"80,000!"

Someone called out a new price.

In fact, objectively speaking, this price is already very good.

It's not that it's about the painting itself.

The perfection of the Eight Dragons diagram can be seen by everyone.

But the biggest reason: Lei Huanxi is not famous!

In this industry, fame is still the most important.

For example, the dragon that Bai Houchun just drew can easily pass 300,000.

Because his fame is in.

But what about Ray Huanxi? Not even one hour ago knew who he was.

Naturally, the price will not go up.

Unless you are optimistic about his potential and want to buy it back for collection, wait for the day when Lei Huanxi's fame will go out and the price of his work will soar.

But it's also a big risk.

So when the bid reached 100,000, there was no one to bid.

"120 thousand. Ouyang Chi quoted a new price.

As a gallery owner, having been immersed in the industry for so long, Ouyang Chi fully understands the future of this painting.

It's going to go up, it's going to be for sure.

The first work of the newcomer can be sold for 120,000 yuan, which is good, and few people can achieve this result.

But the problem is that Bai Houchun's Cloud Dragon will soon be auctioned, although under the suppression of Lei Huanxi's Eight Dragons, it is difficult to pass 300,000, the highest auction result in Bai Houchun's history, but 200,000 is still no problem.

In this way, although the dragon in the cloud and the eight dragon diagram are far apart in the artistic realm, the price can firmly suppress the eight dragon diagram.

Lei Huanxi is equal to victory and defeat.

Anne was not reconciled, and was about to quote a new price, when suddenly someone spoke:

"500,000, I want this Eight Dragons Diagram!"

With a bang, the gallery exploded.

500,000 for this price. That's not a small amount.

Although the value of the painting is very high, and it can often fetch a sky-high price, it refers to the real master's work.

Even Bai Houchun, although he is not famous, there is still a huge gap between him and the real master, and the price of a pair of works is 300,000. It's also more artificially held.

And Lei Huanxi, a rookie who was a fledgling who had no fame before and no works on the market, actually paid 500,000 yuan to buy his Eight Dragons?

"Brother Jun?" Lei Huanxi almost blurted out.

He actually met He Jianjun and Sister Yan here.

He Jianjun was still wearing that pair of glasses, and he said: "500,000, I want this Eight Dragons." ”

Then, he smiled at Lei Huanxi.

"Mr. He, you are here too. Ouyang Chi obviously knew He Jianjun: "Are you really ready to give out 500,000?"

He Jianjun nodded.

"I must warn you. Ouyang Chi is a boss with a lot of professional ethics: "From the perspective of the painting itself, the Eight Dragons Diagram can be called perfect. It is a rare boutique in the past ten years, with great potential for appreciation. But there are also risks. Mr. Lei Huanxi, the creator of the painting, is not a painter by profession, and he does not have any reputation in the painting and calligraphy industry, so the value of his paintings may not increase but decrease, and I must warn you of these risks. ”

"I know. He Jianjun smiled and said: "Some big-name actors had no interest in acting before, but they just stepped into this circle by chance. And then became famous in one fell swoop. And if any brokerage company has the foresight to sign her first. Naturally, I made a lot of money. That's the principle I live by now. ”

After speaking, he looked at Bai Houchun: "Although Mr. Bai Houchun is very famous in the calligraphy and painting world, the reason why his paintings are so valuable is more due to human factors, and they are worthless in my eyes. So I'd rather invest 500,000 yuan in Mr. Lei Huanxi's paintings than spend a penny on Mr. Bai Houchun's paintings. ”

He was in front of the public, and he didn't give Bai Houchun face at all. Named and directly attacked.

There was an uproar in the gallery, even if you look down on Bai Houchun, you can be tactful.

When Bai Houchun heard these words, although his face was flushed, he didn't dare to refute a word.

Jiang Bin is young and vigorous. I'm used to being arrogant.,Although I've been deflated many times.,But I never remember.。 In addition, Bai Houchun was his uncle-in-law, so he stiffened his neck and said, "What qualifications do you have to evaluate Mr. Bai's paintings?"

"The old dog didn't bark, and the puppy came out first?" He Jianjun seemed to have come to the Jiang family today: "Bai Houchun's paintings? ”

Jiang Bin was about to jump.

Before, his father had repeatedly warned himself not to offend He Jianjun.

But now that everyone is bullying them, if they don't fight back, what status does the Jiang family have?

"What kind of thing are you!" Jiang Bin scolded: "Believe it or not, I'll find someone to slap you right now!"

Sister Yan smiled and let go of her husband's hand.

He Jianjun also smiled, as if he didn't care at all.

He came to the painting of the dragon in the clouds and looked at it for a while, very carefully.

Suddenly, he picked up the ink cartridge and poured all the paint on the painting.

In the midst of an exclamation, a good dragon in the cloud was destroyed.

Seeing that his painting was destroyed, Bai Houchun not only did not get angry, but quietly took a step back.

