"Good!"

Ai Mei'er nodded, she smiled sweetly at Zheng Zhefan and said, "Zheng, you will definitely agree, right?"

"Yes! Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info," Zheng Zhefan said.

Zheng Zhefan didn't expect that his "Net" could be sold for 200 million US dollars.

The price is really too high.

According to the exchange rate, it is more than 1.365 billion Chinese dollars.

That's a good start.

Although he doesn't have much of a sense of money, he is happy to see that his paintings can be sold for a lot of money.

It's also a sign of your own success, isn't it?

You must know that among the artists who are still alive in modern times, there is not a single artist whose works exceed 100 million US dollars!

Only a handful of historically famous artists can touch the $100 million ceiling.

These people include Gauguin, Van Gogh, Picasso and others.

If you can exceed 100 million US dollars, it means that you have become a super-first-class art master.

Gao Guxuan smiled happily and said: "Since Mr. Zheng has agreed, then, Miss Ai Meier, I want to congratulate you, you have obtained this amazing work! This painting is definitely a great value, it is not worse than those classic masterpieces in the past, it is shining with beauty throughout, it will surely become a masterpiece, shining in a prominent position in the temple of human art!"

As he spoke, he asked the staff to mark a sign that had been sold next to the painting, which meant that someone had already bought the painting.

"Yes, I highly agree with Mr. Gagosian's evaluation, this painting is indeed a rare masterpiece in the history of human art! I am very happy that I can have this masterpiece. Mr. Gagoxuan, I hope that when I leave, I will be able to take this painting with me, is that okay?" said to Gagoxuan.

"No problem!" said Gao Guxuan.

"Of course, when I take the painting away, I will settle the cost of the painting. Ai Meier said.

"It's really a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that such a painting may be difficult to see in the future. Joyce shook her head and sighed.

"Mr. Rockefeller, you can also buy other paintings by Zheng, and I think every one of his paintings is a masterpiece. Gagosian said to Joyce with a smile.

Ai Mei'er looked at Zheng Zhefan again at this time, and said with a smile: "Zheng, can you exchange a contact information?" I like your paintings very much, and I also like you as a person, maybe we can become very good friends in the future." ”

"Yes, but my phone is a Chinese number. Zheng Zhefan smiled.

"It doesn't matter. Ai Meier said.

The two exchanged contact information.

Gao Guxuan watched this scene from the sidelines, feeling a little uncomfortable. He was worried that Zheng Zhefan and Ai Meier were trading privately, in that case, he would not be able to earn agency fees.

"Next, please continue to follow Mr. Zheng's footsteps and enjoy the next amazing masterpiece!" Gao Guxuan said.

Zheng Zhefan shrugged, and he moved on to the next painting.

The painting is "The Gates of Hell".

The painting has a very strange tone and the characters are very eerie.

The background of the painting is rocky, gloomy and bleak, and depressed. In the midst of the vast valley, the water of the great rivers is surging and the waves are surging.

The river was blood-red, and there seemed to be countless skeletons floating in the blood.

And in the sky, above the clouds, the clouds and mist curl, in the mist, there are looming ghosts, these ghosts are hideous and terrifying, terrifying.

However, it is between this strange and terrifying background that there are strange flowers.

Those flowers bloom so enchantingly, so tempting.

It was as if an intoxicating fragrance soaked the paper and emanated.

And among the flowers, there are all kinds of bewitching sexy and charming beautiful women with long sleeves and good dances, fluttering like fairies, and they are indulging in carnival.

These women are enchanting to the extreme.

Their bodies are fiery, their charming figures loom in the background, and they are deeply attracted at a glance.

After seeing this painting, these collectors were also greatly shocked in their hearts.

This painting is really meaningful.

A simple two-dimensional picture, but the story content it contains is grand and imaginative.

"Zheng, there seems to be an animated version of this painting, right?" Joyce Rockefeller asked, looking at Zheng Zhefan.

"Yes, there is indeed an animated version, and the interpretation is clearer and more clear. Zheng Zhefan nodded in acknowledgement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to see an animated interpretation of the painting 'The Gates of Hell', please look at the big screen here, I'll play it for you now!" said Gagosian in time.

In this small exhibition hall, there is an LCD screen hanging on the wall.

Gagosian used the remote control in his hand to turn on this LCD TV screen.

The sound of eerie seductive music sounded.

The sound of this music is full of sensual orgies and all kinds of blood-pumping sounds.

A great river rolled through, the blood-red water rolled, the waves lapped against each other, the white bones in the river were craggy, and the skeletons disappeared with the waves.

It's eerie and terrifying, and it's creepy.

Above the sky, the ghosts are flying.

They squeaked and screamed, chilling and chilling, and they wandered and wandered, waiting for food to arrive.

As soon as the picture turned, the scene changed abruptly.

Between the rocks on the top of the mountain, the flowers are blooming and swaying in the wind. The enchanting scent of flowers fills the valley like mist and smoke.

The women among the flowers are all alive.

Their bodies are so graceful, and their bodies are full of temptation. The charming eyes are firing at any moment, and the exposed flesh is shining with desire.

They dance sultry dances, and every gesture they make is sexually suggestive.

When Zheng Zhefan heard it, many men were swallowing saliva.

They looked greedily at the woman in the picture, and their eyes were full of unconcealed desire to grab.

Their Adam's apple trembled, and that exposed their hearts.

The picture changes again.

This time, it shows the scene of the upper layer of this strange picture.

This is the world.

The sun is shining brightly, and the air here is so refreshing.

However, in the whole picture, there are many people, both men and women, wielding hoes, shovels, and all other tools to dig the ground.

Some have dug a large pit in the ground.

Such a pit has dug through the thick layer of earth that separates the earth from hell.

They greedily leaned down and looked at the tempting scenery in the middle of hell, and then, unable to bear the temptation, jumped one after another, and after they jumped, they became the prey of the ghosts that roamed in the upper space of hell, and were eaten clean and fell into the rolling river of blood.

These desperate people who jumped into hell went on and on......