Nov. 13, morning, Beijing, Gagosian Gallery Huaxia Branch. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Tingjian was flipping through the news.

Almost every newspaper has news about this autumn auction, and several newspapers have put the news of this autumn auction in a prominent position on the front page.

"I really didn't expect it, it's so surprising that this Jiashide autumn auction, Zheng Zhefan's "Taiqing Bull Riding Picture" can be auctioned at a high price of one billion!"

Zhang Tingjian exclaimed.

He also went to the site yesterday to observe the scene.

He witnessed the whole auction.

It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Tingjian has been in a state of extreme excitement since yesterday morning.

You must know that Zheng Zhefan is a partner negotiated by Zhang Tingjian, and if Zheng Zhefan's paintings are sold abroad in the future, he will also be able to get a huge commission.

In fact, after yesterday's auction, Zhang Tingjian went to Zheng Zhefan, and when he met Zheng Zhefan, the main reason was to urge Zheng Zhefan to hand over this year's ten paintings to the gallery as soon as possible in accordance with the agreement.

Until now, Zheng Zhefan has not submitted his works.

This made Zhang Tingjian a little anxious.

However, to Zhang Tingjian's relief, Zheng Zhefan has promised that he will deliver all ten works to him by the end of this year.

This means that there is a fairly definite delivery date.

After all, this year is just over a month away.

"I hope there won't be any more moths." Zhang Tingjian said with a wry smile.

He flipped through the newspaper in a flamboyant manner when his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the screen and found that the caller was his boss, Mr. Gao Guxuan.

Zhang Tingjian hurriedly answered the phone.

"Hello Mr. Gagoxuan!" Greetings from Zhang Tingjian.

It's now more than ten o'clock in the morning, and in the United States, of course, it's more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the time is already a little late.

Gao Guxuan suddenly called at this time, indicating that he must have something very urgent to explain.

"Hello Zhang! I saw a report that one of Zheng Zhefan's paintings fetched a high price of one billion Chinese dollars in your country, and this news is accurate, right? Gao Guxuan said on the phone.

"That's right, Zheng Zhefan's "Taiqing Bull Riding Picture" was auctioned for one billion Chinese dollars at the Jiashide Autumn Auction, and all the formalities have been completed and the transaction is confirmed!" Zhang Tingjian said.

"That's great news! This news has now been widely reported by the media in the United States, which has aroused strong interest from the American collecting community and the general public, coupled with our own propaganda, and now Zheng Zhefan's influence in the United States is getting higher and higher, I think the time is ripe to open an art exhibition for him, Zhang, you have to keep an eye on it, and you must urge Zheng Zhefan to hand over the works that should be delivered to us this year as soon as possible. Gao Guxuan said.

"Mr. Gao Guxuan, I have already agreed with Zheng Zhefan on the time to hand in the works, just before the end of this year, you also know that the time when we signed the agreement with Zheng Zhefan is a bit late, and it is not easy for him to complete ten masterpieces in a short time." Zhang Tingjian said.

To be precise, Zheng Zhefan and Gagosian Gallery reached an agreement on the sale of works abroad in mid-September, and it is now mid-November, which is only two months later.

Even for a mature painter, it is remarkable that he can complete three or four works of higher caliber in two months.

Therefore, Zheng Zhefan can promise to deliver all the works by the end of this year, which is quite fast.

"Excellent! Zhang, you've done a good job! If we can have 10 works, we can rent a smaller exhibition hall in the Museum of Modern Art, open a small exhibition for Zheng Zhefan, and invite some important collectors to come to see the exhibition. Gao Guxuan said with great satisfaction.

The so-called art exhibitions are actually held for the purpose of selling paintings.

During the exhibition, there will be many visitors to the exhibition, including many potential buyers.

"Sir, I will not disappoint your expectations." Zhang Tingjian said respectfully.

"Okay, then you're busy." Gagosian said.

"Good night, sir!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Tingjian was excited.

He stood up and walked back and forth in the office: "Zheng Zhefan must be able to become popular, based on his painting videos, he now has a high popularity in the United States." ”

The Gagosian Gallery Huaxia Branch has been open for a while, but it is not doing very well, and its performance is far behind that of other countries.

If there is no chance for the salted fish to turn over, Zhang Tingjian feels that Mr. Gao Guxuan is about to lose patience with himself.

Well, now, as long as the painter Zheng Zhefan he handled can become popular, then he will be able to gain a firm foothold.

However, he said that Zheng Zhefan would leave to return to Yuzhou immediately after participating in the Jiashide autumn auction in the capital.

On the way back, I was on a plane with Pan Lu.

"Zhefan, my grandfather has always regretted that he couldn't take the picture of "Taiqing Bull Riding", he said, he really wanted to take that picture and hang it in the middle hall of the family to worship." Pan Lu said.

"The Taiqing bull riding picture can no longer be drawn, I have promised that this picture will only be painted in a paper version, but I can draw a standing portrait of the Taiqing real person alone and give it to the old man, it should be okay, right?" Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

He could tell that there was a request for painting in her words.

It's just a small request, so why not say yes?

Zheng Zhefan naturally agreed and proposed a compromise plan.

"Huh? Can it really be? Thank you Zhefan, however, we may not be able to give you a high price of one billion for your paintings. Pan Lu said with a smile.

"Silly girl, who do you think of me? Am I the kind of person who drills money eyes? In terms of our relationship, of course this painting was sent. Zheng Zhefan said with a smile.

"Hee-hee, what is our relationship?" Hearing Zheng Zhefan say this, Pan Lu suddenly smiled.

"Then what do you think we're in relationship?" Zheng Zhefan teased her.

"I, I don't know." Pan Lu lowered her head shyly.

"Since the portrait of the Taiqing real person that your grandfather wants is hung up for worship, it is the middle hall, and it can be regarded as a big painting, and when I go back later, I will paint it immediately." Zheng Zhefan rubbed her head and said with a smile.

"Hmmm! My grandfather will be overjoyed to find out the news. Pan Lu said excitedly.

Back in Yuzhou, Pan Lu went to his house with Zheng Zhefan.

Zheng Zhefan set up a studio in his new home.

On the long case in the studio, Zheng Zhefan spread out a six-foot whole paper, and quickly drew a portrait of a real person.