Reborn 80s

Chapter 180 Hype Artwork

Chen Huaiqing can assure you that even though Sun Congxuan looks like a goddess in normal times, she always takes the cold and majestic route in front of people.

But in her bones, she definitely has the talent of being a funny girl.

"In the future, we can collect some antiques and so on. Now domestic prices are also cheap. Antiques are fake, and I don't know if there are many. Anyway, we need to find some masters. Don't spend money, buy them. It's all fake."

Chen Huaiqing sighed softly: "Many good things, even national treasures, are bought by foreigners at extremely cheap prices. This is a pity."

"These pieces record our past and are the roots of our civilization."

Antiques, apart from being valuable, seem to have no other use.

Can't eat, can't use.

However, on every antique is the precipitation of history, telling our past.

There is no civilization in the past, but you still want to have a future, no nonsense!
Why does everyone firmly believe that Huaguo will be strong because we have a glorious past.

The past history tells us that the strength of Huaguo is inevitable, as long as we work hard, we will be able to achieve it.

If you have a goal, you have the power to act.

Take action and you will succeed.

Sun Congxuan smiled and said, "You've already said that. I must take the matter of collecting antiques as a top priority. There are many people in Xiangjiang who have been in the antique business for a long time. When the time comes, I will find a few If you collect it in the capital, you will definitely receive a lot of good things. However, where are you going to put these things?"

Chen Huaiqing suddenly thought of it and said: "Buy a courtyard in the capital, a larger courtyard, and then redecorate the courtyard or something."

The courtyard houses in the capital are really worthless now!

After that, a lot will be dismantled.

So at this time, it is not a problem to buy a courtyard house in the capital and then renovate it.

Chen Huaiqing is not going to talk about major changes, but just add some things that are convenient for life.

For example, in the past, when people came out, they were pulled into a special bucket, and then the servants dealt with it.

This is definitely not possible now, we have to build a toilet with a flush toilet.

The life of the ancients is really unbearable to modern people.

Don't talk about experiencing the life of the ancients, just go to the countryside, and many city people can't feel it.

Let’s talk about the dry toilet, it’s okay in winter, but in summer...

It's almost out of the question!

Squatting on the pedal, with layers of white maggots under him, it's okay to get used to it, but the first time I saw this scene, I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Even, the maggot crawled up from the dry toilet...

Anyway, it's unbearable.

Sun Congxuan: "Apart from antiques, what else?"

Chen Huaiqing smiled and said, "The next thing I want to focus on is what I want to talk about. Do you know much about domestic painters?"

Sun Congxuan: "Qi Baishi?"

Chen Huaiqing smiled lightly and shook his head: "I have an idea! Look, in Europe, paintings are only valuable after the painter dies. For example, Van Gogh is a typical example. He was poor when he died."

Sun Congxuan didn't know much about painters, but she knew a little about Van Gogh's story.

It seems to be living in a hotel, and the proprietress of the hotel is urging for the accommodation fee every day.

Everyone despises the hotel proprietress.

What can a hotel proprietress have to dislike?

People just want their own rent, and they don't pay for it, is it reasonable?
Besides, Van Gogh was in arrears of rent, and no one was kicked out.

"Our country is much better at this point. Before the painter, he can have a very good reputation. With this, he can definitely eat and drink without worrying about it."

Sun Congxuan: "You're not right. Painters are generally not short of money. Van Gogh was poor because people didn't think his paintings were so good at that time, and they couldn't sell them at all. After his death, people were He became famous only when he began to accept Impressionism."

Chen Huaiqing coughed lightly: "Well, my example may be a bit inappropriate. Don't pay attention to these details. What I want to say is that we will dig out some young painters with potential, and we will buy their paintings in advance for collection."

"Even, we can also carry out packaging and publicity on it to make his name famous."

When a painter is famous, his paintings will naturally become valuable.

This is a normal thing.

"In this way, we can make a lot of money in it!"

Sun Congxuan stared at Chen Huaiqing, and muttered, "You really are so wicked."

No matter what, I feel that doing it like this has a bit of a deceptive taste.

Under the package of art, it has become elegant again.

Chen Huaiqing: "Don't talk nonsense, this is art propaganda. You just say, does my idea have a future!"

Sun Congxuan shook her head lightly. This matter will definitely make money: "There must be Qiantu. I will ask someone to do this matter."

Chen Huaiqing and Sun Congxuan went to do this in person?
Just kidding!
At most, they look at the paintings after the selected painter.

Really, that's obviously impossible.

No reason, not worth it.

Can this matter eventually earn billions, or tens of billions?

Sun Congxuan packed the painting into an exquisite gift box, as did the tea leaves.

"Okay, it's getting late. I'll go back first, you go to bed early, raise your pillow up, and think about how to talk about it."

Chen Huaiqing glanced at the sky outside, it was already dark.

The area where they live has always had a good security environment.

No matter how chaotic other areas are, the Rich District has always been peaceful and peaceful.

It's all the same there.

"Why go back, just sleep here! The street lights outside are so dark, what if you fall down? It's nothing if you break your knee, it just hurts for a while. If you hurt your face and leave scars, it's not good .”

Sun Congxuan: "You cursed me, didn't you?"

"Definitely not."

Sun Congxuan rolled her eyes at Chen Huaiqing: "I came here by car. Therefore, I will definitely not fall. Besides, your house should be replaced."

In Xiangjiang, can we pay attention to low-key and the like.

There is no such concept.

Does class know?
There is a strict distinction between the upper class and the lower class in terms of residence.

Everyone will know your strength when they see your residence.

Unlike the mainland, billionaires live in the same community as migrant workers with a salary of 3000 yuan.

Everyone went to the same vegetable market to buy things and ate at the same roadside stalls.

This is not like this at all in Xiangjiang.

Chen Huaiqing doesn't have any big requirements for the house, as long as he can live in it.

When I lived in the student dormitory, more than a dozen people lived in a dormitory, and the house was still dilapidated, and the sound of mice running on the beams could be heard.

Under the bed, there were holes made by mice.

"Change rooms?"

"Well, your house doesn't match your identity. Besides, you can't even fit a security guard here."

At this time in Xiangjiang, there is no such thing as a rich man being kidnapped.

I knew it in my heart, everyone was seeking money, not desperate, so naturally they didn't dare to do anything to the actual controllers of Xiangjiang.

But if something happens, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Sun Congxuan: "I chose a villa, and I will ask Sister Fen to move your things there tomorrow."

For Sun Congxuan's self-assessed arrangement, Chen Huaiqing did not show any dissatisfaction, but instead asked, "What about you?"

"I'll live next to you."

Chen Huaiqing: "It's good like this, and it will be convenient for visiting in the future. Sister Fen and the others don't have to run back and forth like they are now."

Sun Congxuan smiled and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)