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Chapter 641: Strange Goods (6)

"Mr. Bass, please don't get excited, sit down, sit down and talk......"

Zhuang Rui's bearing at this time was not like a young man in his twenties, as if he was confused with the angry Buzz Gimmey, and waved his hand to let Buzz sit down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Mr. Zhuang, I am very sincere in talking to you about the exchange of these artworks, but unfortunately, I have not heard much sincerity from your words, I thought, can you explain?"

Half of what Bas Guimet did was real, and the other half was just a fake.

Bass is in charge of the entire operation of the museum, and sometimes sells some collections at auctions, so he is no stranger to business practices, and he just used his behavior just now to show his dissatisfaction and add a little psychological pressure to the young man sitting opposite.

"Hehe, does Basso want to exchange a sketch of Mr. Picasso for an ancient Chinese painting?"

Zhuang Rui let out a burst of laughter from his mouth, and the disdain in the laughter clearly reached Buzz's ears.

Without waiting for Bath Guimet to answer, Zhuang Rui then asked: "Mr. Bass, may I ask, do you know what the auction price of Mr. Picasso's most expensive oil painting is?"

Bass was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and subconsciously said: "Of course I know, Picasso's oil painting "The Boy with a Pipe" sold for 104.16 million US dollars, which is the world record for the auction of a painting, and that painting is also the most expensive painting in the world!"

Not to mention Bass, who is the director of a museum, as long as you have a little understanding of artworks, you will know these common sense knowledge, Bass answered very smoothly, but after speaking, I faintly felt that something was wrong.

"That's right, Mr. Bass, you're absolutely right......"

Zhuang Rui smiled and snapped his fingers, giving Buzz the feeling as if he was being held by the other party's nose, which made Buzz very uncomfortable.

"But Mr. Bass, you may not know that the highest auction price of a Chinese oil painting is only about 4 million US dollars, which is Mr. Chen Yifei's "Ode to the Yellow River", the price of a Chinese oil painting and Mr. Picasso's oil painting, so I don't need to compare it for you, right?"

Zhuang Rui's words made Bass stunned, the price difference is a bit outrageous, and from a literal point of view, the price of Chinese paintings is not more than a fraction of Picasso's.

"In addition, I would like to tell you again, don't think that the price of Chinese art is very high, not counting calligraphy and painting, the highest price of Chinese art in the international market is 41.5 million Hong Kong dollars, which happened at Sotheby's Hong Kong in 2003.

The Qing Yongzheng "Pastel Manta Olive Vase", worth more than 40 million Hong Kong dollars, has already represented China's highest artistic achievement, Mr. Bass, it is rare that you think that your museum's collection will be better than that fine porcelain?"

Zhuang Rui didn't wait for Buzz to react, and added another fire to him, the burned Buzz was a little dizzy at the moment, if it was calculated according to what Zhuang Rui said, it seems that the other party used five Picasso sketches in exchange for more than 10 Chinese artworks, and he should still take a big advantage?

However, Bass always felt a little wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say it, suddenly Bass's mind lit up, interrupted Zhuang Rui's words, and said: "Mr. Zhuang, you can't calculate it like this, every work of art has its own unique place, and the Picasso works you have are just sketches, not Picasso's oil paintings......"

"No...... No, Mr. Bass, have you forgotten that Mr. Picasso's work, whether it is an oil painting or a drawing or a print, is also unique.

And on this planet, there are far more people who follow the work of Mr. Picasso than those who like the old paintings that you have pressed in the warehouse for decades.

Well, in terms of value, the oil paintings in your museum are no more than a few hundred thousand dollars at most, but these sketches of Mr. Picasso, one must be at least more than three million dollars, and these sketches are one, even as a model for children, the value must be higher, right?"

Zhuang Rui did not want to belittle the works of the Chinese people to raise his price, but what he said was true, the time when Chinese court paintings were hyped was at the end of 2006, and now it is only 2005, and the price of Qing court paintings is still relatively low in the international market.

Zhuang Rui's analysis made Bas Guimet completely silent, Zhuang Rui is right, in terms of influence alone, his ancient Chinese paintings pressed in the warehouse are indeed no way to compare with Picasso's works, and the two are not on the same level at all.

