"The possibility of hydraulic brakes?"

Edsel was immediately attracted to the noun Zhou Yu when he heard it.

"That's right, I think the future development of the car must be more comfortable and safer in the direction of development, hydraulic brakes can provide absolute safety braking for the car, his principle is probably like this...... Hello Miss, please help me find a blank piece of paper. ”

Zhou Yu didn't sell it at the moment, and drew the principles of the car that he had seen from the magazine on the blank paper sent by the waiter.

Because Zhou Yu is not good at this, he can only pick up the knowledge in his memory and put it on paper, and those who are too advanced will only be regarded as crazy.

"Oh my God...... Mr. Zhou......"

Zhou Yu interrupted Edsel's words in advance, and said with a smile: "Just call me Bruce." ”

"Huh? Oh, hehehe~ Bruce, you're so amazing to me! You...... Interested in coming to our Ford Motor? ”

Zhou Yu was slightly stunned, and then dumbfounded.

"Hehehe~ Edsel, I can at most put forward these immature suggestions, I am a layman to the principle and dynamics of the car~ If you get into your Ford car, you will have to show your stuffing~"

Edsel thought that Zhou Yu was being modest, but after he said this, he felt that something was wrong, after all, the other party was also a businessman, how could he leave his property and run to work for others.

"Gaffes, gaffes."

"It's okay, this manuscript is my thank you, and ...... Edsel, I need to buy a few more cars. ”

"No problem, Bruce! You can ask for anything you want from the car, and I will follow up personally! This manuscript ...... It's important to us! ”

Edsel Ford's last words were not polite, as the recognized successor of Ford, he was very eager to be approved by his father, and this manuscript was undoubtedly a stepping stone to his approval.

Looking at the extremely heavy manuscript in his hand again, Edsel said with some impatience: "Bruce, then...... When do you want a car? I'm so prepared. ”

Zhou Yu smiled and said: "There are three cars, the requirements are the same as last time, safe and comfortable, and I also need three trucks." ”

"No problem!"

Zhou Yu saw that the other party was in a hurry, so he didn't continue to keep him for coffee, and the two immediately separated.

"Boss, shall we go back directly now?"

Leswood moved to Zhou Yu's side from another table and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, let's go, go shopping with me, see if there are any new and interesting things to buy some back."

Zhou Yu took his coat and got up and walked in front, while Leswood quickly followed.

The two left Chinatown and walked aimlessly through the streets of New York.

They walked across bustling Fifth Avenue toward the Lower West Side.

As he walked, Zhou Yu was suddenly attracted by a signboard on the side of the road, which read "Joint Exhibition of Emerging Artists".

I've been in this world for so long, not to mention watching exhibitions, I can't spare time to read books, so since I happened to bump into it today, I went in to enjoy it.

"Let's go."

Zhou Yu strode into the gallery on the side of the road and found that there were not many people watching the exhibition inside.

Probably because the exhibits here are not of the popular kind, and the paintings and artworks here are a bit ahead of their time.

Zhou Yu liked to visit exhibitions very much before, whether it was calligraphy and painting, sculpture, or he would watch it with relish.

"Rice, do you usually know anything about art?"

Les scratched his messy short hair embarrassedly and said, "I...... I don't know much about these things. ”

Zhou Yu nodded, knowing that not only people like Rice who didn't pay attention to art didn't know about it, but even mainstream artists in New York probably wouldn't know about it.

At this moment, Zhou Yu stopped in front of something and looked at it in surprise.

Les was quite embarrassed to see this scene, because Zhou Yu was looking left and right at a urinal at the moment, as if he was quite interested.

"Sir, are you interested in this work of art?"

It seemed that seeing Zhou Yu lingering in front of the urinal for a long time, a woman in a white lace dress approached.

Zhou Yu looked at the other party, nodded politely, and asked, "...... this thing?"

The woman seemed to be afraid that Zhou Yu would ask some embarrassing question, and hurriedly replied: "Sir, this is not a real urinal, this is a work of art, it belongs to Mr. Marcel Duchamp." ”

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, and secretly said "sure enough" in his heart.

Of course, he knew the artist, who was the most famous artist of Dadaism and was known as the "father of modern art".

"Can I get to know the artist? I'm interested in his work and I'd like to buy some if I can. ”

The woman's eyes lit up, and an indescribable excitement arose in her heart.

Looking back at this exhibition of avant-garde art, it can be described as a twist and turn, because it is not recognized by the local art school at all, and everyone surrounds Monet, Cézanne, Van Gogh and other mainstream genius painters, and dismisses the works of those emerging artists, and some are even relegated to garbage.

However, the urinal in front of Zhou Yu is the representative of it, and this kind of work has been criticized as deviant and insulting to art.

On top of that, the gentleman with the Oriental face said he was going to buy "some"! What's that concept?

"Of course, sir, please wait in the rest area here, and I'll go and ask Mr. Marcel Duchamp to come out."

Zhou Yu was not polite, and sat with Leswood in the lounge area with sofas and square tables.

However, at this moment, the mood of the female owner of the gallery changed and attracted the attention of another visitor.

"Sir, take the liberty of asking, do you think these things are really works of art?"

Zhou Yu, who had just sat down in the sofa area, raised his head slightly and saw a face that seemed to have been seen somewhere.

He thought about it for a moment, remembering that it was the gentleman who sighed in the crowd when the soldiers who had joined the Fifth Avenue returned a few days ago.

This person has long cheeks, a high nose bridge, glasses, three-seven-point hair neatly combed back, and wears a double-breasted tweed striped coat with a white shirt, vest, and tie inside, and has a very suave and elegant college temperament.

Hearing the other party's question, Zhou Yu replied with a smile: "In my opinion, these are of course works of art, and they are also cutting-edge artworks that are rare in contemporary times. ”

The man tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't quite agree, and gestured if he could sit on the sofa opposite Zhou Yu.

"Sir, please."

Zhou Yu made a "please" gesture and said.

"Forgive me for being presumptuous, but shouldn't art be beautiful and pleasant? Look at these again, wild lines, random colors, and even a urinal, these things...... Where is the artistry? ”