"You bastard!" Jiang Bin scolded.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

In the scream, Jiang Bin squatted on the ground with his head covered, and blood flowed out of his fingers.

He Jianjun put down the bloodstained ink cartridge and pulled Jiang Bin up from the ground: "Jiang Shengli doesn't know how to teach his son what politeness is? ”

In the eyes of everyone in the gallery, He Jianjun slapped Jiang Bin more than a dozen times in a row.

As soon as he let go, Jiang Bin, who was beaten like a pig's head, fell to the ground.

"Wessen. Xu Yanyan helped Jiang Bin up distressedly.

"I'm so sorry, Manager Ouyang, I was rude. He Jianjun wiped his hands with the destroyed Yunzhonglong.

Ouyang Chi smiled and didn't say anything.

He Jianjun's gaze fell on Bai Houchun: "I always remind myself to control my good temper, but I can't do it." I hit someone. Do you need to help your nephew call the police?"

"No, no. Bai Houchun said in a panic: "Let's go now, we'll leave now." ”

Jiang Bin, whose face was red and swollen, glared at He Jianjun viciously.

He Jianjun knew what he was thinking: "My name is He Jianjun, I like to read, especially what is etiquette, righteousness and shame." Go back and sue you Lao Tzu, your slap was hit by me. ”

"Let's go. Let's go. Bai Houchun seemed to be very afraid of He Jianjun, and pulled his nephew out of the gallery.

A small storm just passed.

He Jianjun transferred 500,000 yuan on the spot and purchased the Eight Dragons.

Although our brother Huanxi was distressed, he still announced that he would donate the proceeds from this auction to Yundong Art Center.

Bai Houchun has done this, and he doesn't show a posture, doesn't that mean that he is not even as good as Bai Houchun?

"Thank you, Mr. Leigh. He Yanrong walked over and said.

"Thank me?"

"Yes, I also work at the Yundong Art Center, and our funds are tight. With your donation, the teaching conditions can be greatly improved. ”

Ah, I see.

I knew that I would give you this 500,000 directly, and it would be over.

It's hard to buy a beautiful woman with a smile.

Our brother Huanxi was falling into a wrong, and his waist hurt, and it was Anne who pinched him hard.

Let you snort, let you snort.

You are a stinky thunder and happy, and you can draw and don't tell me, but Miss Ben was worried about it just now.

Kindness. Can a painting sell for 500,000?

Go back and let Brother Huanxi draw 100 pairs, that's how much it is!

Anne was also thinking too much. There is a special reason for creating the Eight Dragons.

Now let Brother Huanxi draw another one, at most he can paint a Malay that looks like a mouse.

"Rong Rong, we also ...... your paintings" He Jianjun suddenly turned his face to He Yanrong.

He Yanrong, who was still smiling just now, suddenly had a gloomy face: "No need, Mr. He, my painting has been given to this Mr. Lei Huanxi." ”

After speaking. Lian Li didn't bother to pay attention to He Jianjun, and only handed Lei Huanxi a business card: "Mr. Xiao Lei, I hope you can visit our art center when you have time in the future." ”

"I will, I will. Lei Huanxi took the business card and watched He Yanrong walk out of the gallery. Only then did he ask, "Brother Jun, what is the relationship between He Yanrong and you?"

He Jianjun smiled bitterly: "My surname is He, and she is also surnamed He, what do you say is our relationship?"

Ah, He Yanrong is He Jianjun's daughter?

Lei Huanxi reacted at this time: "Then Sister Yan, you are He Yanrong's mother?"

"I'm not. Sister Yan shook her head helplessly: "Lao He and I were later combined, Rong Rong hated me very much when she saw me, and she never called me even Sister Yan." I wanted to say hello to her just now, but I was afraid of being scolded by her. ”

It's messy, it's messy, it's too messy.

He Jianjun is He Yanrong's father, and Sister Yan is He Yanrong's stepmother.

Why is this so messy!

"Huanxi, I'll discuss something with you. He Jianjun actually asked cautiously.

"What's the matter?"

"Rong Rong's chaotic Minotaur, can you transfer it to me? It's pitiful to say, although I am her father, I don't even have a picture that my daughter painted when she grows up. ”

Lei Huanxi can guess without even thinking about it.

For something, He Yanrong hated her father so much, it is estimated that the relationship between father and daughter has been severed, and she would rather hang the painting here and no one cares about it than give it to her father.

It's not that no one cares, but He Yanrong's temper is weird, and she has to give this painting to her bosom friend.

But the problem is that she is her bosom friend! I don't understand anything about art.

Lei Huanxi was also happy to be a favor, at least this time He Jianjun helped him breathe a sigh of relief, so he didn't ask He Jianjun for a penny and gave him He Yanrong's painting.

He Jianjun was naturally full of gratitude to Lei Huanxi. (To be continued......)