A person who plays the erhu is even more sarcastic than his brother.

Manman deeply felt that no one around her brother should underestimate them.

After a row of people sat down, Ji Yun said to Manman: "I just asked Manager Du, and he said you don't have any works now. I wanted to see your works."

Manman smiled: "There are many excellent works by young calligraphers and painters here. One that Brother Ji saw everywhere is better than mine."

Ji Yun said without hesitation: "You are overly modest."

Manman was shocked: I thought that this person would occasionally look like cotton, occasionally like a knife, but he didn't know which one was real and which one was fake.

"Why do you want to see her painting?" Jun Ye asked slowly for his sister.

"It's said that she can make a painting of 50,000 or 600,000 per painting on the market."

When Jun Ye heard Ji Yun's answer, he was shocked. His fingers holding the cup trembled twice. When he saw his sister's face, he never thought that her painting was worth a thousand gold now.

Five or six hundred thousand is definitely an exaggeration. How is it possible? Manman herself is an insider and knows it is impossible. Nowadays, the best living painters in China, sell their works depends on the qualifications and age of the writer. At her age, she will still have a long time to paint in the future. The works cannot be at a high price of hundreds of thousands, or at most about hundreds of thousands. If she lives to a very old age and can't paint, she may no longer be alive, and her works are worth hundreds of thousands, which is possible.

But what Ji Yun said was serious, as if he was prepared: "After asking about your name that day, I specially asked a few friends in the industry and said that you had a painting that was indeed priced at 640,000 yuan in the market. This was shocked at home and abroad. Because at your age, a painting should not have such a high price."

Can her painting sell for so much money?

Why didn't she know it herself!

No, she has to take back the work.

"Are you mistaken?" Du Yu couldn't help but be anxious when he heard this. After all, after coming to Beijing, he was the one who sold Manman's works on her behalf. If the works he helped her sell were far lower than the current market price, he would have to take some responsibility, which means that the price he told her was too low. This is not a matter of tense money, but a matter of the reputation of Manman's works.

When Ji Yun saw that neither of them had heard of this, he felt something strange and said, "Does she have a painting called 'Caisangmo Shangcang'?"

"This—" Du Yu recalled carefully, as if he had never handled such a work, because the name of this work was very special and he should have a special impression.

Everyone looked at Manman with questions.

Manman's Yue'er frowned slightly, and was frightened and recalled, and finally said: "It was painted three years ago. At that time, I worked in a company. I went to the company in early summer because I changed jobs. The company refused to take it away when I left, but I remember that company didn't appreciate it."

"What do you mean?" Ji Yun and everyone showed a tone more surprised than her.

"I think the value of my painting should not be as high as more than 600,000." Manman was sincere and understood.

Ji Yun and the others could no longer describe her reaction at this moment as "over-modest".

Jun Ye pursed his cold mouth and smiled: His sister is not honest, but is called knowing the importance and seeing thoroughly.

The commercial mystery of a painting is evident in the over-exploited way. However, why some people insist on raising the price of her painting alone remains to be verified.

"You shouldn't think so." Ji Yun's face looked serious and thoughtful, as if he was considering her, and said, "No matter why those people are hyping up the price of your painting, your reputation is great, and no matter how much you sell your works, you won't be cheap."

"That's because you don't know what I painted." Manman disagreed with this. "My painting is about picking mulberry trees, and it is average in terms of subject matter and idea. What's more, I was not well-versed in the world three years ago, and I am now three years later, both in terms of thought and technicality."

A painter, especially a Chinese painter, has a particularly important charm, which is based on the painter's reflection on everything in the world.

When Ji Yun heard that she had said this, he looked at Boss Liu beside him.

Boss Liu has seen her painting with his own eyes, so he speaks more powerfully than Ji Yun's tone, saying: "A professor commented that your painting is good. It is between the East and the West, and it is a fusion of East and West culture. It is rare in Chinese paintings, especially among young writers."

East-West culture?

Manman suddenly remembered: Because it was fun, she tried to add some inappropriate Western oil painting factors to her Chinese paintings.

