Chapter 689

When chief editor Feng Yiyang walked into gaoguxuan Gallery, he was admiring in his heart.

This four meter high and 500 square meter exhibition space is located in the Bida building in the center of Xiangjiang city.

Hurst's controversial sculpture, for heaven's sake, kicked off the space with a baby skeleton cast in platinum inlaid with 16000 diamonds.

Gao guxuan is the absolute leader in the painting art empire. He has no shareholders, partners, successors and successor plans. On the road to success, Gao guxuan did not slow down at all. His model has been discussed countless times, but it has not been copied so far.

The annual turnover is nearly one billion US dollars.

Even throw out ten streets of countless auction houses, and let the gallery trade become the most ideal way to surpass the auction trade.

When Feng Yiyang stopped, a Chinese American woman in uniform came over. She didn't look beautiful enough and couldn't find a bright spot, but her eyes were sharp enough and her smile was friendly enough.

"Welcome to gaoguxuan gallery. I'm Zhu Yina. If you need explanation, I can serve you."

Feng Yiyang said as if nothing had happened: "I'm Feng Yiyang, the chief editor of the children's club. If you don't mind, I'd like to ask some questions."

"I'm glad to answer for you." Zhu Yina immediately became interested. Not everyone who comes to visit will have employees to serve. That needs enough weight. Especially the first-time visitors need accurate judgment.

Zhu Yina is undoubtedly very sharp eyed, and she can see the value of Feng Yiyang at a glance.

Yes, it's value.

As a gallery, it needs to connect the two groups of artists and collectors. Feng Yiyang is undoubtedly valuable.

"You seem to be all women here?" Feng Yiyang asked an irrelevant question first.

"Mr. Feng, 75% of gaoguxuan gallery are women. We can get 10% of the net profit from the transaction. It is the highest paid group in the world. Of course, not everyone can be liked by gaoguxuan."

Zhu Yina really revealed some inside information about the gallery, which is the key to quickly shorten the distance and establish friendship.

"Juina, do you have information about every top painter?"

Feng Yiyang's words made Zhu Yina read that he wanted to buy the works of an artist, which made her even happier.

"Mr. Feng, I can say with certainty that we have details of any top painter in the world."

"Even if he didn't sign a contract with Gao guxuan?"

"Of course. Even if he signs a contract with another gallery, as long as his weight is enough, Mr. Gao guxuan will dig it at a high price." Zhu Yina said definitely.

Feng Yiyang asked suspiciously, "it's impossible for every employee to contact the painter?"

"Of course. Each employee is assigned a top artist to communicate with the big collector for a long time. No matter who you ask, I have a way to tell you what works he has painted and how much the market price has risen."

Juina's eyes were bright and full of confidence.

Feng Yiyang properly expressed his admiration and asked, "have you heard of Ye Zhen?"

Zhu Yina was stunned and said in some surprise, "you actually know Ye Zhen?"

Zhu Yina is not surprised. Feng Yiyang knows what's strange about ye? She just creates a sense of mystery and gives Feng Yiyang an illusion. It's not that people are not famous, but that people are low-key. People who don't have enough weight are not qualified to know.

Feng Yiyang was really shocked and asked, "is this man very powerful?"

Juina was more certain and said calmly:

"He has never sold a painting. He is not famous in the hearts of ordinary people. Unless you know him, you should not know. Oh, I'm wrong. He just sold a painting. That's the only one he sold. He sold it to Mr. Gao guxuan."

Feng Yiyang's eyes were bright: "how much did you sell?"

Zhu Yina smiled: "you don't have to be nervous. We won't hide this. After all, it represents his market price. Well, the transaction price of that painting is $100 million."

"What? How much did you say?" Feng Yiyang felt that he must have heard wrong.

Juina sighed, "100 million dollars."

Feng Yiyang was dull and stared at Zhu Yina as if he were trying a spy.

Juina understood the shock very well and said softly:

"When I first saw the materials, my first feeling was that Gao guxuan made a mistake, but when I personally asked the gallery manager, I knew that there was no error in the price. Ye Zhen, the king of this painting hall and the person standing at the top of the world.

His painting skills have surpassed Leonardo da Vinci, Monet, Picasso and all painters. His skills are being studied, and his paintings are being copied by the top painters, but there is no point.

It's a person who paints in front of you, makes you look at it, and can't learn it. No one can reach that height. It seems that it's not human, it's god painting, it's God's work, God's work. "

Feng Yiyang finally believed. His heart was suddenly filled with regret. He didn't know it was too late to sign the contract. He exchanged a business card with Zhu Yina, quickly left the gallery, took out the phone and called sun Yong.

"Sun Yong, how much did you say to Ye Zhen for the first time?"

"One hundred thousand buyouts."

"Sleeping trough NIMA! Why don't you die? After reading his paintings, you ask for 100000? Do you know what impression you will make?"

“……”

"Wait there! I'll fly back immediately and take me to Ye Zhen!"

Feng Yiyang angrily hung up the phone. After he decided to go back and meet Ye Zhen, he immediately fired sun Yong.

Which is enough for a picture book editor?

It's unbearable.

……

Ye Zhen sent Du Qifeng and Peng Guoyuan away, and Zonghua just came back with Land Rover.

"Mr. Ye, I bought my house and car, and transferred the money to Wu Hanqing's account. Here is your card." Zonghua returned the card to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen took the card and said casually, "let me recuperate your body."

Zonghua was startled: "Mr. Ye, I don't seem to be ill?"

"Well, strictly speaking, you're not ill. But if you want children, it's necessary to regulate your ovaries and make your estrogen secretion reach a normal level, so that you can be fuller and your children can have milk." Ye Zhen tried to be gentle.

Zong Hua finally understood that this was not to have children, but to find a boyfriend. A layer of blush floated across her cheek and timidly asked, "do you have to tell sister Che?"

"Hahaha, I don't touch you, just show my belly. Don't you know where the ovaries are?"

Zonghua still knew the ovary, but he didn't know the specific location. He thought he had to go in from below. Suddenly, his cheeks were redder and he said shyly and tangled, "where is it?"

She was worried that if she went into the bedroom, she was afraid that sister Che would be unhappy; If you are in the living room, what if you are seen?

Ye Zhen simply said, "in the kitchen."

"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Zong Huadun breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the kitchen.