The mayor of Yangon himself needs to treat Chen Shenglin as a distinguished guest. Real rich people don't care about a little money.
Mr. Chen only said he wanted the middle school student's painting, but did not say the price.
If you think about it with your buttocks, you know that the price is less than that of an ordinary car, and even the police inspector feels shabby for Mr. Chen.
What’s even more rare is that
Mr. Chen actually gave the other party his personal business card.
Even if he wants to contact the other party, he can only call the other party's secretary's mobile phone.
Kou Kou's father was amazed at this little guy's good luck.
That's not a nice word to say.
Mr. Chen only really cares about the other party if he has no intention of giving money.
Favor is a gift more valuable than money. If you can hook up with a wealthy businessman with a single painting, even the top painters on the rich list of East Asian artists will gladly agree.
"Sorry, I...can't guarantee you for the time being. I have very important arrangements for this painting." Gu Weijing pondered for a moment.
"I don't know what's wrong!" The secretary frowned.
He knew that his boss looked elegant and easy-going, but in fact he never liked the feeling of being rejected. Mr. Chen was the only one who denied other people's requests.
The olive branch is extended to you to give you face.
It's okay to be aloof, but when faced with such a good opportunity, it seems very shameless to reject it without knowing it.
"What, you don't want to sell?"
Chen Shenglin was also stunned for a moment.
The collector stared into the young man's eyes, trying to judge whether the other person was being pretentious and trying to boost his worth.
If that were the case, it would be a huge disappointment.
This is a common trick used by street vendors selling handicrafts, trying to play it in front of a business giant like myself. It's really a bit unscrupulous, and the key point is very stupid.
Besides,
Chen Shenglin had the idea of buying a painting just because he admired this young man.
In Gu Weijing, he felt that he saw the shadow of a very pure artist.
He liked the painting, but he didn't have to buy it.
No matter how good the works of middle school students are, what does it matter compared to the famous paintings worth tens of millions of dollars in my own collection?
Chen Shenglin was a little unhappy.
He originally wanted to walk away, but Chen Shenglin found that the other party's eyes seemed to be very clear, without any philistine or greed.
"This painting is really important to you? Give me a reason." He asked patiently.
"Mr. Chen, I'm honored that you like this painting, but this is the work I plan to use for the art exhibition." Gu Weijing looked at the draft on the easel, his tone was apologetic and sincere, "So it is not convenient to sell it for the time being. , at least not in the near future.”
Most art exhibitions require artists to own the ownership of their submitted works before participating in the exhibition.
Traditional art exhibitions have the function of selling paintings for artists and organizers, and there are even small auctions directly interspersed with the exhibition schedule.
Your paintings have been booked in advance, what else can I sell here?
Of course, high-profile international art exhibitions are more aloof and less willing to be linked to money.
But there are also relevant restrictions.
Moreover, after the exhibition, the participating works, especially those that have won awards, may have a special exhibition period, and may be displayed in local art galleries in the city for a few months or half a year.
in short,
It is indeed inconvenient for him to promise the works for the art exhibition to someone now.
"Art exhibition?" Chen Shenglin looked at Gu Weijing for a moment, "There haven't been any important art exhibitions in Myanmar recently."
"It's the Singapore International Art Biennale in the second half of the year."
Most of the onlookers showed no expressions.
I am not a professional painting enthusiast or collector, so I have no specific concept of this kind of international art exhibition.
When they heard that Gu Weijing wanted to participate in the art exhibition, many people even looked disapproving.
madness.
It would be nice to just change another piece of work to the exhibition.
Once the oil painting is sold, it can be painted again. This opportunity to please the rich may only come once in a lifetime.
On the other hand, Chen Shenglin, who was knowledgeable, felt a little respectful.
"This year's Lion City Art Exhibition? Student group? It is indeed of this level. Over the years in Southeast Asia and neighboring countries, there may not be ten young students in total who can participate in the student group of foreign art biennales."
"This is the Masters category. I have submitted the registration form to the organizing committee. My goal is to win the prize."
"Well, you are really ambitious."
After hearing Gu Weijing's words, Mr. Chen stared at the draft for a moment and sighed: "I'm presumptuous in saying so."
"What kind of art exhibition is this... so great?" Koko's father was surprised.
"The International Art Biennale has always been the cradle of great artists. Works by well-known artists can win awards in the master category. Even if there is no capital hype, it should not be difficult to sell a piece of art for as little as $100,000."
"One hundred thousand dollars?"
This is the salary of Myanmar’s working class for more than ten years.
