Who else could be riding a motorcycle other than Anders? Seeing his appearance, Fang Yi jumped over the ditch again and walked to the side of the motorcycle, stretched out his hand and shook the handle: "This thing looks pretty good!" ”。

Looking at the words on the fuel tank, Fang Yizhi said that this thing is called Ducati, the fiery red body has outrageously wide wheels, and two exhaust pipes that are almost bright and blind to his eyes, and the whole body shines with a kind of mechanical industrial beauty.

Fang Yi stretched out his hand and touched it twice, then looked at Anders and asked, "Why did you think of playing this?" ”。

"I've always liked motorcycles, but I didn't have money before, and when I had money, I didn't have a place to put it, but now I have money and a place to put it, of course, I have to buy it, my car is great," Anders hugged his helmet on his chest, and asked Fang Yi as he rode on the bike so swaggeringly.

Fang Yi nodded in agreement and said, "Not bad! Not to mention the identity of an artist, as a young man, Fang Yi certainly thinks it is very good when he looks at such a beautiful motorcycle. As for the very good, the next stable one is going to be tested.

Pushing at Anders, who was riding on a motorcycle, he said, "You come down, let me play!" ”。

Hearing that Fang Yi wanted to play, Anders stepped out of the car, and then put the helmet ready to be handed over to Fang Yi.

"What the hell are you going to do with this!" Fang Yi took the car and felt that this thing was really heavy, but thinking about it, such a big guy certainly wanted this weight.

Fang Yi, who got into the car, shook his head and looked at it: "How to drive?" ”。

Anders was stunned when he heard this: "You don't know how to start the road?" ”。

"Nonsense! If you know how to open the Dao, I'll ask you," Fang Yi turned his head and said casually.

"What if you go in the ditch?" After Anders finished speaking, he asked Fang Yi.

"Isn't it okay to dig it out of the ditch," Fang Yi lit the fire as Anders taught. With the addition of the throttle, it slowly opened, and the speed was very slow, although it was shaky, but it was not enough to go to the ditch. Anders walked behind the car with his helmet in his hand. After walking two steps, he began to trot, because Fang Yi added a little throttle.

This rumbled like driving a small tractor, stopped at the door of the house where Artur lived, and led Artur out, looking at Fang Yi riding a cart, followed by Anders in a leather coat and holding a helmet trotting, Artur shook his head and turned around and walked directly into the house.

Fang Yi got out of the car. He propped up the car and went into the house with Anders.

A few people here have a good life, but Zou Heming is busy there.

"Did the fine sweep come out?" Zou Heming stood at the door of his office. He asked the female secretary.

"It's been delivered, and it's being placed in the showroom!" The little secretary said to his boss.

When Zou Heming heard this, he immediately walked towards the exhibition hall, and when he saw the boss walking out, the little secretary naturally got up from his seat and followed behind Zou Heming.

Since the painting one was shipped back. Zou Heming found some experts in appraisal to evaluate Fang Yi's work in terms of technique and overall effect. After listening to the high praise given by these people, Zou Heming entered the next step and swept away the surviving piece of this work.

I hurriedly walked to the exhibition hall, and there were more than a dozen finely swept works on the ground, of course, it was impossible to hang so many of them on the wall. Zou Heming squatted down and looked carefully at the things that had been swept out.

"Put these things in duplicate, one A and one B, and send them to the people on the list, and ask them to comment on which one is the real one and which one is a copy." Zou Heming instructed his secretary and said, "It will be sent out tomorrow."

The secretary listened as he wrote it down in his notebook.

Zou Heming's idea for this step is very simple, that is, let some well-known experts in distinguishing Rembrandt's works to distinguish it. Which one is Rembrandt's original handiwork, the one marked with the letter A prepared for these people is the original handiwork, and the B one is a work copied or painted by Fang Yi.

Zou Heming believed that some of these people must be interested in this forgery and wanted to come to his side to take a look. Of course, the people Zou Heming wants to send to are all authoritative figures in this industry, and half-tone people don't have to waste that energy. Zou Heming, who has already been identified, predicts that at least half of these pundits will be wrong. And what Zou Heming wants is this effect.

Facts have proved that Zou Heming's abacus made a little mistake, each of these people guessed the real work correctly, these people are almost Rembrandt who has seen it all his life, this real work has been seen countless times, it can be exaggerated to say that even every stroke is remembered clearly, from some small details are different to easily determine that B is an imitation. However, Zou Heming can be regarded as crooked, even if it is a copy of the B picture of Zhilu Road, several British experts still came to New York to ask to see this imitation.

