Chapter 501: The Concept of the Grand Prix

After pulling the calf and setting off the cannon, Fang Yi honestly closed his mouth and started his normal life again. When the day came, I simply packed up my salute and prepared to come to New York.

"Why don't you just bring this stuff, a few more changes of clothes, and formal clothes or something, and you won't just wear your regular clothes when you go to Christen?" Zheng Yuan said with a shy stomach as he helped Fang Yi put some of the clothes he found in the box again.

Fang Yi shook his head and said without mind: "If I hadn't agreed to Heming's side, and this time I would have to beat the side drum for Zhang Xu and Li Lin, with long eyes, I wouldn't have gone to Christine to mess around!" ”。

Zheng Yuan continued to do the work in his hand without raising his head: "Didn't you say that you should go to enjoy the paintings?" How do you look unhappy? ”。

"It's said to be a painting appreciation, how can this thing be taken seriously!" Fang Yi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the clothes into his gift box, as a man, it was really not what Fang Yi wanted to do when he went out, but now that his wife helped him put it in, and it was still a big belly, Fang Yi didn't want to complain about anything.

"They just want to test my true level!" Fang Yi put away his smile and said with a little reluctance on his face: "To be honest, I'm really not interested in making myself look like looking for a job, and what kind of interview do I have!" ”。

Invite yourself to participate in an appreciation meeting, to put it bluntly, it is a nice interview meeting. Christen, the world's second-largest auction house, was told by Zou Heming, and I don't know if it was interested, or because of face or something. said that Fang Yi was invited to have time to go to Christton in New York to appreciate a number of everyone's works.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he was going to give Li Lin and Zhang Xu two friends a little more eyes and confidence, Fang Yicai would not be interested in going to Christton's headquarters in New York to appreciate any broken paintings. To be honest, after hearing Christen's call, Fang Yi had already blacked out the goods. The reason is that letting himself go to New York makes the current Master Fang a little unhappy!

When Fang Yi received the phone call at that time, he thought to himself: Now it's like this, if you give them a job in the future, then don't you call yourself like a grandson? Where to go at every turn, what is New York this time? Next time, it will be Africa, and if you have a little hot brain one day, you will call yourself Antarctica. To go on your own or not to go?

"If you don't want to talk about it, you just honestly say no to Heming, and set so many conditions!" Zheng Yuan glanced at her husband who was sitting on the edge of the bed. Zheng Yuan had already seen that Fang Yi really didn't have much interest in what kind of appraisal he was going to do and make his reputation a little bigger. Fang Yi, who is not short of money at all now and is satisfied with his reputation, is really not interested in getting an extra part-time job.

"Alas!" Fang Yi sighed and said, "This is also a friend, and I've been busy for so long, if I don't go, I won't go." It's a bit unreasonable! ”。 Treat friends. Fang Yi really didn't want to speak so directly and hard, and it was when he had agreed before.

"Then you can drag it!" Zheng Yuan felt that he should bring all the things he should bring, checked the contents of the box from the inside out, and closed the box when he found that there was nothing missing: "I saw that all the things that should be brought have been brought!" ”。

Hearing Zheng Yuan say this, Fang Yi looked at his watch and found that it was almost the same, so he stood up from the edge of the bed and picked up the bag: "Then I'll go!" ”。

"Hmmm! Go down on your own, and I'll get some more sleep!" Zheng Yuan said to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi bent down and kissed his wife lightly on the head. He went out with his suitcase and walked downstairs.

As soon as he left the door, he saw his son Xiao Xiao wearing small pants, looking at him with a toy in the crook of a small hand, and walked to his son's side with a smile. Fang Yi squatted down and touched his son's head.

"Dad, I'm going to play with you too!" Fang Yu stared at the box that his father was dragging in his hand.

Fang Yi didn't want to take this small oil bottle with him when he went out, even if he brought Fang Yi, he didn't think that he could watch his son, in case he lost it, maybe his wife could throw himself out, so he had to say with a stern face: "Dad is going to work, you also have a job at home, that is, take care of your mother, this task is very important, you are a little man!" ”。

Children, two good words like this, I don't know how many pounds and taels I have, I heard that my father gave me the task of taking care of my mother, Xiao Fang Yu was very happy and immediately saluted his father with an irregular military salute: "Okay, sir!" ”。

Fang Yu also returned a military salute to his son, and wanted to say a few words of praise to his son, but he heard his mother's voice from another room: "Xiao Yu, go to grandma's place to eat peach su!" ”。 For Fang Yi to go to New York, no one in the family takes it too seriously now. Yu Qin's mind is on her grandson, and now it is estimated that Fang Yi is in the heart of the old lady, and the only remaining role is to give her old man a grandson.

When this sound came, Xiao Fang immediately forgot his task of taking care of his mother, let go of his father, and ran to his grandmother's house.

Fang Yi looked at his son, who had no shadow for a moment, smiled, took his salute downstairs, and then got into the car. Beavis watched his boss get into the car, and immediately started the car and ran towards the airport.

When I arrived in New York, it was the gallery staff who came to pick up Fang Yi at the airport, and as for why Zou Heming didn't come, it was because this kid went to China and is now tossing and forming a Chinese company.

Sent Fang Yi to the door of the hotel, Fang Yi asked the family to go back, checked in to the lobby, and waited for the elevator to get out of the elevator on the floor of his room, Fang Yi saw Zhang Xu's fat body appear in the corner of the corridor, of course, there was Li Lin sitting next to him.