Could it be that I am really lucky?

Can anyone be attracted to this?

“Which professor?”

"Lou Xiangqing."

Du Yu had heard of the name Boss Liu said and sighed: "This professor is quite strange."

"Senior brother, do you recognize it?" Manman asked.

"Although this woman retired, she opened her own studio and also had a company that specializes in the works of second-rate writers and earned high profits." Du Yu said, "Because you all know that the works of a second-rate writer are not necessarily second-rate. It is not impossible if one or two of them are hyped up and the profits earned by the company in this company are definitely far higher than those of the works of masters who have been positioned at high prices."

In the art world, the price of works is high and low, and what they originally depend on is the reputation of some so-called experts.

Everyone understands this truth, the problem is how Du Yu said Lou Xiangqing was strange.

Du Yu continued: "When we first came to Beijing, there were not many ways. I had thought of trying to cooperate with intermediary companies that already had market share. After all, these companies are usually run by big painters themselves. With their own ways, it is easy for our painters to make a name for themselves. I remember a batch of paintings I sent to this professor's company, but when they saw them, they all rejected them, including your paintings."

Now, when she heard that her paintings were rejected by experts, Manman's mentality was balanced. Thinking back to the beginning, she was either wiped out in her hometown. Not to mention that the experts didn't appreciate them, even her family could trample her down.

Now, with such a sharp contrast, Lou Xiangqing's completely different attitudes towards her paintings. What Manman and the others could feel at least was that this woman was extremely not simple.

Even Ji Yun no longer naively thought that this woman was selling out the price of Manman's works for Manman's sake.

First of all, even though Manman's painting was sold by Lou Xiangqing for more than 600,000, the copyright of the painting already belonged to Lou Xiangqing. Manman did not get any gross profit in it, and Lou Xiangqing was not selling paintings for Manman at all.

Secondly, since Lou Xiangqing can now promote Manman's old works, it means that she can be used to sell the painting in front of her at a higher price to devalue Manman's current paintings, so that Manman's future paintings will be at a lower price on the market.

In fact, Lou Xiangqing should have done the same, otherwise she would not have hyped Manman's paintings to a height of more than 600,000.

"This kind of black-hearted person is not uncommon in the industry." Du Yu shook his head, "I just accidentally encountered it by us."

It is because the fate of a painter is too many factors that depend on luck that Manman can deeply feel the unfair treatment and hardships that painters of all generations say have suffered. For example, the world-famous Van Gogh can only be respected after his death, and Manman then decided to change careers.

Because of this idea of ​​changing careers, countless people have said that her family did not understand it. But today, she increasingly believes that her decision is correct. Dreams can exist, but she cannot abandon her family for her dreams and let her family bear material suffering with her. It is not too late to fill her stomach first, wear warm clothes first, and then talk about dreams.

What does a person seek in this world in his life? Some people seek great reputation after death, but Manman thinks it is all false. Her request is very simple. As long as the people around her are healthy, dress warmly, eat well, have a house and watch TV, hold the money in their hands, and don’t worry about money when seeing a doctor.

During their debates, Jun Ye just listened quietly, and his face was still moving, and he could rarely see what emotions were below him.

Ji Yun's clear-cut fingers hit the table, like a musician typing the keys, full of thinking and the artist's restrained temperament. Then he said to Manman: "Actually, I have another purpose to come here, to discuss cooperation."

Manman and Du Yu thought it was Boss Liu who was willing to bring the secret recipe of palace cheese to them, and both said happily: "As long as there is a intention to cooperate, it is not a problem to distribute the interests."

Ji Yun's face froze and slowly corrected them: "He talked to you about Boss Liu's cooperation, and I'm talking about my intention to cooperate with you."

Boss Liu, who was beside him, laughed: "I won't sell my secret recipe. Of course, if you want to cooperate, it's not impossible. I can set up a small window here to borrow your blessed land and promote your and my brand at the same time."

Du Yu hurriedly said: "There is no problem with this."

