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Yaoyao nodded vigorously and said in a sweet voice: "Remember, I didn't even tell the head teacher, I only told the Tabby Cat, is that okay?"

I pinched her little nose and laughed softly: "Of course."

Yaoyao curled her little lips and said with some distress: "Uncle, uncle, our family has too many secrets. I have forgotten many of them."

After hearing this, I couldn't help but smile, and carried her upstairs to the second floor. When I passed by the negotiation room, I found the door open, and Fang Yunxi was sitting at the table with a middle-aged man. I listened to a few words of the conversation, then walked in with Yaoyao in my arms, and sat quietly on the sofa next to me.

Fang Yunxi glanced at the two of them, nodded slightly, and continued to explain: "Mr. Liu, the price of work No. 57 is already very low, and I have given you a 20% discount. This price should be quite fair, and it cannot be exceeded. Otherwise, not only will the art academy not make any profit, but even the painter himself will not agree. Every work they create has cost a lot of effort. If it is sold at a low price, the painter will also think that this is a violation of his Disrespect for the hard work of creation.”

The middle-aged man smiled, took out a cigarette from his coat pocket, lit it, and waved his hand: "Director Fang, what you said makes sense, but the price of five thousand yuan is still too high. That's right, after all, this painter is not a famous person, and his works don't have much collection value. I went to Beijing a while ago, and the calligraphy and paintings there are very cheap. Those fakes that are so vividly imitated can be bought for a few hundred yuan. , it’s better to use as a gift than this.”

Fang Yunxi smiled slightly, shook her head slightly and said: "Mr. Liu, our Rujing Chinese Painting Museum does not deal in counterfeiting. As for the reputation of the painter, of course it is very important, but what we pay more attention to is the quality of the art work itself. The price of each work is determined by a very professional appraiser, and a profit concession has been made in the first sale, and it really cannot be any more favorable.”

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, so he lit a cigarette and discussed the price with Fang Yunxi, but his eyes were not idle, glancing over her body.

I could see clearly from the side, I couldn't help but frown slightly, pinched Yaoyao's little butt, put her aside, stood up and said: "Director Fang, right? I also like the work No. 57, five thousand The price is still acceptable. Since this gentleman thinks it’s expensive, just sell it to me.”

Fang Yunxi frowned slightly, then took a sip of tea, smiled, and said: "Mr. Liu, this gentleman also likes the work No. 57, what do you mean?"

The middle-aged man looked a little uncomfortable, so he turned around, stared at me hatefully, and said impatiently: "Okay, Director Fang, then as you said, five thousand yuan, I Take it.”

Fang Yunxi pursed her lips and smiled, winked at me, and said softly: "I'm sorry! This gentleman, Mr. Liu came here first. How about you choose another work?"

I sighed and said with some regret: "What a pity. I have been admiring this work for a long time, and the more I look at it, the more I like it. I was determined to win it, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late."

The middle-aged man was a little depressed at first, but after hearing what I said, he immediately became happy again. After paying, he took the bill and walked out.

Fang Yunxi left her seat, walked to the door, closed the door gently, frowned and said: "Xiaoquan, how can you mess around? Be careful that people say you are a 'trustee!' Once word spreads, it will affect the Chinese Painting Academy reputation, then the gain outweighs the loss.”

I snorted, waved my hand and said, "This man is not honest. He is not negotiating the price at all. Look at what he is wearing and the leather bag and mobile phone he is using. They are all high-end goods. How can he be a man who is short of money? He took the opportunity of buying a painting to strike up a conversation with you, but I don’t think he has any good intentions at all.”

Fang Yunxi smiled sweetly, shook her head slightly and said: "Xiaoquan, don't be so sure. Many people are not as beautiful as they appear on the surface. Five thousand yuan is not a small amount. Let's discuss the price. It's still reasonable. Excusable.”

After thinking about it, I frowned and said: "Aunt Yunxi, in the future, we should hire someone to do the business work of the Chinese painting gallery. You and Sister Yunhan can be responsible for the management. You don't have to do it yourself. That would be too hard." ”

Fang Yunxi couldn't help but chuckled, and said softly: "Okay, then listen to the big boss. After a few days, when you find the right candidate, I will not be responsible for the price negotiation. I will only be the hands-off shopkeeper. In this way, Alright?"

I chuckled, nodded repeatedly and said, "That's best."

Fang Yunxi returned to her desk and said with a smile: "Xiaoquan, do you know how much the transaction volume was this morning?"

I said casually: "I see there are quite a few people here, there should be hundreds of thousands."

Fang Yunxi smiled, shook her head, and said softly: "Wrong, it's 370,000."

I was shocked and said in disbelief: "Aunt Yunxi, how come you sold so many?"