One painting costs 100,000 US dollars, and if you only paint one painting per month, it is still one million US dollars per year.
The police officer raised his eyebrows, looked at his daughter's middle school classmate, and said in disbelief: "Just him?"
"It's really difficult, just like the carp leaping over the dragon's gate. The youngest award-winning painter at the international mainstream art biennial should be Tang Ning, a close disciple of Mr. Cao Xuan, and he should also be the person who will challenge the traditional Chinese painting art in the future. . She won the gold medal at the Shanghai Art Exhibition that year."
Chen Shenglin is very familiar with the art auction market and casually introduced: "About ten years later, Ms. Tang Ning's spring auction in Hong Kong this year, the media predicts that the total auction turnover will be around 250 million to 300 million Hong Kong dollars. His She should be younger than Tangning at that time."
"That means it's impossible."
After hearing Mr. Chen's introduction about the difficulty of the Lion City Art Exhibition, Kou Kou's father curled his lips and said, "Who can't do that?"
"Who can say for sure about art?" Mr. Chen disagreed with the inspector's statement.
"Since you want to keep this painting for the art exhibition, there is no need to force it. I really like your painting, so just give me a line drawing. This technique of combining sketching and line drawing is really impressive. ." The collector changed his suggestion.
Gu Weijing immediately took out a pen and sketch paper.
Everything else doesn't count. Just talking about Mr. Chen's guidance and help on the composition of his paintings, asking him to make a sketch is really nothing.
Practice makes perfect,
It doesn't take long for Gu Weijing to complete a line drawing sketch now.
Under the smooth tip of his pen, the outline of a middle-aged man gradually appeared.
This is exactly how the other person talked about the thought-provoking concept of "5% developed society."
Mr. Chen has a deep face, his eyes are staring into the distance, and five fingers are stretched out from the palm of his right hand.
Erudite, profound, gentle.
Like a statue of a philosopher.
Unexpectedly and within reason, this sketch once again received the rating of "feeling from the heart" in the systematic evaluation.
Some people have a weak sense of existence. They may have been classmates with the other person for several years, and soon after graduation, they can't even remember the other person's name.
Some people have a strong sense of existence and are born with charisma.
It was obviously the first time I met him, but I couldn't help but be attracted to him.
Chen Shenglin is the latter.
Before today, Gu Weijing had only seen the other party's name in the newspaper, and Mr. Chen left a deep impression on him after only a short time together.
"I heard that one of your paintings costs fifteen dollars? People don't want to buy it because it's too expensive." Chen Shenglin pinched his chin and asked funny.
While Gu Weijing was drawing this sketch,
The secretary, who is good at falling in love with the people she likes, found out about Gu Weijing's "rules" when interviewing people, and told her boss as an interesting story.
"Mr. Chen, just treat it as a joke. Otherwise, everyone would have to draw, which would be too troublesome." Gu Weijing was helpless.
"Fifteen US dollars is indeed expensive by the standards of street painters in tourist attractions in Yangon." Mr. Chen said with a smile.
"I'm a little money-lover. I usually earn a lot of pocket money." Kou Kou's father responded and joked at the right time, cheering for the entrepreneur.
"But at the level of this painting..."
Chen Shenglin changed his tone and paused: "Oh, I won't mention money."
"You painted it with great care. This kind of spiritual work is hard to come by. Fifteen dollars is a waste of this work, so I can't part with it." He shook his head.
"Well, let me make you a promise. Learning art in Myanmar is very expensive, and it is not easy. I have given you my business card, young man. If you need financial support or other help, just call the number above. "
Chen Shenglin's tone didn't sound like he was joking.
"Of course, the right to interpret this promise belongs to me, provided it is something I am capable of and willing to do." He said lightly.
There was a continuous sound of gasping air from all around.
When the other party handed Gu Weijing his business card just now, the police inspector was just surprised, but now his face turned green with envy.
"Damn, this guy has so much virtue and ability that he can make Boss Chen think so highly of him."
A sketch actually brought such a promise?
Those painted with gold powder are not that expensive.
Boss Chen's promise, although the right to interpret it belongs to the entrepreneur, Kou Kou's father promised that even if Gu Weijing is now asking for a Ferrari sports car.
He probably wouldn't even blink an eyelid.
Of course, this kind of promise to get a Ferrari is obviously an unwise act of lacking emotional intelligence.
Mr. Inspector was thinking,
He felt that if he were Gu Weijing, he would either keep this promise or ask Mr. Chen to sponsor him to study at a prestigious European art school.
All the prestigious private art schools in Europe are very expensive.