Ji Yun, who was snatched away from the business in the middle for this reason, glared at Boss Liu.

Manman and Du Yu then asked him: "What does Brother Ji say?"

"That's right." Ji Yun pointed to the painting hanging on the wall. "Before I came, I thought about it and first look at the environment here. After coming here, I found that it was very elegant and in line with the elements of our ancestors. Since you can sell the culture of our ancestors, our ancestors' culture not only includes paintings, characters, handicrafts, but also music. I think, can I recommend some ethnic instrumental musicians to do some performances here?"

When Ji Yun said these words, his confidence was still a bit lacking. After all, at the beginning, it was Boss Liu's skills rather than his.

If Manman and they don't appreciate it.

Manman and Du Yu, who were sitting opposite, showed their expressions, as if they were a little unpredictable.

This made him feel a little anxious: "Is there anything wrong?"

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"We have thought about such a thing, but what we think is, are they willing?" Du Yu and Manman looked at each other and raised difficulties.

Sorry, they have high requirements. Although they are all wearing works of young painters, if they want to be selected for auction here, these paintings must have absolute potential and they will never reduce their style. Therefore, they have not thought that like Western restaurants, they can provide some musical enjoyment for guests during meals. However, professional-level national instrumental musicians are easy to find, and they do not have connections in this regard. Even if they find it, it is a big problem whether they are willing to leave the big stage of the National Grand Theater and come to their small restaurants to perform.

"That's what I think." Ji Yun's face relaxed after knowing their doubts, and showed a pleasant smile of appreciation. "First, there are some ethnic instrumental musicians who do not absolutely accept this kind of performance as you think. For example, some students actually need some audience affirmation and stage experience. Second, this is also beneficial to the spread of our traditional Chinese culture between the market. In the National Grand Theater, there will be fewer public welfare performances for ordinary people every year. But now the people are busy with a lot of time and don't have this time to go to the theater. Your restaurant is a good place to fill the gap."

Listening to his tone, he is a full-length teacher and research scholar.

While accepting it, Manman and the others couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Jun Ye looked at the watch.

When Manman saw his move, he immediately said, "You can leave first if you have something to do. Brother can send me back."

When Ji Yun heard this, he laughed at Jun Ye: "Look at how caring your sister is to you."

Jun Ye's lips moved, and a trace of air conditioning was pulled out between his teeth: "Yes."

Du Yu shuddered: Jun Ye knew that he was targeting him, and he thought he was in the way.

Ji Yun looked at them a few times and smiled at Manman: "If your senior brother is not available, I can also send you home."

It was Manman's turn to chill: She swears that this black-hearted squad leader said this, it was definitely intentional and intentional.

Ji Yun really made this idea and said, "I'll go to your house for free tonight. Didn't Ziye live in the same building as you? If there is no empty space in your place, I'll go to Ziye's family. Ziye is a good person and will always take me in."

Master Yao has a good reputation and has a reputation among his old classmates. Let’s compare with her, Brother Yan Luo.

"Since you said that Ziye is better than me, why don't you give Ziye tickets?" Jun Ye was definitely not satisfied with being so hurt in front of his sister, even if it was compared with Yao.

"I originally wanted to give it to Ziye, but Ziye said that you have a fiancée and need something more than him. We also bet whether you will send the tickets or ask your fiancée for a date."

Ji Yun told this song together, and Jun Ye's face became even darker.

It was not that they were belittled by them, but that the original deity was actually used by the two of them to bet. It can be said that it was because of the fun of this bet that they wanted to give him the vote.

Gripping teeth: "Okay, go to Ziye's house to eat."

Manman almost squirted out a mouthful of water: Her brother is so jealous.

Ji Yun smiled discontently, and then separated from Boss Liu, he really took their car to the military compound with them.

It was almost six o'clock in the evening and Mr. Yao returned home.

Seeing one or two sitting in the living room waiting for him, Mr. Yao's expression was wonderful for a moment, and then, as always, the evil smile that electrocuted the person was not worth his life: "Why, do you miss me?"
To be continued...