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In fact, befriending Chanel still has a little benefit to Situ Nan. After returning from the ball game, Situ Nan accompanied Laura to an art exhibition in Paris.

There are many women in Paris who have large pockets and pursue art, and Chanel is one of them. She often sponsors artists who are not yet talented and organizes art exhibitions for them, and she has also benefited a lot from them.

The exhibition was in an unknown alley, and on the street, Situ Nan had to get out of the car and walk in.

The streets of Paris are neat and clean, cafés and bookstores are everywhere, the air is filled with the faint smell of coffee, and people sit on benches under the tall plane trees to read or discuss.

Such an environment is very comfortable, and it is very suitable for literary and artistic young people to enjoy the French romance and leisure. Along the way, Situ Nan saw a lot of street artists.

This kind of person is not difficult to recognize in Paris, with fluffy hair, somewhat poor clothing, holding a musical instrument, a drawing board, or a book, a page and a pen, gentle and attentive eyes, sometimes they do some small business, draw for passers-by, and more often enjoy the warm and peaceful afternoon sun.

At the corner of the street, Situ Nan saw a handsome blond guy painting, with a certain hat next to him, although he couldn't see what was inside, but Situ Nan knew that it must be money.

The warm sun shone on the guy's face, his eyes were focused and energetic, and a pair of skillful hands moved the pen on the paper like flying, not disturbed by the outside world at all.

Situ Nan stopped, and suddenly felt that the guy was a bit like Jack. Jack? Dawson, the hapless young painter he met on the Titanic 12 years ago.

That guy was doing the same job in Paris, right?

Situ Nan thought to himself, touched his beard that was a little stiff on his chin, and felt that time had slowed down all of a sudden, and a faint sadness surged in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Laura saw Situ Nan standing there steadily, looking at the young man in front of her painting, and had some doubts in her heart.

"I just think that guy looks like a friend I used to know." Situ Nan sighed softly.

"Oh!" Laura urged, "Let's go!" We're almost late. ”

"There's no hurry. Let's go draw a picture! Situ Nan took Laura's hand and walked over, just as the customer in front of him left. Soon it will be their turn.

"Beautiful lady, tilt your head a little more, take care to keep smiling, be natural. Very good...... Situ Nan and Laura sat side by side on the bench, following the painter's instructions, and in a few moments, a precious painting was completed.

Situ Nan looked at the painting, and the expressions of the two people on it were quite realistic. The couple sat on a bench on the streets of Paris, free and uninhibited, and there were not many opportunities to think about it.

"That guy has good drawing skills, and he can eat mixed rice!" Situ Nan smiled and nodded at the painter. Hand the painting to Laura and reach for the money.

I looked for a while and couldn't find my wallet, and I was a little funny, but the cigarettes and lighters didn't fall.

"Is this okay?" Situ Nan took out a cigar and gestured at the guy.

See a fine cigar stretched out in front of you. The guy was stunned, and immediately his eyes lit up, and he nodded with a smile.

"Ding!" With a crisp metallic sound, Situ Nan lit the painter's fire.

"Authentic Cuban cigars, good stuff!" The guy puffed out a puff of smoke beautifully, revealing his white teeth. Looking at Situ Nan smiling, the price of a cigar was enough to pay for the painting.

Situ Nan nodded, turned to leave, took two steps, and threw the lighter in his hand to the other party, leaving only the bright sun in his mind, the scene of a young painter enjoying a cigar comfortably on the street.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the exhibition, Chanel's signature fragrance greeted me: "Monsieur William." Mrs. William, we have a meeting. Welcome, today I want to introduce you to a few great paintings. ”

"Thank you." Laura was delighted when she heard this, and enthusiastically took Chanel's hand.

Although the location of the exhibition is a bit remote, the works on display are really good, and many well-known people have come, and a small number of people from the Parisian fashion circle have come.

Of course, this popularity is naturally measured by the standards of a few decades later, both in terms of the paintings on display and the people who collect them.

"I'll just go for a walk, you go get busy!" Situ Nan said to Laura.

"Okay. I went with Mademoiselle Chanel to talk about something. Laura smiled sweetly, satisfied with Situ Nan's empathy, this kind of occasion is not only suitable for watching art exhibitions, but also suitable for them to chat with women.

Situ Nan actually knows a little about this art, but he mainly judges the quality of paintings based on the name of the painter.

For example, he stood in front of a painting called "Dance", looking left and right, looking forward and backward, frowning slightly, not knowing how to comprehend the profound artistic conception of the work.

"Any questions?" A woman next to her looked at Situ Nan with some displeasure. She is blonde and blue-eyed, young and beautiful, well-dressed, and the Chanel No. 5 perfume on her body, faint, Situ Nan is too familiar.

"Oh! No problem, it's just that I don't know much about art, and I don't know how to appreciate it after watching it for a long time. Situ Nan laughed quietly, pointed to the author of the painting and nodded, "This guy is good, he should have some ability." ”

"Huh." The woman thought it was funny when she saw Situ Nan's determined appearance, but in fact, she also took a fancy to the painting.

