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"Mr. Kruger, have you ever wondered why it's not the professional finance team talking to you? Although I am responsible for the daily business activities, with the scale of this contract, Mr. Cao Xuan does not even show his face, and after a few phone calls, I came over to eat with you with a bag, do you think we are too hasty here? ”

Shopping malls are like battlefields.

An art contract is a very complex transaction.

Especially when it comes to large contracts with a scale of more than 10 million dollars.

The whole scene of the negotiation should theoretically resemble the inside of a complex movement of hundreds of parts of a Swiss precision watch.

Accounting firms, law firms, financial experts......

From senior representatives to low-level clerks, there are huge teams on both sides that bite each other, stalemate, and grind out the contract little by little, and even whether to perform some environmental protection public welfare activities during the contract between the two parties, how many times to participate, and how many pre-selections.

Should a charitable fund be set up in the name of the artist?

These small details that ordinary people can't think of will be clearly discussed.

Professor Kazunari Sakai's new contract has been in preliminary negotiations with all parties for two years, and when it comes to this year, no final conclusion has been reached.

At that time, Gagosian Gallery maintained a long-term team of about 140 people, just to deal with the various contractual relationships with their signature Damien Hirst.

Since the "Oil Painting" magazine began to contact Cao Xuan.

Ole felt that the reaction on the other side was faint, and he couldn't lift his spirits, and he felt a little hot with his head shaved.

It seems that I don't care if this contract can be completed.

But this is counter-intuitive to business.

"Oil Painting" was not at ease, so he specially sent someone to inspect Cao Xuan's health and made sure that he would not sign this old guy and turn his head and hang up.

However, at the beginning of the year, the Shwedagon Pagoda and now the annual art conference are teaching at the Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts...... Cao Xuan has attended a lot of public occasions this year, and he looks alive, and the board of directors is relieved.

Ole can only console himself, after all, Cao Xuan is the only kind of artist in this era, who has not been packaged by commercial galleries to become famous.

To be exact.

Painters of his age are among the last painters in the world to grow up and still have a strong imprint of the 19th century, that is, the era of Monet and Renoir.

A remnant of an old era.

At that time, the level of commercial development in the art field was not even one-tenth of that of today.

Even Picasso and these people usually entrust all the contracts to their agents, assistants, cousins who know each other, and nephews who are accountants.

It seems that Cao Xuan's team looks like a grass platform team, which is understandable.

In addition, after all, it was only a preliminary cooperation intention, so Ole did not think deeply at that time.

Now think about it......

Sometimes, if you want to impress an old man in his nineties by relying on interests, it is actually different from impressing a young man in his twenties.

This is a peculiarity of the art industry, something that will never be taught in a business negotiation class at the University of Pennsylvania.

Young people are middle-aged, even if they are little old men in their fifties and sixties.

You can talk to each other about the future, ideals, business planning, "let's change the world together", "blood boiling for dreams!" Talking on a private jet, talking on a blue-water yacht, and having fun with a model in a nightclub.

After signing the contract, they shook the champagne and shot each other passionately.

But what about antiques in their nineties?

They are really completely old, they can't move anymore, they can't jump on Di, and if their blood boils, they won't be able to lose half of their old lives.

When people are young, it is easy to become naked profit-seeking business animals.

But after the twilight of his life, his thinking naturally changed, maybe it wasn't that Lao Yang was pretending, but that Cao Xuan really didn't care much about the conditions they offered.

Perhaps they did not care as much about the promise of the "leader of the future art world" as they imagined in the management of "Oil Painting".

