The Fashion Art Museum is a very famous private art museum in Shenzhen. It displays more than 160 works by famous Chinese and foreign artists, as well as contemporary emerging painters. There are many masterpieces worth tens of millions, and of course there are some worth tens of thousands, Hundreds of thousands of 'ordinary' works.
Tang Yun picked out a few of the best paintings and went to the Fashion Art Museum with Yang Chen to promote her works to the museum manager.
"Ms. Tang, I can see that these works of yours are very spiritual and creative. We also very much hope to cooperate with potential new painters like Miss Tang, but the booths in our museum are really limited, so... ..." After looking at Tang Yun's paintings, the manager of the art museum shook his head with regret and politely refused: "Miss Tang, you can leave your contact information first, and we will contact Miss Tang when there is space here. "
As the manager of an art museum, it goes without saying that he has great appreciation. Just by looking at it, he could already see Tang Yun's current level of painting.
Objectively speaking, Tang Yun's painting skills are at the beginning level among professional painters, and are similar to those of the emerging painters with the lowest painting skills among the works displayed in the art museum.
But those emerging painters either studied under famous artists or had good connections with them, so the museum will display their works.
As a painter from an academic school, Tang Yun did not have good connections and did not learn from famous artists. Therefore, the manager naturally rejected her request.
After all, art museums value their reputation. If there are too many 'ordinary' works on display, it will affect its quality.
"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Manager Xu."
Tang Yun sighed helplessly. She naturally understood the meaning of Manager Xu's words. It was like the employer saying to the interviewer, "Wait for our notification". In all likelihood, there will be no good news. .
However, she still left her contact information, still holding a trace of luck in her heart, hoping that one day Manager Xu would contact her and arrange for her work to be displayed on the exhibition stand.
Then she glanced at Yang Chen again, the meaning in her eyes was very obvious, even if he didn't need to read his mind, he could see it: "Look, I said before, they probably won't display my works." '
"Tang Yun, you go look around first and visit the works here. I'll have a few words with Manager Xu." Yang Chen said with a smile.
"okay."
Tang Yun glanced at him doubtfully. Although she didn't understand what Yang Chen wanted to say, she still nodded calmly.
After Tang Yun left, Yang Chen said to Manager Xu: "Manager Xu, I want to buy some paintings. I wonder if you can help me introduce them."
"Mr. Yang, you want to buy a painting?" Manager Xu's expression changed. "I wonder what type of works Mr. Yang wants to buy and what is his budget?"
Theoretically, art museums are non-corporate institutions and cannot engage in the sale of art.
Selling paintings is the business of art dealers.
The difference between an art museum and a gallery is that one sells paintings and the other does not.
But, people also need to eat.
Therefore, many managers of private art museums have some cooperative relationships with art dealers, and they will also help promote works in private.
"There is no limit to the type of work. My budget is 5 million... Can you recommend it to me, manager Xu?" Yang Chen said with a smile.
"No problem at all."
Manager Xu enthusiastically took Yang Chen to the exhibition room and personally introduced to him the images expressed by the authors in these paintings, the artist's identity and name, and the market potential of the works.
"This painting looks good. It can be placed in the company hall, so that they can also receive the influence of art!" Yang Chen stopped in front of a masterpiece and said.
This is a Chinese landscape painting. It is said to be a masterpiece because it is very large, with a height of 1.8 meters and a length of 7.2 meters. It cannot fit in an ordinary house.
"Mr. Yang is really a good boss who cares about his employees. It must be a very happy thing to work under Mr. Yang." Manager Xu immediately praised.
"Manager Xu deserves the award, I'm just being arty." Yang Chen accepted his praise without blushing or heartbeat, "How much does this painting cost?"
"The market price of this painting "The Rising Sun and Purple Air" is 5 million, but I am familiar with the author of this painting, so I can give you a 20% discount." Manager Xu said. "If Mr. Yang wants other works, I can give you another five percentage points discount on top of the 20% discount!"
Yang Chen calculated that 20% off 5 million is 4 million, and if it is reduced by another five percentage points, it will be 3.8 million.
good.
"Okay, I want this painting, and you can recommend a few more oil paintings to me." Yang Chen nodded.
"No problem, Mr. Yang, come this way..." Manager Xu said with a cheerful smile.
Soon, Yang Chen selected five more common oil paintings. These paintings can be hung in the office or the living room of the villa.
Six paintings, a total of 4.95 million.
The art market has continued to rise in recent years, and buying a piece of art has become an investment.
If you buy these paintings and put them away, they might become worth 10 million in a few years.
"As for the booth, please ask Manager Xu to help me think of a solution." Yang Chen said with a smile.
"No problem, I can squeeze out three booths to help Ms. Tang promote her works." Manager Xu agreed immediately, very openly.
Isn't it just a good relationship to have money-making ability?
"That's great!" Yang Chen suddenly laughed.
Two hours later.
Three of Tang Yun's paintings were hung in the exhibition hall of the art museum. Below the paintings is the author's personal resume: "Tang Yun, female, 27 years old, a well-known contemporary domestic up-and-coming painter, graduated from Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts and is good at abstract art... …”
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"Ms. Tang, how do you feel about being a well-known new painter in China?" After leaving the Fashion Art Museum, Yang Chen looked at Tang Yun and joked with a smile on his face.
"I feel...as if I'm dreaming. Is this true?"