When a few Englishmen walked into the exhibition hall of Lawrence Gallery, they saw a work that almost looked like a wall, and none of them thought that the imitator had completed the work. No one knows what is painted on the missing part of the road, but as far as my current work is concerned, there is nothing wrong with it on the whole. The whole work exudes a pure Rembrandt style.

"If I hadn't seen the original work countless times, I would have thought of it as Rembrandt's work, and it was the pinnacle of it," one of the experts, Hank, sat up and down the elevator and looked at it for an hour and a half, to his colleague Weir.

Will nodded after hearing this: "The level of imitation is indeed quite high, if it weren't for the difference between the canvas and the paint, I wouldn't be able to distinguish it!" ”。

Zou Heming next to him was a little puzzled when he heard it, and now you say that you can't distinguish it, how can you guess which one is the real one when you look at the fine sweeping things. He asked this question to a few Englishmen.

"We've seen too much, and to be honest, if this work were to appear with the original work in the Swedish Museum, I'd probably probably think this one is the real thing and the other one is a copy!" ”。

Looking at Zou Heming, he still didn't understand, and another expert standing next to him, Mike, said: "We have all seen too many of that work, and some of the tiny local brushstrokes on that work look a little not Rembrandt's level, and these substandard places are completely invisible in this imitation, and the whole work maintains a very high standard."

After listening to others, Zou Heming understood: it turned out that the painting was too good. In the past, the creation of oil paintings was a process that took time, and some works were fast in two or three months. It normally takes half a year or even a few years to complete a work, and in a short period of time, it is inevitable that the artist will sometimes lose such a standard. Maybe it's influenced by the outside world, or maybe it's the fluctuation of the artist's own thoughts. Therefore, when evaluating an artist's achievements in Europe and the United States, you should not look at how many works you have painted, but look at your masterpieces, and judge the status of an artist by your masterpieces.

When several Britons stayed in New York for two or three days, several people completely pounced on Fang Yi's imitation, and after reading it, they also gave very good reviews.

Zou Heming originally wanted to make some trouble, but now this plan is bankrupt. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and called Fang Yi over, which meant that I wanted to wait a little longer, waiting for myself to come up with a good way to make Fang Yi less blamed.

Fang Yi listened to Zou Heming's words, handed it over to you directly, and hung up the phone. In Fang Yi's opinion, he just needs to make up for it. As for when it will be exhibited to the public, I have been comfortable with my birthday these days, and I feel that this matter is not too important.

Just as Zou Heming was racking his brains to think of a strategy, he heard his secretary walk in and said that a collector had called and said that he wanted to see the work.

Hearing this person's name, Zou Heming was first surprised: How did he know that I have this work here? And then there's a joy. Because this man's name is Ronald? Lauder! One of the most famous works of the famous American art collector was the recent $135 million acquisition of Klimt's Adele? Bloch? Bauer I.

Zou Heming took the phone number handed over by the secretary from his hand, immediately dialed the phone, and then made an appointment with the tycoon.

After putting down the phone, Zou Heming's mood relaxed a little, and in his heart he hoped that the tycoon would bring Fang Yi's work back, if the transaction was successful, then even when it was on public display, the critics would laugh at Fang Yi less, and these people were afraid that they would laugh at the tycoon even more violently.

On the one hand, he can collect money and transfer the firepower, Zou Heming is naturally ready to promote this single business. First of all, let the secretary collect the information of this high-roller and see what this person likes, so that he can better seize the opportunity to push the work out.

After looking at it for a few minutes, Mr. Lauder's face showed interest, and he turned to Zou Heming and asked, "How much does this work cost?" ”。

"Three million dollars?" Zou Heming opened his mouth and gave an offer.

"Three .7 million? This price is a bit high, 2.5 million. It's just an imitation, it shouldn't have such a high price," Lauder said to Zou Heming.

Zou Heming insisted: "Is it Yi? Fang's imitation is calculated according to the area, and the total price is enough for 3.7 million, and no matter how low the price is, there is no meaning of selling." It is impossible for the price to be below three million, because Fang Yi has already said that he will not sell it if it is less than three million, and he will keep it for himself and put it at home later.

After saying this, Zou Heming was about to take out some more words from his head, but who knew that the tycoon waved his hand and said, "Then this price, I bought it!" ”。 After speaking, he took out the check directly from his pocket and wrote down $3.7 million with his hand on the brush!

With a stab, the check was detached from the checkbook and handed to Zou Heming. (To be continued......)