"Because there's no need for that, Mr. Kruger. You never understood what Mr. Cao was thinking. You said that 10% of the shares are what we ask for at will, so that you can spend more signing fees? No, no, no, wrong. ”

Lao Yang sighed: "I believe that the A4 paper you handed over is the reserve price of "Oil Painting". But in fact, the conditions we talked about on the phone are also our real reserve price, and there is no room for moisture and concessions. ”

"You are willing to give, very good, rich is awesome, let's sign it, no one is really a saint, right? If we get this contract, whether the future result is good or bad, we don't have anything to be hypocritical about, just make our own choices and bear it ourselves. ”

"If you don't want to give, it's just a matter of keeping it as it is. I really don't mean to threaten Sir Brown here, not only for the Paintings, but also for the Elena family. ”

"As you say, yes or no, that's the easiest multiple-choice question. It's as simple as that. Therefore, Cao Xuan didn't think there was any reason to spend millions of dollars and invite a professional team to talk about it. ”

Lao Yang patted the shoulder of the young man who seemed to have been punched in the face.

"So, you came with the wrong idea from the beginning."

"Did you negotiate with Yayoi Kusama and Hirst, and what does it have to do with us? This is not a prisoner's game in which a few sheep compete for a piece of pasture, and it is never a game of asking for a price and paying back on the ground. This is our seller's market. The unique Cao Xuan, the unique offer, this is like a precious volume of Leonardo da Vinci's works. $50 million, $500 million, or $1 billion, it could be it. It only depends on what kind of price the seller is willing to mark, and whether there are rich people who are interested. ”

"Even if you come with gold and silver and can't reach our psychological price, then it's still NO, and it can only be NO, so it's a pity."

Lao Yang snapped his fingers.

When I walked to the door of the restaurant, I suddenly seemed to think of something, and I seemed to suddenly think of something important, and I ran back quickly.

"Yes, yes, you said you gave it to me before. Talking about it, I took Ao. ”

Lao Yang wiped off the moisture on the wine bottle in the ice bucket with a napkin, took the bottle of 1988 Don Belignon Champagne King in his hand, and happily took it away.

I almost forgot something so important.

I've heard that a bottle of wine is going to be topped with a Toyota car.

There is Kaizi who wants to pretend to be wronged, and he has to give it to himself.

If you forget to take it, won't you be sorry for his dignified nickname.

"What does Cao Xuan want?"

Ole couldn't help but turn his head and shouted at Lao Yang, who had walked out several meters again. "I don't believe that he doesn't feel tempted at all, as you said, everyone should have a price, and the person who can stir up the entire Asian art market for half a century, I don't believe that it is really possible to be a saint who is indifferent to fame and fortune, and has no desires!"

"You're right. Everyone has a price code that allows others to do what they like. For example, if you give me wine, I think you have a very promising future, brother. ”

Lao Yang stopped and looked at the honey-colored wine bottle in his arms with joy.

I also remembered the joyful and vivid facial expression of Old Man Cao Xuan when he received the "Wisteria Flower Picture" some time ago.

"Of course Old Man Cao has it."

"It's a pity that you can't give what he wants, Mr. Kruger, and the entire "Oil Painting" magazine can't give it, but what should be good news for you is that the entire Elena family should also not be able to give it."

"Alas, even the handful of people who stand at the top of the industry have things that money can't buy. Whenever I think of this kind of thing, I have a lot less motivation to struggle. ”

Lao Yang snorted.

In a deep and gloomy tone that did not conform to his professional image, he joked: "Sometimes, it is really melancholy that makes people want to become a monk." ”

"You asked me before, who was the person I was chatting with on the phone just now, and when you go to see the opening ceremony of the annual meeting in two days, you should understand."

"Trust me, Brother Ole."

"The $500 million contract you have made may not be as interesting as a kid in Yangon."

Lao Yang carried a briefcase in one hand, held the champagne king in his arms, and reached out to pull his hair into a hairstyle that he thought could show the handsomeness and vicissitudes of a middle-aged man.

Stepping on leather shoes.

I went out to have coffee with Secretary Eliot.

Leave behind the business elite with stiff faces.

$500 million? It's not as interesting as a child, is that child Cao Xuan's illegitimate son?

Don't.

Ole doesn't know if there are any children in the world worth $500 million, but he has a lot of confidence in his father anyway.

If you are kidnapped one day, call the Kruger Bank and ask for a ransom of $500 million...... Then old Mr. Kruger will definitely use a very plain and polite tone to ask the kidnappers to tear up the tickets.

