High", it is definitely a masterpiece. Now it is blessed by Zhang Zhong, and the story between the two is so wonderful, the price has increased several times.
is normal.
"Okay then, I told them to report to Mr. He if they want a quote." Chen Qing said a little disappointed.
As Zhang Zhong's agent, he certainly wants Zhang Zhong to make more money.
However, although the painting is not in their hands, Chen Qing will definitely pay attention to the price of the painting. After all, this is not just a matter of money.
If He Ruchu is really willing to sell this painting, the higher the transaction price, the greater the benefit to Zhang Zhong.
Chen Qing had already thought about it, so he went back to discuss it with Li Zhuo and asked their public relations department to come up with a plan and promote it on the Internet to hype up the painting.
"Oh, by the way, one more thing. Teacher Zhao's book will be on sale early next month. Boss, do you want to read it?" Chen Qing said again.
Zhang Zhong said, "No, after it is released, I will go directly to the bookstore to buy it, which can be regarded as supporting his sales."
"Hey, isn't it just that the money from the left pocket is poured into the right pocket, and there is less money, which makes it cheaper for the booksellers."
"You are too meticulous." Zhang Zhong laughed.
"It's better to be more careful."
After ending the call with Chen Qing, Zhang Zhong ran to his daughter's room. He hadn't told Peng Peng a story in the past two days. The girl already had some opinions. When her grandma took her to take a bath just now, she said solemnly
Said to Zhang Zhong: "Dad, you must tell me a story tonight."
When his precious daughter spoke, Zhang Zhong did not dare to disobey, so he could only run over.
"Pengpeng, let me tell you a story about the Rectum Country. There is such a country, and the intestines of the people there..."