Manager Wu didn't expect Ai Lizhen to suddenly become tough, so he was stunned for a moment, walked to the side and made a phone call to Zhao Yougong, repeating Ai Lizhen's words to him.

Zhao Yougong was silent on the other end of the phone for a moment, and said substantially: "Okay, she has that ambition, and we will fulfill her." Tell her: Wenda Building is located in the most prosperous area of the city, every inch of land is expensive, and the rent is relatively expensive. The exhibition hall she rented has an area of 300 square meters, and the rent plus venue maintenance fees, cleaning fees, and security fees is 4,000 yuan per day, and it must be rented for a month. In addition, our early decoration fee and publicity fee are about 50,000 yuan, which must be paid when signing the contract. If she agrees to these terms, sign the contract, otherwise let her pay the 50,000 yuan decoration fee and publicity fee, and get out of the house immediately!"

Manager Wu responded with a "yes", ran to Ai Lizhen's side, and repeated Zhao Yougong's words to her word for word.

Ai Lizhen was so angry that her face turned yellow, and she scolded angrily: "Why do you need 50,000 yuan to set up such an exhibition hall? What kind of publicity and promotion have you done for me? Just such an empty venue, the daily rent and property fee cost 4,000 yuan, do you collect rent or grab money?"

Manager Wu said coldly: "You can rent it, pay off the venue decoration fee and publicity and promotion fee of 50,000 yuan, and immediately roll up the cover and get out, we will never force you to stay." ”

Chen Yunhan held back his anger and persuaded: "Mom, we won't hold this exhibition, give them 50,000 yuan, it should be a lesson, and at the same time, recognize the face of the Zhao family." ”

Ai Lizhen was reluctant to throw away 50,000 yuan in vain, and at the same time she was very confident in her art exhibition, believing that she could earn the money back, so she said angrily: "No, the person surnamed Zhao wants to force me to leave the scene, and I have to open this art exhibition!" Hanhan, let's go upstairs and sign the contract." ”

Chen Yunhan reminded her: "Mom, as soon as this exhibition opens, it must last for a month, and the venue rent and property fee will cost 120,000 yuan." If you sell the painting, it's fine, but if you can't sell it, you will lose nearly 200,000 yuan. ”

Ai Lizhen glared at her and shouted: "You have so little confidence in your mother? Last time, the boss Cheng who was engaged in calligraphy and painting told me that according to my artistic level, the guaranteed price of each of my paintings is 30,000 yuan. At that time, he bought three paintings from his home at a price of 30,000 yuan each, don't you remember? I had already thought about it: The 30 or so paintings on display this time are all fine works of art, so the price of each painting cannot be less than 30,000 yuan. As long as you sell six paintings, you can earn back the rent and other expenses, and I don't believe that six paintings can't be sold!"

Seeing that she was so confident, Chen Yunhan secretly complained in her heart: the reason why Boss Cheng paid 90,000 yuan to buy his mother's three paintings last time was because his son wanted to be admitted to the Fine Arts Department of the Teachers Academy and needed his mother's help, so he touted her paintings as "fine arts", and the price of each painting was not less than 30,000 yuan.

Unexpectedly, my mother, who didn't have much social experience, took these sycophants seriously, really thought that her paintings were very valuable, and confidently insisted on holding the exhibition, and each painting would be priced at more than 30,000 yuan - in this way, I was afraid that I would not be able to sell a real painting at that time!

However, for the sake of her mother's self-esteem, Chen Yunhan didn't dare to express her doubts, so she had to call Tang Xin, and the three of them went upstairs together to sign a lease contract with the legal department of Wenda Group......

After signing the contract and going downstairs, Ai Lizhen said to Chen Yunhan: "Hanhan, you can call Minister Jiang of the Literature and Art Department of your provincial TV station, and ask him to arrange a reporter to interview my art exhibition and make a publicity report. ”

Chen Yunhan was a little embarrassed and said: "Mom, you are not very famous in the provincial art world, and the provincial TV station needs to do publicity and reporting on holding a personal exhibition, but I am afraid that it is very difficult, and it is even more impossible to give you a special topic." In addition, Minister Jiang is not very easy to deal with, although I am very familiar with him, but my personal relationship is not very good, I am afraid that I will not have the face to ask him to arrange someone to interview and report. ”

Ai Lizhen said dissatisfiedly: "You are the host of the provincial TV station, and you are also the pillar of the station, Minister Jiang will not give you this face? I am not unclear about the unspoken rules of your TV station: as long as it is a related household or a leader to greet him, a reporter will be arranged to interview a big thing, and then after magnification, processing, and exaggerated modification, the things that are originally of little value will be vigorously publicized by them." What's more, my artistic standards are there, and they don't need to exaggerate the publicity, so what's the point of arranging for one or two reporters to interview and report on it?"

Chen Yunhan was forced by her to have no choice, so she had to pick up her mobile phone and dial Jiang Dongbin, Minister of Literature and Art of the Provincial TV Station.

As she expected, after listening to her request, Jiang Dongbin said in a very cold tone: "Hanhan, with all due respect: your mother does not have much influence in the provincial art world, and her holding a solo exhibition is purely a commercial act, and it has little news and artistic value, so we are not good at publicity and reporting, please understand!"

Chen Yunhan had already expected this result, so he couldn't say anything, so he had to say, "It's okay, I'm sorry to disturb Minister Jiang", and hung up the phone.

When Ai Lizhen heard Chen Yunhan's last words, she knew that something was wrong, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, cold from head to toe.

It was only at this point that she began to regret it a little: it seemed that this exhibition was not as easy as she imagined, and it was very likely that she would lose money......

Two days later, Chen Yunhan called Tang Xin in an anxious tone, saying that her mother's painting had been unfolding for two days, and there was not even a single person to visit, let alone sell it. For this reason, her mother was ashamed and anxious, and when she came home at night, she cried and asked Tang Xin if there was anything she could do?

Tang Xin thought for a moment and said, "Hanhan, don't worry, I'll contact a few friends to give it a try." ”

As soon as I hung up Chen Yunhan's phone, a call came in, and when I looked at the caller ID, it was Huang Jianjian.

"Brother, are you in the shop? My brother and I want to bring two friends to meet you. ”

Tang Xin hurriedly replied: "I'm in the store, come here!"

Ten minutes later, Huang Jianli and his brother Huang Jianxiang walked into "Dexin Zhai" with two middle-aged men.

"Brother, let me introduce you: this is Minister Jiang of the Literature and Art Department of the Provincial TV Station, and this is the editor-in-chief of the Literary and Art Supplement of the Provincial Daily. ”

Huang Jianli introduced the two strange men to Tang Xin.

Tang Xin heard that the tall, thin and capable man was Minister Jiang of the Literature and Art Department of the Provincial TV Station, so he couldn't help but look at him a few times, and secretly wondered in his heart: What are the leaders of the Provincial TV Station and the Provincial Daily Office doing here?