Looking at Fang Yi who was laughing, not only Zheng Yuan was a little strange, but even Xiao Fang Yu, who was sitting at the table and used a small spoon to deal with the thin rice porridge in the bowl, also opened his mouth, and his little face was full of surprise looking at his father.

"Daddy! You're happy to be like this, have you picked up the money? Fang Yu poked the rice porridge in the bowl with a spoon in his hand, looked at his father and asked.

Hearing Xiao Fangyu's words, Yu Qin, who was sitting next to his grandson, couldn't help but be happy, and reached out and touched his grandson's head lovingly. This sentence of the little thing must have been learned by Grandma Ren, neither Fang Yi nor Zheng Yuan would teach this.

Fang Yi didn't mind, he was in a good mood and stretched out his hand and tapped a magazine on the little head of his son next to him: "Pick up more money, and when you grow up, you will marry your daughter-in-law!" ”。

After speaking, Fang Yi stood up with the magazine in his hand and prepared to leave the table.

Zheng Yuan looked at the bowl in front of her husband and said that there was still a small half bowl of porridge left, "I still have a little bit to drink before leaving!" ”。

Fang Yi looked at the things in the bowl, and then looked at his son Xiao Fang's crossbow, the appearance of drinking porridge was like a small thing going to the execution ground. It is estimated that this kid is looking forward to his leftovers, so he doesn't have to drink up the rest of the porridge. Thinking of this, Fang Yi turned back to his body, picked up the bowl and poured the remaining two mouthfuls of rice porridge into his mouth in one go, and then put down the bowl and left the table. Fang Yi was in a good mood and walked upstairs to his study while humming a little tune. Fang Yi is not happy because the magazine does not scold himself or praise himself, with one of the points of view that can be seen in any magazine now, as long as he scolds Bobile this old thing, then he will definitely take Fang Yi with two sentences, who makes both of them postclassical.

Now Fang Yi's mood is good because of the appearance of something in the magazine. It's something I'm very interested in.,A famous work.,And it's a famous work "Winding" that is regarded as a copy of the work.,From Rubens, who likes big butts.。 The so-called authentic works are now in the collection of Western art museums in Japan.

You said that you encountered such a thing early in the morning, did the leak that fell from the sky make Fang Yi very happy.

Humming a little tune along the way. Fang Yi went to his study. I sat down directly on the chair, looked at the magazine in my hand, and then turned the chair around in a circle.

After watching it for five or six minutes, Fang Yi couldn't help but smile and think: Sotheby's doesn't have a long memory at all. Cannavaggio's "Old Qian", which I just made a mistake two years ago, has now made a fuss about this work, and I don't know how it will be if the person who sent it to the auction finds out. Thinking of this, Fang Yi directly reached out and picked up the phone on the table, and reached out to dial Zou Heming's phone number.

"You don't need to rush, as long as the painting is done on Bobille's side, let the people from the Paris branch send it directly to the nearest flight, and you will be able to see Bobiller's latest work in at least ten hours!" As soon as the phone rang, Zou Heming immediately said something to Fang Yi suddenly.

This can't be blamed on Zou Heming's preconceived ideas. Regarding Bobille's works, Fang Yi's heart is now like a cat, and this kitten still stretches out his paws to scratch Fang Yi's heart two or three times, which shows that Fang Yi wants to see what Bobile has drawn in a few days. Therefore, as soon as Fang Yi has time during this time, he will call Zou Heming and urge him. No, Lao Zou has formed a conditioned reflex!

Fang Yile said with a sigh: "It's not about this, it's about the Sotheby's auction in two days!" ”。

"You have a crush on Velázquez's work?" As soon as Zou Heming heard about the auction, he opened his mouth and asked Fang Yi on the other end of the phone, Lao Zou is not Fang Yi, where can he know that among the works sent as a hot field, there is one of them that is so big, it was originally said to be an imitation, and the original copy is now hanging in a Japanese art museum.

"It's like it, but it's too expensive! Even if the reserve price is given to me, I don't have much interest! Fang Yi opened his mouth and smiled and snorted at Zou Heming.

"And what do you like?" When Zou Heming heard this, he immediately felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and asked Fang Yi at this end in a loud voice. As Fang Yi's friend, Lao Zou knew that what Fang Yi had taken a fancy to could never be right or wrong, and if it was hundreds of thousands to a million, it was estimated that Fang Yi would not be of much interest in paying attention, it must be millions, and Zou Heming couldn't help but be excited when he thought of this.

Fang Yile sighed for a moment and said, "Don't say anything else, help me get a phone call when the time comes!" ”。

"What's it, can you tell me first," Zou Heming asked Fang Yi.