Ever since Manager Xu agreed to show her paintings, Tang Yun has been in a state of excitement. She has not come back to her senses even now. She felt like her head was confused the whole time, so she reached out and pinched Yang Chen's leg.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Yang Chen shouted in an exaggerated way.
"I want to know if it's true~~" Tang Yun's tone contained a hint of coquettishness.
Although she is several years older than Yang Chen, Yang Chen has a very mature temperament as someone who has been here before, and occasionally shows some aura of superiority in his words and deeds, which makes her always think that she is younger, and subconsciously treats her as a junior when getting along with her. I am placed on the weaker side, somewhat dependent and submissive.
"You won't pinch yourself." Yang Chen said angrily, but he was not angry at all, but was very satisfied.
This is something that only very close people would do.
Who would a normal woman pinch an unfamiliar man?
"whee……"
Tang Yun smiled at him flatteringly and said, "By the way, how did you convince Manager Xu?"
"Of course I am moved with emotion and reason, and I use my sharp tongue to praise you fiercely, calling you a female version of Picasso and a contemporary Leonardo da Vinci. Manager Xu listened to what I said, and at that time I'm so excited, I'll hang your painting right away..." Yang Chen said seriously.
"Tch, are you lying?" Tang Yun immediately rolled her eyes.
She is not stupid. The manager of the art museum is a well-informed person anyway, so how could she be persuaded by him with just a few words.
Some special method must have been used.
"Nonsense, you can't be so good-looking!" Yang Chen chuckled, and after getting a roll of the eyes from Tang Yun, he said casually: "Okay, you don't have to worry about how I convinced him, just paint your painting properly. ”
"Then how should I thank you?" Tang Yun felt warm in her heart and looked at Yang Chen: "How about you become my agent..."
"Is being the agent of your work considered a thank you?" Yang Chen chuckled. "I think that's squeezing!"
"Then what do you want to do? How about I give you some paintings?" Tang Yun hummed.
"No." Yang Chen shook his head, then raised his eyebrows at her, and said with a strange smile: "Whatever I want from your painting, I also want you as a person."
This sentence is like a spark, igniting the emotional fuse.
Tang Yun paused for a moment, then suddenly unbuckled her seat belt, leaned forward and kissed Yang Chen.
The emotions of art workers are so strong and unrestrained.
Squeak~!
Yang Chen didn't expect Tang Yun's reaction to be so violent. Although it was a bit unexpected, he calmly stepped on the brakes in the face of danger, then hugged her back and responded enthusiastically.
Beep! Beep! beep...
Yang Chen didn't let her go until the vehicle behind her kept blowing its whistle.
"call……"
Both of them exhaled a long breath, and then looked at each other in unison. They could see the blazing light in the other's eyes, as if a blazing flame was about to completely ignite the other.
"Go to my house!" Tang Yun said softly.
"Um."
Yang Chen nodded slightly, quickly put the car into gear, and then stepped on the accelerator. Like a wild horse, Xiao Huang sped out in an instant, heading towards Tang Yun's residence.
At this moment, Yang Chen brought his driving skills to the extreme.
The journey that originally took half an hour took only ten minutes to complete.
When they arrived at Tang Yun's house, as soon as they closed the door, the two couldn't wait to collide with each other, rolling from the living room to the bedroom, then from the bedroom to the balcony, and finally to the bathroom... Their sweat was everywhere.
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Yang Chen never expected that the first time he came to Ax Investment Company was to send paintings.
After a lot of work, the installation staff spent a lot of effort to hang this giant painting, which is more than 7 meters long, in the company lobby.
"Is this the painting you spent 3.8 million yuan on?" Zhou Xun looked at the giant painting, and then looked at Yang Chen with doubt in his eyes.
"How's it going? Not bad, right?" Yang Chen said.
"hehe……"
Zhou Xun responded with a sneer.
"You're here just in time. Let me tell you about the progress of the "War of Kings" project."
"All right."
Yang Chen nodded. He was already here anyway, so there was no harm in listening.
The two came to the office, and Zhou Xun placed several documents in front of Yang Chen.
"First of all, it's about investment. I told you before that Mr. Ma of "War of Kings" also agreed. With an investment of 200 million, we can get 31.5% of the share of "War of Kings". In addition, these days I I also contacted other investors and obtained a 16% share of "War of Kings" from them at a price of 125 million."
"That is to say, we now have 47.5% of the shares of the "War of Kings" company." Yang Chen's expression changed.
"That's right." Zhou Xun nodded.
"47.5%, it's only 2.5% away from absolute control!" Yang Chen smacked his lips and said: "You can find a way to acquire another 2.5% of the shares. At most, you will spend a little more money. Anyway, the company's funds are relatively rich. "
"I have thought about this and am currently in contact with a venture capital institution. If everything goes well, I will soon be able to get about 5% of their shares in "War of Kings"."
Yang Chen nodded slightly, feeling very reassured about Zhou Xun's ability, and asked: "What's the current situation of "War of Kings" now?"
"I discussed it with Mr. Ma and planned to temporarily take "War of Kings" offline, and then spend about a month optimizing the system, fixing game bugs, and designing some more novel gameplay, and then restart it in about a month. Online." Zhou Xundao.
"Very good, come on!" Yang Chen gave him a thumbs up and said lightly.
"hehe……"
Zhou Xunqian laughed. Although they had not cooperated for a long time, he already had some understanding of Yang Chen's hands-off shopkeeper style of management. It was really painful and happy.
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