Fang Yunxi smiled lightly and said softly: "The painter introduced by Mr. Gu is really amazing. He only brought two long scroll works, but they were both taken by a businessman and bought at a price of 10,000 per square foot. , his personal works alone sold for 180,000 yuan."

I was stunned, frowned and said, "Is the person buying the painting wearing a Tang suit and using a cane?"

Fang Yunxi pursed her lips and smiled, and said with some surprise: "Xiaoquan, how did you know?"

I smiled and explained softly: "That man is Qi Fandong, the boss of Yinhu Group. I just met him downstairs. I am afraid that such a generous person is rare in Yuzhou, so I am the first to guess to him."

Fang Yunxi sighed softly and said with some regret: "Actually, the painting sold for a low price. Mr. Gu believes that if the painter can gain a reputation commensurate with his strength, the two works can sell for at least 300,000 yuan. "

I said calmly: "Aunt Yunxi, don't worry, if he really has that kind of strength, he will become famous sooner or later."

While the two were talking, a burst of hearty laughter came from the corridor. I was slightly startled, stood up quickly, and said with a wry smile to myself: "The authentic work of the leader really received a different response. Even Mr. Xia actually came to support it."

I left the room and saw Li Weiguo walking towards me, accompanied by Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee Secretary Xia Xinping. Next to him was a beautiful middle-aged woman, but it was Ms. Zhang from the TV station. She was wearing a light yellow skirt, holding a white bag in her hand, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth. Sip, smiling happily.

Li Weiguo looked up and happened to see me. He couldn't help but stopped in surprise and asked with a smile: "Xiaoquan, are you here to buy calligraphy and paintings too?"

I smiled slightly, bravely went up to him, and explained with a smile: "Secretary Wei Guo, this Chinese painting gallery is opened by my sister."

"Oh?" Li Weiguo frowned and asked in confusion, "Are you related to Ms. Wan?"

I nodded and said vaguely: "They are distant relatives. They haven't moved around much in the past few years."

Li Weiguo smiled slightly. Although he had doubts, he did not say anything more. Instead, he introduced Xia Xinping to me.

Ms. Zhang came over, looked me up and down, smiled suddenly, and said softly: "I remember, you are Yunhan's brother who is the county party secretary, right?"

I smiled and said, "Hello, Aunt Zhang. I heard Sister Yunhan mention you before."

Ms. Zhang smiled and said softly: "A few days ago, I heard from Sister Yunhan that the gallery was about to open. I called Secretary Wei Guo and asked him to come over and support the opening."

I quickly smiled and said, "Aunt Zhang is interested."

Ms. Zhang turned around and said: "Old Li, you go and buy those two works first. I'll go sit in Yunhan's office."

Li Weiguo nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Okay, you go there first, I will accompany Secretary Xinping to take a look, and I will arrive later."

I let the two old secretaries into the negotiation room, introduced Fang Yunxi to them, and personally made tea for them. Then I said with a smile: "Secretary Xia, which two works have you chosen? I'll get them for you." .

Xia Xinping smiled and waved his hand and said, "You are very generous, so I won't be polite. You can take the painting "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" and give it to me."

I touched my nose and smiled, scratched my head repeatedly and said, "Old man, I can't make the decision on that."

Fang Yunxi pursed her lips and smiled, half joking and half serious: "Secretary Xinping, if I give that calligraphy to you, our art gallery will be closed."

Li Weiguo and Xia Xinping both smiled slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. Li Weiguo smiled and said: "Director Fang, don't worry, I am very happy to see this authentic work of the leader with my own eyes."

Fang Yunxi smiled and said: "Secretary Weiguo, I have always heard Xiaoquan talk about your kindness in the past. As long as it is not this kind of calligraphy, you can choose whatever you want, and I will get it for you."

Li Weiguo smiled kindly, shook his head slightly and said: "Director Fang, you don't have to be polite. It was just a joke, don't take it seriously. That kid Qingquan helped me a lot back then. After all, we worked together, so he will naturally read It's good for me."

I chuckled and said very politely: "Old man, I don't dare to take that seriously. If it weren't for your teachings, I wouldn't be where I am now. Besides, that year I went to your place for a drink with Secretary-General Jianzhang, and before I left, I touched several bottles of you. Maotai! Let me see, when your family holds a happy event, I will cover all the money for the banquet."

Li Weiguo sighed, lit a cigarette, frowned, took a sip, blew out the smoke ring, and said with a wry smile: "Go and talk to Yuanyuan about this. As long as she is willing to get married soon, I will give you another box." It’s all about wine.”

I didn't expect that it aroused the old man's thoughts, so I quickly changed the subject and said with a smile: "Aunt Fang, you may not know that Secretary Weiguo and Secretary Xinping are both good at writing beautiful calligraphy. They are the richest people in Qingzhou. Famous folk calligraphers, since they are here today, I must ask them to leave their calligraphy treasures."