Chapter 138: The Promise
The mayor of Yangon himself needs to treat Chen Shenglin as a guest, so that the real rich people will not care about a little money.
Mr. Chen just said that he wanted the middle school student's painting, but did not say the price.
If you think about it with your ass, you can know that the cost is less than that of an ordinary car, and the police inspector feels cold for Mr. Chen.
What's even more rare is that
Mr. Chen actually gave the other party his own personal business card.
Even if he wants to contact the other party, he can only call the other party's secretary's mobile phone.
Daddy is going to marvel at the good fortune of this little one.
It's not a good thing to say.
If Mr. Chen didn't mean to give money, he really looked at the other party.
Favors are more valuable gifts than money, and even the painters at the top of the list of East Asian artists will gladly agree to be able to rely on a painting to match the line of wealthy businessmen and magnates in other countries.
"I'm sorry, I'm ...... I can't guarantee you for the time being, but I have a very important arrangement for this painting. Gu Weijing groaned.
"I don't know what to do!" The secretary frowned.
He knew that his boss seemed elegant and easy-going, but in fact, he never liked the feeling of being rejected, and only Mr. Chen denied other people's requests.
The olive branch has been extended to you, and it is to reward you with face.
Qinggao can be, but in the face of such a good opportunity, it would be very shameless to refuse without interest.
"What, you don't want to sell?"
Chen Shenglin was also stunned for a moment.
The collector stared into the young man's eyes, judging if the other party was pretentious and wanted to raise his own value or something.
If that were the case, it would be a disappointment.
The trick commonly used by street handicraft vendors to refuse and welcome wants to play in front of business predators like themselves. It's really a bit of a misnomer, and the key is that it's stupid.
Again
Chen Shenglin moved the idea of buying a painting just because he admired this young man.
In Gu Weijing, he felt that he saw the shadow of a very pure art worker.
He liked the painting, but he didn't have to buy it.
No matter how good the works of middle school students are, what is the comparison with the tens of millions of dollars in famous paintings they have collected?
Chen Shenglin was a little unhappy.
He originally wanted to walk away, however, Chen Shenglin found that the other party's eyes seemed to be very clear, without a trace of philistine and greed.
"Is this painting really important to you? Give me a reason. He asked patiently.
"Mr. Chen, I am honored that you like this painting, but this is the work I plan to use for the exhibition." Gu Weijing looked at the draft on the easel, and his tone was apologetic and sincere, "So it's inconvenient to sell it for the time being, at least not in the near future." β
The vast majority of art exhibitions almost always require that the artist have the ownership of his or her own work before participating in the exhibition.
Traditional art exhibitions already have the function of selling paintings for artists and organizers, and even have small auctions directly interspersed with the exhibition schedule.
Your paintings are all booked out in advance, what else do I sell here?
Of course, high-profile international art exhibitions are more cold, and they are less willing to be linked to money.
However, there are limitations.
Moreover, after the exhibition, the exhibited works, especially the award-winning ones, may have a special exhibition period, and may be displayed in the city's local art museum for a few months or half a year.
In a nutshell
It is really inconvenient for him to promise the works of the exhibition to someone now.
"Art exhibition?" Chen Shenglin looked at Gu Weijing for a moment, "There haven't been any important art exhibitions in Myanmar recently. β
"It's the Singapore International Art Biennale in the second half of the year."
Most of the onlookers were expressionless.
I am not a professional painting lover or collector, and I don't have a specific concept of this kind of international art exhibition.
Hearing that Gu Weijing wanted to participate in the art exhibition, many people even looked a little disapproving.
Stupidity.
It would be nice to have another work in the exhibition.
Oil paintings can be painted again after they are sold, and this opportunity to curry favor with the rich may be this once in a lifetime.
However, Chen Shenglin, who knew how to do it, was a little awe-inspiring.
"This year's Lion City Art Fair? Student group? It is true that there is this level, and in the whole of Southeast Asia for so many years, counting the surrounding countries, there may not be ten young students who can participate in the student group of foreign art biennials. β
"It's the master group, and I have submitted the registration form to the organizing committee, and my goal is to win the award."
"Well, that's ambitious."
Hearing Gu Weijing's words, Mr. Chen stared at the draft for a moment, sighed and said, "I am presumptuous to say this. β
"What kind of exhibition is this...... Is it so powerful? Daddy was surprised.
"The International Art Biennale has always been the cradle of great artists, and the works of well-known artists who can win awards in the master category. Even if there is no capital speculation, it should not be difficult to sell it for a small $100,000 casually. β
"A hundred thousand dollars?"