In addition to these two people, there is a young girl.,It doesn't seem to be very old.,It's really not too much to say that it's beautiful.,It's a bit too ugly.,Anyway, it's a middle-class girl in appearance.。 It looks like this should be a translator, and Zhang Xu's English is just like that. When he arrives abroad, he can still take care of himself in basic life, so Li Lin doesn't mention it.

Seeing Fang Yi get off the elevator, the three of them all stood up.

"Why are you here now! We didn't go out all day to play how. I've been waiting for you, until now! Zhang Xu walked to Fang Yi's side. Zhang Xu and Li Lin came a few days early, Li Lin used to watch New York on TV, this time when he went abroad, it was the first time for a big girl to go on a sedan chair, so naturally she had to have a good time and have fun.

"Airplanes are not lightning!" Fang Yi smiled and Zhang Xu followed behind the salute waiter and walked towards the room.

After entering the room, Zhang Xu first sent the waiter with a tip, and then sent away his own translator. Let her go out and play freely today, and come back tomorrow to take the two of her out.

Waiting for no outsiders in the room, Zhang Xu asked Fang Yi, "You tell me the truth." How much is a Vermeer thing worth? ”。

Fang Yi hadn't opened the bag yet, and after listening to Zhang Xu's words, he asked, "How did I know, it's possible to be millions and tens of millions!" It's really depressing to draw things, and if I were asked to say a million, I wouldn't be interested. But if it's on the auction. That's millions of dollars! But it's hard to say, in case there are people who like to spend a lot of money! It's really hard to get a very accurate price for a work of art, it's too idealistic, people who like it just like it, and people who don't like it see it as worthless."

After speaking, Fang Yi opened his box, ready to pack out some of his commonly used things. In Fang Yi's opinion, this work is really not very valuable, saying that Vermeer is not his own style, but the style of a big fart lover. I guess it was Rubens's, but it wasn't painted by this one. You say tangled not tangled. As mentioned above, Fang Yi didn't know how to define it well, and for people like Fang Yi, it was completely a standard chicken rib.

Li Lin asked Fang Yi at this time: "Zhang Xu asked Lu Qikun a few people, and the price given was not less than a few million dollars, would it be such a high price?" ”。

"How do I know this!" Fang Yi was a little puzzled, looked at the two of them strangely and asked, "Why are you asking so much?" The money and the paintings are not ours, the paintings are now Japanese, and the money is for the future to buy the paintings, so you two will have to pay so much for the money! ”。

Li Lin saw that Fang Yi was about to reach out to rummage through the contents of the box again, and couldn't help but press the lid of the box and looked at Fang Yi and said, "If one or two million Zhang Xu and I don't say anything, this is a lot of millions and ten million, and it's not a small amount of dollars!" We can't just take so much of your money at once! ”。

"It's not my money!" Fang Yi looked at the two friends and said.

Li Lin said: "This is your money!" You have this vision to have such an opportunity to make this money. So, who's not yours? When Zhang Xu and I came, I said that no matter how much this painting sells, you should at least account for 70% of the money! ”。

Fang Yi felt a little relieved when he heard this, because his two friends could still think about themselves in the face of this situation, at least this not too greedy temperament made him much more satisfied. However, for Fang Yi, even if he received the seventy percent, nine times out of ten he would donate it, there was really not much difference between wanting it and not.

After pondering for a moment in his heart, Fang Yi said to the two of them: "You see if this is okay, I won't take anything seven, you give me forty percent!" ”。

Seeing that Li Lin and Zhang Xu were about to speak, Fang Yi raised his hand and motioned for the two to listen to him: "You guys listen to me finish speaking."

After Fang Yi finished saying what he would do with the money, he continued: "You can donate the forty percent I deserve to the country, and don't use my name, count me as learning from Lei Feng!" If you still can't think about it, then pull two more domestic partners! Anyway, don't bother me with dead brain cells! If it was Vermeer or Rubens, you wouldn't think I would sue you! ”。

Li Lin and Zhang Xu couldn't help but shake their heads when they heard this, they were all friends who knew Fang Yi's temperament, and they both talked about it, so it was not good to say anything more.

Zhang Xu nodded his head and said, "Then let's do it, what organization do you say to donate to!" Charitable? ”。

"Whoever you love, whoever goes!" Fang Yi shook his head and said.

"Why don't we set up a fund for young artists to support ourselves?" Zhang Xu said again. Seeing that Fang Yi didn't mind, he talked about the matter as a whole.

Listening to Zhang Xu's words, Fang Yi said with a smile: "This thing can't be thought of in a day!" You've been thinking about it for a long time, right? ”。

"I've been thinking about it for a year or two, but I've made some money, and I've asked a lot of people! If we hold any competition with prize money, we will not be able to take the road of charity......" Zhang Xu began to say.

"Then do it! If the income comes this year, I will also make up one or two million for this Grand Prix! After hearing this, Fang Yi agreed with Zhang Xu's suggestion.

Li Lin said: "Then this Grand Prix will hang your name!" Fang Yi Sketching Competition? Fang Yi Quick Painting Competition? ”。

When Fang Yi heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Hurry up and extinguish this thought, I only ask you for one thing, this thing has nothing to do with me at all, I'm asking for trouble like this!" Tell you that this thing must not have anything to do with me, what is it called, Zhang Xu Li Lin Competition, I have no opinion at all! ”。

Looking at Fang Yi, it seems that this is a hot potato, he has nothing to do with his own name, what are you doing to grab the limelight! (To be continued......)