Taking into account the cost of living, without international scholarships and study abroad subsidies, studying for a graduate degree may not be much cheaper than a Ferrari.
Moreover, this kind of request does not exceed the rules and is measured. Not only does it get benefits, but it also leaves a good impression and maintains a good personal relationship with Mr. Chen for a long time.
It's such a pity that such a promise fell into the hands of a middle school student.
It may also be because the other party is a middle school student that the entrepreneur will make such a promise.
"If I had this opportunity and asked Mr. Chen to help me advance further in the police system, would he agree? Or..."
Possibilities run through my mind.
Dad Kou Kou's belly trembled under his police uniform, and he kept taking deep breaths to prevent himself from screaming out in jealousy.
"If that's the case. I do have a problem. I hope you can help me." Gu Weijing thought for a moment and said immediately.
Too impatient.
The secretary shook his head quietly in his mind.
No matter who the boss is, since he has promised you, he will stick to his word and there is no way he will go back on his word.
A more mature approach would be to be more steady, make the call again in a few days, and make your request politely.
Mr. Chen had just agreed to the request, and you couldn't wait to get involved with him. You looked a little eager and ugly.
The secretary also understands in his heart.
After all, he is a middle school student. It is normal to be anxious when he suddenly gets such a benefit.
Among the people present, there are many who can get the boss's promise, and there are many who are worse than this kid.
"You've been pretending to be tepid and calm. I really thought you could be calm and calm."
The secretary was amused in her heart.
"Oh? Young man, what do you need me to help you with?" Chen Shenglin raised his eyebrows.
"I need a government approval letter." Gu Weijing said.
Oops! I really dare to ask for this.
The secretary was surprised at first, then sneered.
No wonder she had to tell her on the spot, fearing that her boss would regret it. It turned out that his ambition was greater than he thought.
"Government approval? Oh, do you run a factory or do you live in real estate?" Chen Shenglin stared at Gu Weijing with burning eyes and slowly shook his head: "Don't treat me like a god. There are some things I can't do."
"And young man, you just gave me a pen sketch. You are too greedy to think that I want such a big business."
Chen Shenglin's face was still gentle, but his tone had become colder.
He doesn't like people who push themselves too far.
"I'm not greedy and want to ask you for a big deal like a land approval document. What I want is a permit approval document for electrification transformation. There are still no modern facilities here."
Gu Weijing lightly tapped his foot and pointed to the candlestick placed by the window: "I want the Good Luck Orphanage to be connected to Yangon's urban power grid, but I encountered difficulties and couldn't get the approval document for the renovation. "
Since the first advance payment of US$36,000 from Scholastic Group was transferred to Gu Weijing's account, a truly huge amount of money has been added to his wallet.
If the price of the entire contract is included, the total amount easily exceeds one hundred thousand US dollars.
After you have money, how to spend it becomes a new problem.
Unlike the sporadic income of a few hundred dollars from online orders before, all this money was used to buy daily necessities. Firstly, it was too much, and secondly, it was a pity.
Even using the official exchange rate, this is still 200 million kyats, which is enough to completely modernize the orphanage and provide necessary living facilities such as electricity and running water.
Although Yangon has plenty of sunshine, the entire orphanage uses photovoltaic solar power from top to bottom, which is not stable. The best solution is still to connect to the city power grid.
Gu Weijing originally thought that with money, all problems would be solved.
As a result, as soon as I expressed my intention to reform to the local government over the weekend, I was taught by reality.
Yangon’s bureaucracy is indeed far from clean.
The headmistress just went to the local electricity bureau this Sunday. She heard that the orphanage might have money, and various approval departments began to prepare for it.
Gu Weijing consulted Dyson on this issue.
Brother Dyson hesitated for a moment and said that it was not difficult to do it, but he really didn’t recommend that the other party ask him to do it.
Myanmar is not a traditional business area of Schönbrunn & Partners, which only has one office in Yangon.
He had high-level connections, but as for this matter, it was neither small nor big.
Just having a meal with a deputy mayor in Yangon who is in charge of this aspect is not a hidden cost, it is just some direct expenses, and it may be more bribes than the small leaders of the Electricity Bureau.
Dyson did the math and quoted a price of $30,000.
He said that this was the cost price given because Gu Weijing was a customer. If Gu Weijing was willing to pay the money, Dyson could quickly help him complete all the procedures.
Even if he bulldozes the orphanage, no one will care.
Gu Weijing was very hesitant.
First, he is not sure whether bribery political donations count as "necessary charitable expenditures" in systematic statistics.
Even if you think about it, this thing is really disgusting.
(End of chapter)