That's the wages of Myanmar's wage earners for more than a decade.
A painting is 100,000 dollars, and only one painting is drawn every month, which is also millions of dollars a year.
Mr. Police Officer raised his eyebrows, looked at his daughter's middle school classmates, and said incredulously, "Just him?" β
"It's really difficult, and that's what the carp jumped over the dragon gate. At present, the youngest award-winning painter in the international mainstream art biennale should be Tang Ning, a close disciple of Mr. Cao Xuan, and should also be the person who will resist the future of Chinese painting art. She won a gold medal at the Magic City Art Exhibition that year. β
Chen Shenglin is very familiar with the art auction market, and casually introduced: "Just over ten years later, Ms. Tang Ning's spring auction in Xiangjiang this year, the media expects the total auction turnover to be around 250 million to 300 million Hong Kong dollars. He must have been even younger than Downing had been. β
"It's impossible."
Hearing Mr. Chen's introduction to the difficulty of the Lion City Art Exhibition, Coco's father pouted, saying that who can't do it.
"Who can say for sure about such a thing as art." Mr Chan disagreed with the Inspector's statement.
"Since you want to keep this painting for the exhibition, it is not difficult for others. I really like your drawings, so you can draw me a line drawing, this technique of combining sketching and white drawing is really impressive. "The collector has a different proposal.
Gu Weijing immediately took out a pen and sketch paper.
Nothing else, just Mr. Chen's guidance and help in the composition of his picture, asking him for a sketch sketch is really nothing.
skill comes from practice
Gu Weijing now completes a line drawing sketch, and it won't take too long.
Beneath the nib of his sleek fountain pen, the silhouette of a middle-aged man gradually emerged.
This is exactly what the other party looks like when he talks about the thought-provoking concept of "5% developed society".
Mr. Chen's face was deep, his eyes were staring into the distance, and five fingers stretched out from the palm of his right hand.
Erudite, deep, gentle.
It's like a statue of a philosopher.
Unexpectedly and reasonably, this sketch was once again evaluated by the system.
Some people have a weak sense of existence, and they may have been classmates with each other for several years, and soon after graduation, they can't even remember each other's names.
Some people have a strong sense of presence and are born with a charismatic personality.
It's the first time I met, but I couldn't help but be attracted to him.
Chen Shenglin is the latter.
Before today, Gu Weijing had only read each other's names in the newspaper, and after only a short time together, Mr. Chen left a deep impression on him.
"I heard that one of your paintings costs fifteen dollars? People are too expensive and don't want to buy it. Chen Shenglin pinched his chin and asked funny.
During Gu Weijing's sketch,
The secretary, who is good at throwing his favor, inquired about the "rules" of Gu Weijing's style collection, and told the boss as an interesting story.
"Mr. Chen is just a joke. Otherwise, everyone has to draw, and it's too much trouble. Gu Weijing was helpless.
"Fifteen dollars, by the standards of street painters in Yangon's tourist attractions, is indeed expensive." Mr. Chen said with a smile.
"I'm a little money fan, I usually make a lot of pocket money." Coco's father answered the phone in a timely manner and teased the entrepreneur.
"But at the level of this painting......"
Chen Shenglin's tone changed and he paused: "Heh, I won't mention the matter of money." β
"You paint very carefully, this kind of divine work can be encountered but not obtained. Fifteen dollars, even if it spoils this work, I can't handle it. He shook his head.
"Well, I'll make you a promise. Studying art in Myanmar is expensive and not easy. The business card has been given to you, young man, and if you need financial assistance or other help, just call the number above. β
Chen Shenglin's tone didn't seem like he was joking.
"Of course, I have the right to interpret this promise, provided that I do what I can and am willing to do." He said lightly.
There was a continuous sound of cold air suffocation all around.
When the other party handed Gu Weijing's business card just now, the police inspector was just surprised, and now his envious face turned green.
"Damn, how can this guy make Boss Chen look at him like this."
How could a sketch be exchanged for such a promise?
Painted with gold chalk is not so expensive.
Boss Chen's promise, although the right to interpret belongs to the entrepreneur, but Coco's father assured that even if Gu Weijing now wants a Ferrari sports car.
People shouldn't even blink an eyelid.
Of course, this kind of promise to Ferrari is obviously an unintelligent act of emotional intelligence arrears.
Mr. Inspector pondered,
He felt that if he was Gu Weijing, he would either keep this promise, or ask Mr. Chen for sponsorship to study at a prestigious European Academy of Fine Arts.
Those famous private schools in Europe are all expensive.