In terms of the benefits that the two will produce in the future, Bass is of course also optimistic about Picasso's works, and he definitely does not think that the oil paintings of the Qing court wearing strange clothes on display in the museum will attract tourists more than Picasso's sketches to buy a ticket to the museum for 9 euros.

"I admit it, Mr. Zhuang, that you have a lot of point, but the Musée Guimet is a semi-private museum that owns half of the state.

If you want to exchange items with the outside world, you must go through the National Art Appraisal Association to evaluate the value of the items to be traded by both parties......

From Bass's psychological point of view, he has basically approved the deal now, but as a business practice, Bass still has to work hard to get the most out of his interests.

"Oh, Mr. Bass, that's the problem you're trying to solve, isn't it? I don't know who wouldn't want to ......exchange some Oriental art from stock for Mr. Picasso's work."

Zhuang Rui smiled and kicked the ball back again, the matter of your National Art Appraisal Association, my, can you solve it, it is your own business.

And Zhuang Rui bit the two words of inventory, constantly hinting at Bass in language and psychology, those things you *** have no value, far inferior to the Picasso sketches in my hand, and you can create benefits when you take them out.

"That's ......"

Buzz lowered his head and thought about it in his heart.

Zhuang Rui was not in a hurry, drinking coffee and chatting with Huangfuyun and Qin Xuanbing, he now understands the popularity of Picasso's works in the international market, as long as he has the goods in his hands, he is not afraid that others will not rush to find his own trade.

Don't look at Zhuang Rui only proposed to exchange 21 pieces of Chinese cultural relics, in fact, Zhuang Rui is also sure to make money, like the "Mulan Map" during the Kangxi period, a volume is more than one meter wide, more than 10 meters long large calligraphy and painting works, even in the history of world painting, it is extremely rare.

And even Zhuang Rui himself didn't know that after another year or two, a group of international antique dealers and auction houses practiced hyping up Chinese artworks, and they used the technique of rolling balls on the plate to first speculate the price in the international market, and then sell it to domestic *** at a high price.

As a result of this behavior of international speculators, the prices of Chinese art in the international market remained high from 2006 to 2010.

If Zhuang Rui would take Picasso's works to negotiate with Bass, let alone exchange one for five or six Chinese antiques, then it would be one for two, and Bath would not necessarily take care of him.

"Mr. Zhuang, in this way, you can first report what kind of oriental artworks are needed in addition to Frey's donations, I will submit your opinions to the board of directors for discussion, the exchange of collections will go through a series of procedures, and it will take more than a month to complete the estimate at the earliest......"

Since Picasso's works have appeared so few in recent years, the temptation for Bath is too great, and after pondering for a while, Bass made up his mind and raised his head to Zhuang Rui to express his thoughts.

"A month?Gifts?Mr. Bass, what's going on?"

Zhuang Rui didn't understand the meaning of Ba's words, according to his idea, he sketched and painted the other party, and the other party gave himself the Chinese antiques he needed, wouldn't the transaction be considered completed?

"Zhuang Rui, the items in the collection of these semi-private museums are absolutely not allowed to enter the market circulation, auction, or trading links, and can only be traded as donations to other museums, which is not as simple as you think......

The person who answered Zhuang Rui was Huang Fuyun, who was very familiar with museums and auction venues in Europe and the United States, and private museums did not have these, but for the Guimet Museum, which was integrated into the French museum in 1945, it was a lot.

Even if the Musée Guimet agrees to give away the collection with Zhuang Rui, it will have to report its details to the French government for official approval, of course, at that time, it will be more of a procedure.

"Damn, where do I have a museum? Mr. Bass, what if you...... If we do that, we won't be able to talk about it at all......"

When Zhuang Rui heard this, he immediately became anxious, with his current collection, there is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the requirements of opening a museum, isn't it difficult for a strong man?

"Hey, I said brother, what are you excited about, it's not too difficult to open a museum, China let go of this matter in 1996, you go back and apply for one, it's over......"

Huang Fuyun patted Zhuang Rui on the shoulder and reassured him, as far as Huang Fuyun himself knows, there are at least 50 private museums in China, and with Zhuang Rui's financial background, it should not be a big problem.