Yang Fei put down the phone and said with a smile: "I was just about to make an appointment with Bush Jr.! ”

Luo Yuxi was stunned: "Bush Jr.? Are you talking about George W. Bush, who just became president?"

Yang Fei said: "Who else can there be besides him?"

Luo Yuxi's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "It seems that people still have to be famous." It is said that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, but I think that whether pigs are strong or not, it is inevitable that knife. And people must be famous in order to live a personal life. ”

Yang Fei said with a smile: "Moreover, people should become famous, as soon as possible! ”

At this time, Chen Mo came in and said to Yang Fei: "Someone came to visit. ”

Yang Fei was surprised: "Who? It can't be Bush Jr., right? Not many people know about my residence!"

Chen Mo smiled: "He is a Chinese in the United States, and he introduces himself as an artist. ”

Yang Fei asked, "What's your name?"

"Qu Wenyi. ”

"Male or female?"

"Male. ”

"Hehe, have any of you heard of this man?"

Everyone shook their heads and said they had never heard of him.

Yang Fei said: "That's strange, how does he know that I live here?"

Chen Mo said: "I also asked him so, and he said that you left your contact address at the auction. He saw the message you left and came to him. ”

Yang Fei said: "The auction company is too unreliable, isn't it?

Chen Mo smiled: "He is doing things for the auction company, so he can see your information." ”

Yang Fei said: "You invite him in!"

Qu Wenyi is indeed very literary, with long hair with a shawl, tied up, with a goatee, but quite tall and strong, carrying a big black bag.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, it's a pleasure to meet you. "Qu Wenyi does not have the arrogance that literary and artistic people are common to, he speaks politely, and his face looks more festive.

Yang Fei shook hands with him, invited him to sit down, and asked, "Mr. Qu is here, he must have something to teach?"

Qu Wenyi smiled a little crampedly, and said, "Mr. Yang is a great collector, I have brought some paintings, and I want to ask Mr. Yang to appreciate and criticize." ”

As soon as Yang Fei heard this, he knew the other party's intention, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to take the word great." What works do you have, let's learn together!"

Qu Wenyi opened the large bag he brought and took out a few painting tubes from it.

Fu Heng and the others all came to watch.

Qu Wenyi took out a few paintings and unfolded them one by one to show Yang Fei.

He paints oil paintings.

Yang Fei looked at it and felt that the painting was okay, so he asked, "Mr. Qu, if I want to collect these paintings, how much will I have to pay for these paintings?"

When Qu Wenyi heard this, he was extremely excited, his hands unconsciously clasped together, and said, "Mr. Yang, I still have a lot of paintings at home, I can bring them to you." As for the price, you just look at it and give it points. ”

Yang Fei said: "That's not good. These paintings are all created by you who have studied hard for decades and created them with your heart, and you yourself know the price best. You tell me a price, and I can decide how many of your works you have. ”

Qu Wenyi said: "I have a total of 135 works that I think are passable, if you can see them all, 100,000 dollars, can you see it?"

"135 works, 100,000 US dollars?" Yang Fei asked rhetorically, to confirm.

"Yes, yes. If Mr. Yang thinks the price is too expensive, he can negotiate it. Qu Wenyi thought that his price was too high, and said with some embarrassment.

"Mr. Qu, have you been short of money lately?" Yang Fei asked gently.

"Yes, I can't even pay the rent recently, Mr. Yang. ”

"Well, if you say 100,000, then 100,000. I'll send someone to come with you and bring the work over. ”

Qu Wenyi didn't expect this trip to be so smooth, and said happily: "Thank you, Mr. Yang!"

Yang Fei sent him to the door and sent Ma Feng to go with him to get paintings.

Chen Mo asked, "Yang Fei, are these paintings of his worth anything?"

Yang Fei smiled: "It's not worth much." ”

Chen Mo said: "Then you still buy it?"

Yang Fei said: "I just want to help him." ”

Chen Mo said: "You! This is a random amount of mercy! What about 100,000 dollars? Do you think it's a small number?"

Yang Fei said: "When did you start to become such a housekeeper?"

Chen Mo blushed slightly and said, "I'm too lazy to care about you." Just think it's weird. ”

Yang Fei said: "He is an artist, but he was forced by life to go to the auction house to work. This shows that he is at the end of his rope and that he is a hard-working young man. The fact that he was able to find me based on the messages I left showed that he was a smart man. He dared to come here to visit me alone, which shows that he is a very confident person. Anyway, I admire this person and I'm willing to help such people. It is not terrible for a person to encounter difficulties, but he can only get help from others if he helps himself first. ”

Chen Mo said: "You don't have to explain it to me. ”

Yang Fei said: "It is necessary. Who called you Chen Mo?"

Chen Mo smiled.

Ma Feng dragged the painting back.

Some of the paintings had already been framed, and together they were very heavy and large, so Ma Feng had to find a truck to drag them back.

Yang Fei vacated a utility room on the first floor to house the paintings.

All afternoon, everyone was sorting out the paintings and admiring them.

After Wang Yuanzhi appreciated it, he said with a smile: "This person's paintings are still level, but he has not become famous." Maybe he didn't have a chance to become famous in his life, but that didn't prevent him from becoming a good painter. ”

Fu Heng said: "There is still a difference between an excellent painter and a famous painter. The most direct manifestation is the price of the painting. A good painter, the painting may be excellent, but the price is certainly not high. And the paintings of famous artists, even if they are very ordinary, can be sold for sky-high prices. ”

Wang Yuanzhi sighed lightly: "This is the celebrity effect, from ancient times to the present. ”

Luo Yuxi said with a smile: "I think that gold will always shine, but some lights, like the light of the stars, can not be seen until hundreds or even thousands of years later." ”

Yang Fei glanced at her and thought that this was very reasonable.

Ning Xin asked how to arrange dinner?

Everyone said let's have a barbecue!

Yang Fei asked Luo Yuxi's opinion.

Luo Yuxi said that it was good to eat barbecue.

So, at dinner time, everyone sat around the courtyard together, eating barbecue, chatting at the same time, which was also comfortable.

The so-called people gather by like, and things by groups.

These friends Yang Fei made were all people who would rather sit at home and chat and read books than go out clubbing and singing.

Everyone has the same hobbies, and they have more common topics when they talk about the world.

That night, Yang Fei did not stay in Luo Yuxi, and sent a mouse to send her back.

After eating more barbecue and drinking a few more bottles of beer in the evening, Yang Fei was in a hurry at night and got up to go to the bathroom.

Suddenly, Yang Fei heard some very strange sounds.

Almost subconsciously, Yang Fei secretly shouted: "There are thieves!"