These traditional wealthy families that can be passed down from generation to generation are actually quite cruel.

Don't talk about bullshit bastards.

is among his brothers and sisters, those who really don't want to eat and wait for death, and his father can leave them 500,000 euros in the future inheritance to put in the bank to eat interest, which can be regarded as a rare kindness.

Paul Getty, the oil magnate who is as famous as the Rockefeller family in the art world, is the founder of the Getty Art Center, one of the major art museums in the United States, and has been the richest man in the world for more than 20 years.

In 1950, tens of millions of people were able to buy their favorite works of art.

His own grandson, Getty III, was kidnapped, cut off an ear and sent back, and Paul Getty still didn't want to give a dime with the iron rooster demeanor of a business king.

What Lao Yang said was simply challenging Ole's worldview.

He stood at the table for ten minutes before beckoning the waiter to pay the bill.

"Counting the bottle of Parrot wine from the Napa Chi region that you wanted, the bill totals 3,732.62 euros, are you using a credit card?"

Ole nodded, handed over his platinum bank card, and then opened his wallet again, and under the obvious disappointed gaze of the handsome waiter, he took a 20-euro bill from his wallet and placed it on the table as a tip.

Damn it.

He looked at the empty ice bucket and rubbed the corners of his eyes vigorously.

Ole really couldn't believe it.

The contract was not negotiated, and Lao Yang was so shameless that when he left, he really gave his birthday champagne away.

People can be shameless to this point.

"Fuck, these guys are fucking sick."

He cursed secretly, pulled out his phone, and began to call Sir Brown.

——

Gu Weijing dried Ngawang's hair with a towel, and then carefully blew it with a small hair dryer.

Put your things away and get ready to slip away.

"Meow."

Ngawang jumped into his arms with his butt and licked his tail to sell cuteness.

"Good night. I'm going to take a shower too. ”

Gu Weijing patted the cat's head, and put Ah Wang back on the mat as if nothing had happened, humming a small tune in his heart, and turned around to leave.

I saw that the shovel officer was there and pretending to be confused.

Ngawang didn't bother to bother to pretend to be cute here. As a nimble fat man, she rolled in front of Gu Weijing as soon as she grunted, blocking the way.

Sitting on the wooden floor of the doorway, he did not move, squinting his eyes, glancing at him with a wise eye.

？？

Gu Weijing was there holding a basin and pretending to be innocent.

Ngawang began to lick his paws menacingly.

After a short look at each other by one person and one cat, Xiao Guzi, who tried to play tricks, finally lost in defeat.

"Okay, okay, okay, promise to give you ham sausage, and I'll give it to you." Gu Weijing helplessly put the basin aside, muttered open the Xiaoice box on the side, took out a vacuum-packed meat sausage from it, and said dissatisfiedly: "This is junk food for you to know or not, high in salt and oil." People love beauty cats and cats at home to take the initiative to lose weight! ”

Ngawang ignored Gu Weijing's muttering.

It lay next to it, meowing and signaling Gu Weijing to cut more points out.

Cats are not the same as dogs.

Dogs have been completely domesticated by humans.

Cats are pure carnivorous animals, and still maintain the vigorous predatory habits of felines.

Therefore, pet dogs with normal thyroid function and no diabetes are mostly about the same size. But cats who like to hoard fat can really be round when they get fat.

Ngawang didn't feel like it needed to lose weight at all.

Our family is rich and beautiful!

Since it was with Sakai Katsuko, it was really three days and two heads of being fed.

Sometimes, Gu Weijing really feels that there are external reasons why Uncle Sakai can be fed.

I heard that the obesity rate of men in Latino families is explosive, and women's daily hobby is to cook all kinds of high-calorie foods such as lasagna in the kitchen.

Mrs. Sakai looked like a rather stern woman.

But he saw that in Miss Sakai's mobile phone, the cats that her mother raised at home were all exaggerated like piglets.

But it's normal for one or two cats to be a little fatter, and seven or eight cats in a row are all round little fat people, so it's not an accidental event.

At the very least, Mrs. Sakai is also very good at feeding.

(End of chapter)