"The Buddha said: Don't say it, don't say it! You won't know after two days," Fang Yi said with a smile. If it was a little longer, Fang Yi didn't want Zou Heming to help with this, so he directly asked his lawyer Eposido to help him with this matter, although he was a friend, but he couldn't let him take money and do nothing, it is estimated that Ebo couldn't help it.

It's just that he waited for this matter to appear today, and it's not because of the mess of the magazine during this time, Fang Yi is not in the mood to read it.

Putting down the phone, Fang Yi glanced at the work printed on the magazine again, and kept saying to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't miss it!" If it's a few days late, maybe my bowels will be green! ”。 After speaking, he threw the magazine in his hand on the table, hugged his hands behind his head, and looked up at the works hanging in his study.

Fang Yi said triumphantly: "You are all leaky!" There's another one coming soon! "There are one or two paintings on the wall now, which makes Fang Yi feel a little gray and lonely, and he suddenly feels that this career of picking up leaks should be carried forward.

Who doesn't want to make something big and strong for nothing? However, Fang Yi thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with any better way, or there was no specific channel to pick up leaks professionally, because this thing could only be touched, and if it was touched, it could not be touched, and he could only blame himself for his ugly face and God.

To say that Zou Heming's affairs were done quickly, he did things properly when it was just noon, not only did he entrust him to do it, but he even helped Fang Yi pay the deposit of 700,000 US dollars.

Now all that's left is to get through these two days and wait for the painting to be in your pocket. Now Fang Yi felt that it was not time to celebrate.

When the 700,000 US dollars arrived at Sotheby's, they stayed for two nights, and then they shrank a little and turned into 630,000 and returned to Zou Heming's hands, and at the same time came back with 70,000 yuan from Fang Xiang. In this auction, Fang Yi carefully took two covers, the so-called caution is not a big mistake, so he spent a total of 70,000 US dollars to buy three works, and that one "Feng Huan" cost Fang Yi 13,000 US dollars.

For only $13,000, Rubens' work fell safely into Fang Yi's hands.

Zou Heming personally sent the three works to Fang Yi's home, because in the past few days, Zou Heming's heart has also been like a cat, and he wants to know what Fang Yi has taken a fancy to. No, I personally took the three things I had just photographed, and took the late ones on the flight to Los Angeles.

Waiting for Zou Heming to arrive at Fang Yi's house, the shining stars could already be seen in the sky.

"Yi! Which of these three is what you want! As soon as he got out of the car, Zou Heming asked loudly at Fang Yi. The three works are all imitations, and the imitations that can be listed at Sotheby's naturally have a certain level, so which of these three works is what Fang Yi wants, Zou Heming is not too clear in his heart, Lao Zou does not have Fang Yi's ability.

Fang Yi watched Beavis, who went to pick up people, take the three works out of the car, and then took two steps forward and took the three works from his hand.

"Take these two things and throw them away!" Fang Yi took out the small knife on the key and made a big cross on the two works he didn't want, and then put it back in Beavis's hand.

"This is what you want?" Zou Heming's eyes fell on Rubens's "Winding Around" in Fang Yi's hand, and he said a little incredulously: "Impossible, the real work is now in a Japanese art museum!" ”。 After speaking, he looked at Fang Yi's smiling face, and couldn't help but remember that the person standing in front of him was also an appraisal master. And in Zou Heming's opinion, it seems that Fang Yi is more reliable, because none of the works that Fang Yi has identified have made mistakes.

"Can the Kimbell Art Museum have fakes, but the Japanese museums can't have fake ones?" Fang Yi looked at Zou Heming and said with a smile: "What kind of logic are you?" The thoughts in your head are terrible! ”。

Zou Heming replied with a smile: "The Japanese have a relationship with some farts, and all the paintings in their museum are fake!" ”。 After speaking, following Fang Yi's footsteps, the two walked towards the house, while Beavis carried Zou Heming's salute and prepared to put it in the guest room.

As soon as he entered the door, Xiao Fangyu, who was playing hide-and-seek with his grandparents in the living room, saw Zou Heming come in, and immediately cheered: "Uncle Zou!" With a trot, he ran towards Zou Heming.

Zou Heming forked up the square slur, and then took out a thumb-length thing like a musical instrument from his pocket, put it in his mouth and blew it: Poof~ Woo!

"It's fun!" Fang Yu loves this thing very much, because it blows like a fart!

When this thing arrived in Fang Yu's hands, naturally this living room couldn't stay, and there was a series of fart sounds, who was still in the mood to stay.

"Where did you get this from?" Fang Yi glanced at his son who was blowing a fart sound, and asked while taking Zou Heming upstairs.

Zou Heming said: "This is an African tribal instrument! You don't know, all good instruments are hard to listen to at first, such as violin, saxophone and so on! ”。

"Feelings, my house is now full of this strange voice, and I want to thank you?" Fang Yi said with a smile.

"Thank you for saying otherwise, go up and tell me about this painting, I care about this now!"

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