Considering the cost of living, without international scholarships and study abroad grants, graduate school is not necessarily cheaper than a Ferrari.
Moreover, this kind of requirement is not excessive, measured, not only to take the benefits, but also to leave a good impression, can maintain a good personal relationship with Mr. Chen for a long time.
It's a shame that such a promise fell into the hands of a middle school student.
It may also be because the other party is a middle school student that the entrepreneur will give such a promise.
"If I had the opportunity to ask Mr. Chan to help me move further in the police system, would he agree? Or ......"
Possibilities come to mind.
The little belly under Daddy Coco's police uniform trembled, and she kept inhaling deeply to keep herself from crying out with jealousy.
"If that's the case. I do have a problem with one thing, and I hope you can help me. Gu Weijing thought for a moment and immediately said.
Too anxious.
The secretary shook his head quietly in his heart.
What is the identity of the boss, since he promised you, he will do what he says, and it is impossible to regret it.
A more mature way of doing things should be more steady, and call again in a few days, and politely put forward your own requirements.
Mr. Chen just made a request, and you can't wait to entangle you, and the food is more or less eager and ugly.
The secretary can understand it in his heart.
After all, it is a middle school student, and it is normal to be eager to get such benefits suddenly.
Among these people present, they can get the boss's promise, and some of them are even worse than this child's performance.
"I've been pretending to be tepid, calm, I really thought you could be light and light."
The secretary laughed in his heart.
"Oh? What do you need me to help you, lad? Chen Shenglin raised his eyebrows.
"I need a government approval." Gu Weijing said.
Ooh! That's what I dare to ask for.
The secretary was startled at first, then sneered.
No wonder he had to say it on the spot, for fear that the boss would regret it, it turned out that his ambitions were even greater than he thought.
"Government approval? Oh, is your family a factory, or is it a real estate business? Chen Shenglin stared at Gu Weijing with burning eyes, and slowly shook his head: "Don't treat me as an immortal, there are some things I can't do." β
"And young man, you just gave me a pen sketch, so it's too greedy for me to do such a big business."
Chen Shenglin's face was still gentle, but his tone had cooled down.
He doesn't like this kind of person who has to inch in.
"I'm not greedy to ask you for a big deal like a land approval, I just want a permit for electrification, and there are still no modern facilities here."
Gu Weijing stomped his feet lightly and pointed to the candlestick placed by the window: "I wanted the Good Luck Orphanage to be connected to Yangon's city power grid, but I encountered difficulties and couldn't get the approval for the renovation. β
Since the Scholastic Group's first advance payment of $36,000 was remitted to Gu Weijing's account, he had a real amount of money in his wallet.
If you include the price quoted for the entire contract, the total amount can easily exceed $100,000.
Once you have money, how to spend it becomes a new problem.
Unlike the previous online orders, which had a sporadic income of a few hundred dollars and hundreds of dollars, this money was all bought into daily necessities, which was too much, and it was a pity that it was a pity.
Even at the official exchange rate, this is 200 million kyats, which is enough to modernize the orphanage and provide electricity, running water and other necessary living facilities.
Although Yangon has abundant sunshine, the entire orphanage uses photovoltaic solar power up and down, which is not stable, and the best solution is still to connect to the city power grid.
Gu Weijing originally thought that with money, all problems would be solved.
As a result, as soon as the weekend expressed its intention to renovate to the local government, it was educated by reality.
Yangon's bureaucracy is indeed not clean.
This Sunday, the female director went to the local electricity bureau for a trip, and heard that the orphanage might have money, and various approval departments began to prepare to eat and take cards.
Gu Weijing consulted Dyson about this.
Brother Dyson hesitated for a moment, saying that this matter is not difficult to do, but it is really not recommended that the other party find himself to do it.
Myanmar is not part of SchΓΆnbrunn Palace's traditional business, with only one office in Yangon.
He has high-level connections, but this matter is not small to say, and it is really not big to say big.
Just having a meal with a deputy mayor in charge of this aspect in Yangon is not a hidden cost, but only some direct expenses, and if you don't do it, you will have to pay more bribes than the junior leaders of the power bureau.
Dyson did the math and quoted a price of $30,000.
He said that this is already the cost price given by Gu Weijing for the sake of the customer, and if Gu Weijing is willing to pay this money, Dyson can quickly help him get all the formalities.
Even if he bulldozed the orphanage, no one cared.
Gu Weijing was very hesitant.
First, he was unsure whether bribed political donations counted as "necessary charitable expenditures" in the system.
Even if you count, this matter alone is really disgusting.
(End of chapter)