novellhall Chapter 272 Zhang Junping's Reserve Price
Chapter 272 Zhang Junping's Reserve Price
Chapter 272 Zhang Junping's Reserve Price
Zhang Junping pushed Liu Zhengwen away in disgust, "What's there to show off about having a relative in Xiangjiang? Surprised, let alone my classmate, I can't afford to lose this person."
"Surprised and surprised, there is a relative in Xiangjiang... Tsk tsk tsk!
Do you know that even in the capital city, if there is a relative of Xiangjiang, it will make the neighbors envious.
The threshold of the house can be crushed by the matchmaker. "Liu Zhengwen yelled, smacking his mouth.
Zhang Junping shook his head speechlessly, and did not argue with Liu Zhengwen.
This is the tragedy of this era.
Those who can be admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts are those who have a strong interest in art and have a certain talent.
However, even these people do not pay as much attention to art as their predecessors, such as Xu Beihong, Zhang Daqian, or his master Yang Mingde, the old lady, and others were enthusiastic about art.
Like Liu Zhengwen, he is talented and enthusiastic, and has achieved certain results.
However, in the eyes of Liu Zhengwen, Zhang Junping's artistic achievements are still not as good as that of a relative in Xiangjiang.
This cannot but be said to be a tragedy.
No wonder, later generations commented on the Central Academy of Fine Arts, saying that the 80s was a decadent era for CAFA.
After the 80s, CAFA has never produced a master artist, even compared to the new generation of the 90s.
"Is there any relatives in Xiangjiang, they are all 24 hours a day, three meals a day, and one bed.
You can only marry one daughter-in-law, how dare you marry two daughters-in-law? "
"Who said, if this is moved to Xiangjiang, I heard that polygamy is still practiced in Xiangjiang." Liu Zhengwen licked his lips enviously.
Men always eat what is in the bowl and think about what is in the pot.
"Ha ha!
Old Liu, when is your old calendar?Hong Kong did allow polygamy before the 70s, but later, monogamy was implemented for the purpose of protecting men. "Zhang Junping laughed.
"Protect men? Ping'er, are you saying the opposite? Isn't monogamy supposed to protect women's rights?"
"Old Liu, you! You are still too young!" Zhang Junping shook his head and patted Liu Zhengwen on the shoulder.
"It is a man who instituted monogamy, do you think he is considering women?
wrong!It's all about protecting men. "
"Where did you hear this fallacy?"
"Heretics? Old Liu, don't talk about anything else, your wife, can you feed me?
Would you still be able to feed yourself with one more?
If they are not full, can you guarantee that they will not go out for food? "Zhang Junping's series of questions left Liu Zhengwen speechless.
He would never admit that he couldn't feed his daughter-in-law enough.
However, if you want to say that you can feed yourself, there is always some lack of confidence.
On the second day, Zhang Junping did not stand in front of his work.
Instead, Liu Qianli and his party were received in a small conference room next to the great hall.
On Zhang Junping's side, apart from Huang Xue, there was also Lin Yanxiang, the barrister who signed the contract with Standard Chartered Bank before.
After a brief greeting and introduction, Zhang Junping directly put his things on the conference table.
An old white man with only one circle of hair left and a rosaceous nose took out a magnifying glass and carefully picked up a stamp with a hint of excitement on his face.
The other one was also white, tall and burly, with meticulously combed hair, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and picked up the sketch with a serious expression.
A thin piece of paper seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and the trembling hands revealed the mood of the burly foreigner.
Zhang Junping sat calmly on the sofa, quietly watched the foreigners, and carefully made the appraisal.
"Authentic! This is Pablo's authentic!" A moment later, the burly middle-aged foreigner shouted excitedly.
Picasso had just passed away ten years ago, and his works were at their hottest at this time.
No, Picasso's paintings have always been wildly sought after in Europe and America.
People in Europe, America and other countries really like their own art, such as oil painting, Western sculpture and so on.
As for oriental works of art, they are just their trophies, a way for them to show off the glorious experience of their ancestors.
Or simply regard oriental art as a tool for profit.
In fact, for the same reason, Picasso's sketches, no matter how sought after by people in Europe, America and other countries, are a tool for profit for Zhang Junping.
Zhang Junping sat on the sofa, looking at the excited foreigner, looking like an old god, but he was constantly thinking about how to maximize his benefits.
"Mr. Zhang, congratulations. This sketch of yours can be confirmed to be the authentic work of Picasso." Liu Qianli congratulated Zhang Junping.
Zhang Junping smiled, and you don't need to say, if it is a fake, he would have no face to show it!
Anyway, he is unanimously evaluated by many bigwigs, a future master of art.
I can't afford to lose this man.
Seeing that Zhang Junping didn't look excited at all, Liu Qianli felt a little nervous.
The auction house is most afraid of this kind of people, they are too calm and rational.
Such people are also the worst to fool.
"Mr. Zhang, in order to maximize your profits and let you get more money, we are going to send this Picasso sketch to Sotheby's headquarters in London for auction...
What more do you want? "
"I heard that a painting like Picasso can be used as collateral and given to the bank for a loan?" Zhang Junping turned to look at the barrister Lin Yanxiang he had hired.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, as a world-renowned painter, Picasso's works are deeply loved by collectors, and the market feedback is very good.
Therefore, Picasso's paintings can be mortgaged as the highest quality assets. "Lin Yanxiang replied faithfully.
"Hehe, Mr. Liu, originally I planned to auction off Picasso's painting to raise funds for an investment business.
Now, since the bank can mortgage the loan, it seems that there is no need for me to send it to the auction. "
When Zhang Junping said this, Liu Qianli became anxious.
If he can send Picasso's sketches and those stamps to the London headquarters for auction, then he will not only be able to complete the annual task.
Promotion and salary increase are also indispensable.
Just when he was about to speak, Zhang Junping waved his hand, "But!
The most important thing in life is to be honest, since I said before that I will hand it over to Mr. Liu for auction.
Then these things should be handed over to Mr. Liu for auction.
But, I have a request! "
"Say it!" Liu Qianli was overjoyed and said respectfully.
"For Picasso's sketches, the reserve price I am asking for is 100 million US dollars plus ten sets of Chinese calligraphy and paintings or porcelain.
The minimum requirements for calligraphy and painting must be Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and painting.
As for porcelain, at least it must be porcelain from the third dynasty of the Qing Dynasty. Zhang Junping opened his mouth wide, and directly made a request that Liu Qianli thought was too much.
"Mr. Zhang, there is no precedent for your request..."
"Hehe, I'll have it in the future! I still have a few sketches of Picasso behind me..."
(End of this chapter)