Chapter 130: The Auction

At the beginning of January, winter has arrived.

Departure at six o'clock in the morning, until eleven o'clock, Li Feng took Yang Xixi to the Hongyun Hotel in Dongning City.

The person in charge of the auction was a middle-aged man in his forties, and when he learned that Li Feng and the others were coming, he immediately put aside the matter at hand and looked for it.

After completing the formalities such as the consignment auction contract, Li Feng went to Fang Tianlin's Tianlin Group again and sent him some local products from Cangnan City. After sitting in Fang Tianlin's office for a while, when he returned to the Hongyun Hotel, it was almost two o'clock.

With the number plate given by the person in charge of the auction, the two entered Hall 3 on the seventh floor of the hotel.

There are still about ten minutes before the auction, and the hall is already ninety percent seated.

The two came to the penultimate row and sat down, and a young man next to them smiled at Li Feng: "Dude, it's a bit of a face!"

Li Feng was happy: "Listen to your tone, there are more than 200 people here, do you know all of them?"

The young Chinese New Year's Eve is in his thirties, with a three-seven-point hairstyle and a straight suit. He smiled and took out a business card from his handbag, and handed it to Li Feng with both hands: "I don't know everything, but most of them are familiar." ”

Li Feng took the business card and glanced at it, and was suddenly a little dazzled.

Yang cheng

General Manager of Qiren Culture Company.

Director of Nanxi Calligraphers and Painters Association.

Vice Chairman of Tianli Publishing Co., Ltd.

……

A large list of identities and titles, almost the entire business card is full. What's even more awesome is that there's an ellipsis at the bottom.

"I made some money doing business, so I bought a few paintings and went back to pretend to be. Li Feng smiled and handed the business card back.

Yang Cheng pushed Li Feng's hand back again, and he said with a smile: "They are all young people, so I won't say anything about it." The things on the business card are all bluffing, 10,000 yuan can buy two, mainly to leave a phone number for my brother. In the future, if you need any calligraphy and painting works, you can ask me. Antique artworks and the like, there is also a little bit of access. ”

Li Feng put the business card in his pocket, and in the future, Yang Xixi may be able to use it.

"Do you have any paintings you like?" Yang Cheng asked.

Li Feng shook his head: "I didn't come to the preview, I came directly today." ”

"I'm about the same, I heard that there is a painting of Mu Guang, so I asked a friend here to help me get a number plate, and I rushed from Nanxi City to Dongning City in the morning. Yang Cheng said with a smile.

Li Feng nodded and asked casually, "Muguang, is it famous?"

"It seems that my brother really doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting. Yang Cheng was in good spirits, this kind of local tyrant who doesn't understand and wants to pretend to be elegant, that is his best customer candidate. The only trouble is that Li Feng is a young man, so he can't fool around, and he can't be slaughtered too ruthlessly.

He explained: "Mu Guang is a well-known young painter in our province, and his oil paintings are colorful, far-reaching, and very modernist. In another twenty or thirty years, he will definitely become one of the leading figures in our province and even in the Chinese abstraction. It can be said that his paintings are very collectible. I came here for his 'steppe steed'. ”

"Although this 'Prairie Horse' is not Mu Guang's proud work, it is also above the standard. ”

Li Feng smiled: "If you praise it so well, aren't you afraid that I will compete with you when the time comes?"

Yang Cheng said a little helplessly: "It's right that I came for the 'Prairie Horse', but I have more than 300,000 yuan on hand, and the money is pressed into a large number of works, and I don't have time to turn over." Just come and try your luck and see if you can pick up a leak, there is a high possibility of returning empty-handed, it is better to simply sell your brother a face. ”

Li Feng teased: "You have sold your face for nothing, I am only going to buy a pair of 18,000 yuan to go back." ”

Yang Cheng suddenly became a little excited, this brother, I don't know if he is really reluctant or falsely reluctant, it's not easy to fool!

If you really want to only buy 18,000 pieces of work, unless the amount of money you buy is particularly large, it doesn't make much sense.

Of course, hobbies and collecting things generally change from small to large.

It's not easy to fool now, it doesn't mean it's not good to fool in the future.

In addition, the neighbor on the other side he knew, a well-eyed old connoisseur, was completely out of his consideration. Therefore, although Yang Cheng's enthusiasm has cooled down a lot, he still chats with Li Feng from time to time.

At around two o'clock, the auctioneer came to the stage, took a microphone and began to speak. The big screen behind him also began to play the works of this auction constantly.

The noisy hall was suddenly quiet.

After an enthusiastic speech, the beautiful hostess wore white gloves and came to the stage with a picture scroll.

With the assistance of another hostess, the scroll slowly opened.

A group of landscape ink paintings are revealed.

The large screen that constantly rotates the various paintings freezes on this landscape painting.

Next to it, word by word, the author, achievements and fame of the painting are typed.

The auctioneer also lowered his head and looked at the notebook on the table: "This picture of mountains is a proud work of Lin Rui, a young painter who is a member of the Provincial Art Association, the champion of the landscape group of the 7th New Innovation Art Competition. The mountains and peaks, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the forests are beautiful, and the ink is cool. The painting has a beautiful artistic conception and extraordinary charm...... The reserve price of the work is 3,000, and the price increase is not less than 100 each time. ”

"Friend No. 18 bid three thousand one, do any friends continue to bid?"

"One hundred and fifteenth friend bids three thousand three!"

"Friend No. 37 bids three thousand five!"

The auctioneer's voice began to be a little choppy, and the bidding of the crowd was not enthusiastic.

"Brother, what do you think of this painting?" Yang Cheng asked Li Feng tentatively.

"I haven't heard of it, I'm not interested. Li Feng said without thinking.

Yang Cheng gave Li Feng a thumbs up: "Brother is an understanding person, this painting is actually not bad, but Lin Rui's reputation is a little worse, and he doesn't have any masterpieces that he can handle, so he is a little well-known in his hometown." Buy it back, even few people in the industry in the province know about it. ”

I wanted to boast a few more words, but suddenly thought that Li Feng hadn't even heard of the most famous Mu Guang, and suddenly I didn't know how to praise it.

He was a little embarrassed to pick up the brochure of the auction items issued by the organizer: "The second auction item is an oil painting, the name is Old Sheriff, and the author is Yang Xixi......"

Yang Cheng couldn't help frowning: "I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I can't remember it, and my reputation is estimated to be worse than Lin Rui." The starting price is 3,000 yuan, which is also a good number,"

"How's the work?" asked Li Feng.

Beside him, Yang Xixi's ears suddenly stood up.

"Works?"

Yang Cheng looked down at the brochure and shook his head: "It's not good, the realist style, the three-dimensional sense is not strong, and I can't see anything special." ”

Yang Xixi was suddenly disappointed.

Yang Cheng said with a smile: "The painting skills are a little jerky, and I don't integrate my feelings, so I guess I am a ...... who just graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts."

His smile suddenly froze, and the whole person suddenly froze there.

The next moment, there was an irrepressible ecstasy on his face.