Early the next morning, Gu Di accompanied Simplott and had breakfast outside.

Because he was worried about asking to look at the paintings one by one, Simplot, who had something on his mind, was not in the mood to play, and after breakfast, he urged Gu Di to go back to the Qiushi Hotel first.

One by one, after the morning meeting, he went back to the office to clean up his rope, and then went to the presidential suite in Simplott with great interest.

Simplot was waiting, chatting with Gu Di about people and things that he was familiar with in Zurich, until he heard Yiyi's knock on the door outside, so he changed his absent-mindedness just now, smiled and went to open the door for Yiyi to welcome her in.

After letting Yiyi into the study, Simplott instructed his assistant to bring Yiyi a drink, and he couldn't wait to go into the bedroom and open the safe to get the paintings.

"I don't know how much do you know about Master Mondrian's "The Composition of Red, Yellow and Blue"?"

One by one, they carefully looked at the master work on the table, which was less than 50 x 50 cm, shook their heads at Simpllot with a smile, and told him the truth:

"Actually, I don't know much about oil painting, so I asked Aaron to introduce it to me. ”

"Okay, I'll sacrifice my ugliness in front of Yiyi and Gu. ”

Although Simplot said that he was ugly, his expression was still neither humble nor arrogant, and he was reasonable.

As a child of a big Jewish family who is good at collecting all kinds of money as a way to manage money, even if he is a cynical second ancestor who eats, drinks and has fun, but after the cultivation of the family, he still has some background.

Therefore, he continued to smile at Yiyi and Gu Di and said:

"Although I'm not good at oil paintings, because of my collection, I know a little bit about Master Mondrian and this "Composition of Red, Yellow and Blue", so I will tell you some information I know. ”

The three of them sat around a table in the study, and listened to Simpllot talk about Mondrian's life and the background of "The Composition of Red, Yellow and Blue" one by one.

Because the three of them were interested, this morning chat passed in a flash. It wasn't until noon, looking at his watch, that he interrupted Simplot's proposal to go to lunch.

"Aaron, I don't know how much money you plan to sell for this painting?"

"Hmmm······"

Simplott hesitated for a while, thought for a long time, and then said to one by one:

"At last year's Gator auction, there was a similar work by Master Mondrian, which sold for 18 million pounds,"

Speaking of this, Simplott deliberately observed the expressions on the other side, but saw that he couldn't really touch what Yiyi was thinking in his heart except for staring at his eyes intently, and was afraid that this price would scare away his only buyer, so he continued to speak:

"Of course, the auction price is a bit inflated, although it is not accurate, but it can still be referred to. ”

Listening to Simplott's ambiguous words, one by one had a plan in his heart, because it was close to noon, he didn't bother with the price, he had to discuss the result now, and only asked some other questions.

"I see, Aaron, I don't know how many days you've been planning this trip?"

Seeing that Yiyi didn't say much about the auction price he had just proposed, Simplott immediately jumped in his heart, predicting that this time he would probably get what he wanted.

"Because next week is the time for the family annual meeting, I have to go back to the office to prepare for it by next Monday at the latest. ”

"······ next Monday"

One by one, I nodded and planned the time in my mind, plus two days on the weekend, and five days to go. If you want to find someone to appraise the oil painting, you have to scrape together enough funds, and Simplott has to take people around to see if you have to take people around, so that you can be considered a landlord.

After planning in his heart, he calculated that he still had plenty of time, and immediately smiled and beckoned Simplute to go to the meal first.

Several people moved out of the presidential suite, and while arranging their itinerary for the next few days, they took the elevator downstairs.

"Aaron, since this is the case, then I will let Gu Di accompany you around in the past few days, and when my appraiser comes, we will talk about the price in detail at that time. ”

Hearing that Yiyi was going to invite an appraiser to look at the painting, Simplot knew that this matter was already inseparable, so he naturally happily agreed to Yiyi's arrangement, and politely said that it was time for her and Gu Di to entertain themselves.

When the matter was negotiated, Simplott put his mind at ease, and in the past two days, he easily followed Gu Di through the streets and alleys, not only visiting places of interest and folk streets, but also tasting the local specialties of W City one by one with great interest.

Two days later, one by one, with the appraisers who rushed over, identified the authenticity of "The Composition of Red, Yellow and Blue" in Simprot's hand, and after confirming that it was genuine, Yiyi discussed with Simprot several times, and finally confirmed the sale at a price of 100 million yuan.

After negotiating the price, Yiyi naturally had to find a way to raise money, and when she was talking around in the office, Lee Myung-bak also learned through the bugging device under her desk that she would spend 100 million yuan to buy "The Composition of Red, Yellow and Blue".

The most important task of Simplott's trip can basically be said to have been completed. Just wait for tomorrow to get the checks one by one, and when he transfers the money to his account, the matter will be done.

Because the things he was thinking about had finally been settled, Simplot was in a good mood, remembering the food street that Gu Di had taken him to visit that day, and for a while he seemed to smell all kinds of tempting fragrances.

So, without waiting for Gu Di, who went to fundraise one by one, to come back, he only made a phone call to inform him of his whereabouts, then took his assistant downstairs, stopped a taxi, and went straight to the food street.

At the entrance of the food street, Simplott ordered a cup of freshly made special original ice cream for the accompanying female assistant and himself, and packed all kinds of pastries that smelled milky, and then carried a lot of snacks and went straight to the banquet hall with roast whole sheep that Gu Di specially took him to last time.

Simplott casually asked for a roast of the whole lamb, and then let the assistant look at the rest of the favorite spots.

Of course, this roasted whole sheep is not whole, otherwise the two of them will not be able to eat it all. The store is thoughtful in doing business, you can platter it, or you can quote two orders, no matter which one you choose, it all depends on the customer's own preferences.

After Roasting the Whole Lamb, Simplor took the packaged pastries from his assistant, and went to the booth with the waitress in the Adelaide silk dress, long braids and a small flower hat.

Because it was a little earlier than the normal meal, there were only a few tables in the hall, and the slightly empty hall was surrounded by local folk music, and Simplott sat casually by the window, eating ice cream while waiting for the assistant to come back from ordering.

"Mr. Simplot, do you mind if I sit here?"

Hearing someone call his name, Simplot looked up and saw that the person was very strange, but nodded out of etiquette, and asked:

"May I ask who you are?"

"I'm the president of Bohao Group, Lee Myung-bak!"

Simplott recalled it in his mind, but still had no impression of the name of the visitor, so he asked rhetorically:

"Bohao Group?Lee Myung-bak?"