When Yu Dekai called Cai Sheng, he told him that a friend of his had recently acquired a painting and wanted to see its value.
So Cai Sheng was a little surprised at this time. Unlike ordinary people, he had his own opinions on art. So after looking at this painting carefully, he even felt that this painting was better than He Ruchu's previous works.
Such a work, coupled with Zhang Zhong's poem, is of absolutely extraordinary significance.
As far as he knew, many people had quoted prices for the painting that Zhang Zhong had inscribed before, but He Ruchu never responded and seemed to have no intention of selling it.
Who is this friend Yu Dekai that he can actually get such a work?
He quickly called Yu Dekai.
Yu Dekai was lying comfortably on the sofa at this time, with his legs folded together on the coffee table. He was waiting for Cai Sheng's reply. As long as Cai Sheng gave the painting a low valuation, he would run over immediately.
Hit Lin Ruoshui in the face.
He had already thought about it. This slap in the face would not be done over the phone. It would be boring to make a phone call with two people so far apart. He must run to Lin Ruoshui and give her a good slap in the face.
The phone rang.
Yu Dekai laughed. It seemed that Teacher Cai was so proud that he returned the call so quickly.
"Hey, Teacher Cai, how about my friend's painting?" Yu Dekai asked.
Cai Sheng did not answer Yu Dekai's question, but asked him, "Who is this friend of yours? Can you introduce him to me?"
Yu Dekai was stunned, what does this mean?
Is that painting good?
"Teacher Cai, what do you mean? I don't quite understand." Yu Dekai said.
"Well, Mr. Yu, this friend of yours is incredible. The painting he is holding is by Master He Ruchu, the first Chinese rooster. Have you read the poem above?"
"I haven't had time to see it yet." Yu Dekai shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't have time to see it, but he didn't even think about it.
"That's Zhang Zhong's name. I don't need to introduce Zhang Zhong. He is from Jiangyang," Cai Sheng said.
Yu Dekai was startled, seeing He Ruchu's painting and Zhang Zhong's calligraphy.
He usually doesn't like to read novels and is not a fan of Zhang Zhong, but Jiang Yang knows many people about Zhang Zhong, and he is currently involved in the art circle, so he pays attention to the news in the art circle.
Some time ago, Zhang Zhong wrote an inscription on He Ruchu's painting, and it was even passed down as a legend.
Later, he also asked someone to look for He Ruchu's painting, but he never bought it, but he didn't expect that Lin Ruoshui had one.
"Teacher Cai, are you telling the truth?" Yu Dekai said in disbelief.
Cai Sheng said displeased, "Mr. Yu, you don't believe me?"
Yu Dekai said quickly, "No, no, I'm just a little surprised. This friend of mine doesn't usually pay attention to the calligraphy and painting circle, and I don't know where his painting came from."
Cai Sheng said, "Mr. Cai, if your friend really doesn't like calligraphy and painting, I suggest you take down this painting. You can't let Mingzhu do it secretly."
Yu Dekai rolled his eyes, a little moved, but then gave up the idea.
If the damn fat man could be so adamant about showing this picture to himself, then he must know the value of this painting, and it would be strange for him to give it to him.
Yu Dekai now had no intention of caring about this master treasure appraiser whom he usually fawned over. All he wanted to do was contact Lin Ruoshui and ask him how this painting came about.
After the call was made, Lin Ruoshui said in a low voice, "How about it, Yu Da Artist, have you asked an appraisal expert to check the value of this painting? Is it worth tens of thousands?"
Yu Dekai said, "Fat man, don't bullshit me. Tell me carefully, what is going on with this painting?"
"The Rain Girl has no melons!" Lin Ruoshui said proudly.
"Hey, don't bother, just tell me, I won't steal your paintings." Yu Dekai said with a flattering smile.
"Tch, you can't grab it even if you want to, and this painting is not in my hands." Lin Ruoshui said.
"What, this painting is not yours?"
"Master Yu, do you think I can get such a painting?" Lin Ruoshui's tone was like talking to a fool.
Yu Dekai thought the same thing. Lin Ruoshui never said that this painting was his from the beginning to the end. He just looked at the photo and took it for granted.
"It's not yours, what are you talking about?"
"It's not mine. I have a group photo, do you have one?"
"..."
"Fat man, tell me what's going on."
"It's not impossible to say it, but you must never tell others that the photos I sent you were also deleted. Here's the thing..."
"I'll go and they go to your hotel for dinner?"
"You think? You are the only one who still looks down on the catering industry?"
"It seems I'm going to open a restaurant, right next to your Hong Yun Lai home."
"I r..."
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"Boss, are you busy?"
"No, what do you want?" Zhang Zhong gave Pengpeng a piece of paper to write on, holding the mobile phone in his hand and said.
Chen Qing said, "Someone came to ask about copyright."
"Who asked?" Zhang Zhong asked strangely. Chen Qing would not specifically talk about general copyright issues.
"Hey, the people who came to ask this time don't have much background, but they are not asking about your works, but about Teacher Zhang Pengpeng's works."
"puff--"
After Zhang Zhong changed the paper for Pengpeng, he just picked up a glass of water and took a sip. Hearing Chen Qing's words, he almost sprayed the whole table.
"Teacher Zhang Pengpeng?"
"That's what they are called. They are from "Children's Art". They said they were interested in some of Peng Peng's paintings and wanted to reprint them. They asked us if they could. I can't make the decision on this matter, so I can only ask you.
." Chen Qing said.
Zhang Zhong was a little surprised. He had heard of "Children's Art". It was a magazine that published some children's paintings. It was quite famous in China. He didn't expect that they would value Peng Peng's paintings.
For a moment, Zhang Zhong couldn't tell whether the other party specifically valued Peng Peng's paintings because of "Zero Zero One" magazine, or whether they really valued Peng Peng's paintings.
"Then agree."
"Okay, but you still need to help Pengpeng sign an agreement or something like that, so that they can be considered authorized."
Zhang Zhong shook his head and said, "There's no need for this. I'll get an authorization later and hand over Pengpeng's works directly to the company for processing. Anyone who wants to reprint or something can just contact the company directly in the future."
Chen Qing said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go back and prepare the contract."
This kind of contract is relatively easy to prepare. It is basically a power of attorney. Because Pengpeng's paintings are handed over to his own company, there is no interest dispute involved and the contract terms are also very simple.