While talking, another couple posted a picture on the wall, they were dressed quite well-dressed, staring at the oil painting with Pooh on it, it seemed to be quite agreeable, and whispered something.

Han Xuan approached them, with a bright smile on his face: "Sorry to interrupt, what are those for?"

"This?" The middle-aged woman who spoke had a darker complexion, but she was not a pure black person, and the elders were probably black and white mixed-race.

She looked at the boy: "It has a number written on it, which means that we want to buy it, and we have to go to the reception room later, register the purchase price that we can offer, and when the exhibition is over, the organizer will contact the one with the highest price, just like the auction." ”

"And do you like the paintings?" Anya asked, looking a little nervous, as she listened to her.

When the couple saw her pupils, they were immediately surprised, and the man was stunned for a moment, and smiled politely: "You have beautiful eyes, girl." ”

"Yes!" the woman half-crouched down, her hands on her knees, and looked into Anya's eyes: "It's like an amethyst, I really envy your good luck." ”

"I like it very much, although I don't know who the author is, but it probably wasn't painted by Ms. Cecilia, and the style is too different. ”

The middle-aged man said: "I opened a small gallery in Sacramento, the capital of California, and I believe that many people will like them, and the style is so unique." ”

Han Xuan turned his head and winked at the girl, silently congratulating her.

Anya smiled back, revealing a mouth full of white teeth very neatly: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

After speaking, they pulled Han Xuan and ran away, leaving the couple who were puzzled, they shrugged their shoulders and continued to look for excellent works.

Near lunchtime, Han Xuan and the girl ate something at the long table, the exhibition hall is not big, and what should be seen is almost finished.

For Anya's paintings, Han Xuan has no plans to buy them, she doesn't have many works now, and only by ensuring that there are enough works circulating and sold on the market can her popularity be improved.

Although Han Xuan doesn't know much about the doorway inside, it should be similar to antiques, and someone needs to hype it, and those who buy paintings will naturally try their best to increase the price of the oil paintings in their hands.

When chatting with Mrs. Cecilia, she said that she wanted her daughter to join the same gallery as her, and Pace in New York, as one of the five largest galleries in the United States, is very skilled in this aspect of operation, and there is no need for Han Xuan to worry about it.

"What are you doing in Los Angeles, when are you going back to Montana?"

Anya sat on the stool, her legs bobbing back and forth, the shadow stretching to the wall behind her, she looked back intently, and asked softly.

"I might have to spend some time in Los Angeles, my parents were traveling to Hawaii, and they didn't worry about me being home alone. ”

Han Xuan sat opposite her, feeling a little drowsy after eating enough in the summer, seeing that no one was coming, he lay back on the chair to occupy a whole row of places, half-squinted his eyes and tilted his head: "Do you want to go to Los Angeles for a few days?"

"I want to go to see them make a movie, but my mom still has to stay here, you know, she can't leave when the exhibition starts. ”

Anya said dejectedly: "How about you play in San Francisco first? I have seen the travel atlas at home, there is Alcatraz Island, and there is the Palace of Fine Arts, otherwise I can go to Stanford University." ”

Seeing her expression, Han Xuan couldn't bear to refuse, staring at the charming patterns on the ceiling, thinking that anyway, the Pebble Beach Auto Show lasted for a week, and it didn't matter if he went late, he said in his mouth: "Okay, okay, there's nothing to do lately, I'll ask Lady Cecilia if she agrees to let you play......"

It is rare for several bodyguards to accept artistic edification, but unfortunately all the works are money in their eyes, basically where they stand, no one dares to approach nearby, and a group of people enjoy themselves and express their opinions on the oil painting in front of them.

Han Xuan found them wearing sunglasses to view the works from afar, and his heart felt like there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by, and he didn't know what to say.

Reluctantly, he walked over to ask them for a phone call, and whispered a reminder: "It's not cool to wear sunglasses here, and you will look like a fool." ”

I went to the door and called my grandfather and told him to go back later.

The bodyguards looked at each other.

……

JPMorgan Chase Bank's palladium card, made of precious metals palladium and gold, is very cumbersome, and the American Express black gold centurion card, which is higher than it, will not be issued in the United Kingdom until 1999, and now it is the most noble in the world.

It is rumored that after the card is melted, the metal alone can be sold for a thousand dollars, the fact is that Han Xuan doesn't know that he is not old enough to apply for a credit card independently, this card is a secondary card that Mr. Han applied for for him, and the grandfather and grandson share an account, with a maximum overdraft of 150,000 US dollars per day.

JPMorgan Chase Bank has a group dedicated to serving Mr. Han, such as chartering special planes, booking hotels, etc., Han Xuan has only heard his grandfather talk about these, and he has never used them.

Today, on a whim, I made a phone call to try and wanted to reserve three cars, but only about half an hour later, I called back that the car had arrived at the entrance of the art museum, and asked if I wanted the driver to stay.

Lady Cecilia was originally a little worried that the two of them would go out alone, but when she saw those strong bodyguards, she felt that she was thinking too much.

The guests to be received came in batches, and there was no time to take care of her daughter, so someone happened to help take care of Anya, so she nodded and agreed, copied down the phone number of the art museum, and asked Han Xuan to turn on her mobile phone and contact her if there was anything.

Anya was afraid that her mother would regret it, so she pulled Han Xuan and hurriedly ran out, and she didn't laugh until she got into the Cadillac car, looking like a bird that had escaped from its cage.

In the distance, the Golden Gate Bridge spans both banks, and the world's largest chain bridge can still pass any large ship today, which is a miracle in the history of bridges.

Let Owen's brother Lopez's bodyguard drive back and forth on the bridge, and Han Xuan doesn't know where to play.

After thinking for a long time, he turned his head to look at the girl and suggested, "Go to Stanford University, right? Now the school is on vacation, but you should be able to get in, and Brown University is like that." ”

Han Xuan is not familiar with San Francisco, and Anya is even stranger than him, what she likes is the feeling of walking on the road like a tourist, staring at the roadside and coast: "It's okay." ”

"Now we're on Highway 1, starting from the Golden Gate Bridge and heading south to Los Angeles. ”

Lopez told the other two cars the destination through the radio intercom, and after receiving the answer, he spoke to Han Xuan and Anya in the back row.

Highway 1 has hundreds of kilometers of coastal stretches and has been hailed as the "National Scenic Highway Project" by the U.S. Department of Transportation, and the state of California has called it the "Pan-American Scenic Route" and the "Scenic Highway".

The car doesn't drive fast, the roads here are rough, and the moist sea breeze pours in through the windows and drives away the stuffy air inside.

Han Xuan happened to see that there were many cute little sea lions basking in the sun near the dock, and hurriedly patted Anya's arm and asked her to come and see.

On the beach, seals twist and walk back and forth, the famous pelicans perch on the rocks, and the lively otters frolic in the water.

Many tourists bring their own lunches and sit with friends in the nearby wild meadows, enjoying the most untouched wildlife performances while enjoying delicious food in the gentle sea breeze.

"Highway No. 1, no wonder it's so pretty......" the girl muttered as she leaned against the window.

Behind him, Han Xuan quietly retracted back to his seat, Anya's hair was blown by the wind, and it hurt too much to hit her face.