"The work that Mr. Picasso just finished this year is a painting of the stage of Parisian female dancers and the relationship between their lives, which is very good, and I like it very much."

The woman explained with a smile.

I knew he was Picasso, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered to look at it?

Situ Nan said with a smile in his heart, Picasso's may have a lot of collections, and basically all the ones that can be bought in the market have been bought. Although his artistic appreciation has not improved, he can still recognize Picasso's signature.

I didn't expect to meet this work in this exhibition, it was really effortless! Situ Nan was secretly happy in his heart, and he didn't come out for a trip in vain.

"Oh! Is it? Like this. Situ Nan replied lightly, and glanced at the painting again. Nodding his head, he muttered casually, "I also like stage actresses, Parisian women, ballet women are very good." ”

"It's vulgar!" The woman's face turned cold when she heard this, and she glanced at Situ Nan, such some works fell in the eyes of this guy, which really tarnished elegant art.

"Huh!" Situ Nan was not annoyed and shrugged his shoulders, although Picasso's works did not know how to appreciate. But Situ Nan knows a lot about his character.

"Isn't it? Lao Ba is inspired by women's stimulation of him, most of his works are related to women, and each masterpiece is that he and a woman rub out of love. ”

Situ Nan retorted.

After saying that, I turned around and left, and went to the café next to me to drink coffee.

"What a strange man, but he seems to know Picasso very well!" The woman watched Situ Nan sitting not far away, sipping coffee, the corners of her mouth slightly curled, revealing a disdainful smile. Looking at him like that, no matter how elegant art is, it seems to him that it is nothing more than that.

Doesn't this guy know that the paintings around him are monumental works of art? So proud?

The woman stomped her foot. A little angry, thinking of something, rolled his eyes, and walked over with a smile.

"Sir, you seem to know a lot about Monsieur Picasso. Can you tell me about it? He is the artist I admire the most. ”

The woman's bright smile was hard to refuse. Situ Nan was slightly stunned, and thought: Lao Tzu just thinks that Picasso guy has been romantic all his life, and he is only quick to be jealous of him, if you want to be specific, Picasso has many lovers. How can you say it clearly? Besides, is it necessary to focus too much on these things?

"Mademoiselle Chanel seems to be familiar with Monsieur Picasso, and I can introduce you to you. But you have to tell me, what's your name? Situ Nan looked at the woman interestingly.

Listening to her accent just now, it should be American.

"Kate? Vanderbilt. What about you? The woman looked at Situ Nan with some smugness.

"The Vanderbilt family?" Situ Nan was a little surprised. I couldn't help but glance at the other party again, and there seemed to be a shadow of old Vanderbilt between the eyebrows.

"Yes. But that's nothing. Kate nodded casually, her face calm.

"It turned out to be a railroad family, but I didn't expect to see Miss Vanderbilt here." Situ Nan nodded with a smile and took the initiative to reach out to introduce himself, "Stoney? William, from the William family in Los Angeles, Hollywood. ”

"So you're just—" Kate's eyes lit up. Holding her chest, she looked at Situ Nan with a look of surprise, young and handsome, with black hair and black eyes, the William family in Los Angeles, which suddenly reminded her of the name she had heard for a long time.

Once upon a time, she also heard the elder Vanderbilt inadvertently complain that Pittsburgh Mellon was moving too quickly, or the Vanderbilt family would have been able to marry a gifted man.

"You, know me?" Situ Nan was a little puzzled, looked at the Hamilton watch on his wrist, and said, "I know, I have to thank Mr. Vanderbilt for selling me the shares of Hamilton Company, is he okay?" I haven't seen him in a while. ”

"It's okay." Kate mentioned that the old Vanderbilt's eyes darkened, and although the man gave him a rich material life, he was very weak emotionally with each other since childhood.

The thoughtful Situ Nan did not continue to discuss the Vanderbilt family, and shifted the topic to art.

Kate is an art lover, and unlike an opportunistic businessman like Situ Nan, she has a good art appreciation ability, and of course she is also engaged in the art collecting business, which is a topic that the two can talk about.

"Mr. William has taken a fancy to that painting, has he?" Kate looked at Situ Nan with a smile.

"Yes. I heard that the guy is good, and I plan to buy it back and collect it. Situ Nan said frankly that there are still a lot of Picasso's treasures at home.

"Can you give it to me? I love it? Kate looked at Situ Nan with some pleading.

"Why?" Situ Nan was noncommittal.

"I like to have the opportunity to hold exhibitions in the future, to build an art museum in New York, to hold a big art exhibition every two years, I like the works of Picasso and other painters, and I hope that their works will appear in my art exhibition, and dedicate art to more people."

Kate raised her head and stared at Situ Nan, with some faint radio waves in her eyes, which made Situ Nan's heart a little numb.

"No problem. I'll buy it and give it to you! Situ Nan said briskly.

I sighed in my heart, Paris is so small, the world is so small, I didn't expect to come out once, I actually met this seemingly famous woman from the Vanderbilt family, and decades later, the world-famous biennial art exhibition started from this woman in front of me. (To be continued) RQ

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