The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei put down the phone and said with a smile: "I was just about to make an appointment with George W. Bush! Instead, he made an appointment with me first."

Luo Yuxi was stunned: "Bush? