Chapter 485 Forgotten Photos

At seven o'clock, Liu Meijia, who was wearing light red sunglasses, held Fu Zhengyi and walked into the auction hall with David.

The size of the venue is not small, enough to accommodate 200 people, but the number of security guards is large.

Some of these security guards in black suits stood with their backs against the wall, their eyes lowered but their expressions serious, which invisibly made the atmosphere of the venue more solemn and solemn.

Seeing that a bidder sat directly next to David's assistant, Fu Zhengyi was a little strange. "Isn't Alan coming?"

With his head down, he was flipping through the auction catalogue in his hand, and David muttered without raising his head. "He's not so much interested in collecting, but more interested in exploring space during this time, and I think he really wants to set up a space company to get people to ...... space at a low price."

"Launch a rocket or build a space shuttle? or a spacecraft?"

Turning his face sideways to look at Fu Zhengyi, David couldn't help but be a little confused. "Don't tell me you're interested in this kind of thing! That's far faster than burning money, and in a few seconds, billions of dollars can turn into a cloud of fireworks and ashes, and not even scum will be left for you!"

"This is not necessarily, if I can succeed, I must be very profitable, if I am given a chance to fly away from the earth safely and travel in space, I will also be willing to pay for it to try......"

"Isn't it? I'm not kidding! The Challenger launched more than 10 years ago only lasted a few dozen seconds in the air, and the space agency suffered a loss of $5.5 billion, and no matter how big the family business is, it can't afford such a blow!"

"Challenger? I still have some impressions, it was a feat of human beings defying gravity, although it finally turned into a cloud of fireworks in the sky, but in our oriental saying is 'although death is still glorious', they are dedicated to the cause of astronautics, and will eventually lead mankind into the space age......"

The more he listened to David's face, the darker it became, and when Fu Zhengyi finished speaking, he said to Liu Meijia. "Kind advice! Don't support him in what space dreams he has, otherwise even if he has any money, he will be burned out!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as he earns more than he spends, I support him in whatever he wants!"

Choked with nothing to say, David simply turned his head and ignored the pair, his childlike demeanor made Liu Meijia cover her mouth and chuckle, and whispered in Fu Zhengyi's ear. "Justice, Davy is a funny man......"

"People are also for your good, I'm afraid that I will follow Alan to start a space company and end up bankrupt!"

"What's there to be afraid of, as long as you can earn more, you can spend it as much as you want, I don't have to worry about it......"

Although Liu Meijia was wearing a pair of sunglasses, she could still see her eyes up close, and saw that they were full of smiles, Fu Zhengyi was about to speak, and the auctioneer standing on the stage announced the official start of the auction.

Paintings, jewelry, sculptures......

For art collection, Fu Zhengyi really has little interest.

Of course, this has a lot to do with his ignorance.

In particular, the works of abstract impressionism and fauvism are no better than children's graffiti.

Liu Meijia, who came with him, was a little higher than his artistic accomplishment, and he could also say some things when some lots were displayed, which caused David to look at Fu Zhengyi's eyes more and more full of contempt.

Although today's auction has not yet appeared particularly worth selling, but Lady Liu's artistic accomplishment is far higher than yours, it is foolish to put wealth in the bank, precious works of art is the best choice to maintain and increase value, I spent $3 million many years ago to buy two works of Jasper Jones and William de Kooning, the current market valuation has exceeded 70 million US dollars, which is far from the profit that can be earned by other means......

"David, my money is either in the financial markets or in the company, and in my opinion, even from the perspective of return on investment, being a shareholder of DreamWorks does not mean that my investment will be highly profitable, just out of friendship and interest!"

David opened his mouth to refute, but when he thought about the speed and means of the other party's wealth appreciation, he was deflated.

Whether it is the cartoon "Shrek" filmed or his investment in the equity of Yahu, the return on investment is far faster than the appreciation of any artwork in his hands!

So the more I thought about it, the more depressed I felt, and David could only mumble hatefully. "You're a monster!"

The following lot is Electricité by the leading Dadaist ManRay, shot in 1930 at the invitation of the Paris-based CPDE electric company, to help promote the use of electricity. Unfortunately, for some reason the photograph was forgotten in the attic of a building in the south of France, and it was not discovered until the beginning of this year. It has not been viewed for nearly eighty years, and when it was discovered, the surface was covered with a thin layer of dust......"

David leaned in to introduce. "ManRay's most famous photograph is 'A Girl and Her Five Tears,' and this forgotten piece is a masterpiece for collectors who love ManRay......"

"The starting price is only $10,000, and it doesn't seem to be worth much, how much do you think you can get?"

"Forgotten works shouldn't be more than $50,000 for me, and no matter how high they are, it doesn't mean much......"

David is an expert, and Fu Zhengyi trusts his judgment.

It's just that there are only four Dadaist works in tonight's auction, and in addition to this picture by ManRay, there is also one painting that he is interested in is a painting by the female Dadaist artist Clara Theis.

The other two are mosaic paintings inlaid in the frame and a mosaic sculpture with a strange shape, in order to ensure that there is something to be gained today, so it is imperative to pay justice for ManRay's photographic works, and directly raised the number plate in his hand, increasing the price by 40,000 yuan!

ManRay's photographs had just begun to be bidd, and Fu Zhengyi's abrupt increase made the auctioneer stunned for a moment, and then he waved the auction hammer in his hand and shouted excitedly. "Ah! Collectors from the East have offered a price of fifty-eight thousand dollars, and it is clear that the influence of Dadaism is growing......"

Some of the bidders in the front row looked back, and the blonde girl who made the last bid frowned and made a straight face, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Fu Zhengyi's price increase.

Fortunately, the other party was quite beautiful, with blonde hair but thin and slender, Fu Zhengyi still responded with a smile politely.

It's a pity that Fu Zhengyi's kindness was considered a provocation by the other party, so he immediately raised the number plate in his hand with anger.

"Bidder No. 7 bids $59,000......"

Before the auctioneer's words fell, Liu Meijia, who noticed the scene just now, leaned into Fu Zhengyi's ear and said. "Oops, you seem to be disgusted by people......"

"I didn't mess with her, the auction itself is the one with the highest price!"

After saying that, Fu Zhengyi put up the number plate again and raised the price by $10,000 again.

Sixty-nine ......

70,000 ......

71,000 ......

81,000 ......

82,000 ......

As long as someone raised the number plate to increase the price, Fu Zhengyi responded by raising the price by 10,000 US dollars, so the atmosphere of the auction was mobilized in vain.

However, ManRay's "Electricité" lot is obviously not worth the current price, so even David deliberately moved his ass outside, posing as if he wanted to 'dissociate' from Fu Zhengyi.

The auctioneer's inducement and inflammatory rhetoric increased the number of participants in this photo, but when the blonde girl raised the price to 130,000 yuan, Fu Zhengyi was a little annoyed and raised the number plate to raise the price to 200,000 US dollars, which made the venue instantly buzz with discussions!

The blonde girl sitting in front turned her head angrily, and saw Fu Zhengyi shrugging her shoulders and looking indifferent, even if she gave up the bid.

The bidders who participated in the auction before also shook their heads and gave up.

"200,000 First ......"

"200,000 Second ......"

"If no one pays a higher price, this photograph that has been forgotten for 80 years will be acquired by collectors from the East......"

The auctioneer had a strong regional inducement rhetoric, which made Fu Zhengyi frown, but just as the auctioneer was about to drop the hammer, an abrupt voice shouted. "Two hundred thousand and five hundred!"

Turning his head, Fu Zhengyi saw that the person holding the card was a middle-aged white man, and when he saw Fu Zhengyi turn his face and deliberately pulled the corners of his mouth, he put on a provocative posture.

David turned his face and saw the man's provocative appearance, asked his assistant, and leaned into Fu Zhengyi's ear. "This person is Feynman, the owner of Dulwich Gaming Company, and he is basically the owner of the auctions that Pinault Jr. can't come to, and he is a well-known broker and speculator here!"

Raised the sign and continued to increase the price by 10,000, Fu Zhengyi asked David. "Why is the auctioneer's rhetoric so regionally discriminatory and inducing?"

David was stunned and thought seriously for a moment before hesitating. "It's as if it's an unwritten auction technique in the auction industry, whether it's race, color, or region, and can be used by auctioneers as a botched way to stir up emotions, if you mind protesting, or if you're famous enough that no auction house will dare to snub ......"

"That means that people who have no money and no power can only suffer humiliation here?"

David was silent for a moment, and when he heard the auctioneer mention 'Oriental' again, he formally protested when he asked his assistant to call the director of the auction house over.

The auctioneer, who was wielding the auction hammer, had an embarrassed expression after receiving the warning, and apologized in the direction of Fu Zhengyi.

Hearing that the man in the back row added another five hundred dollars, Fu Zhengyi raised the number plate and directly pushed the price up to 280,000!

The auction was buzzing, and many eyes were on Feynman, the owner of Dulwich Books...... (To be continued.) )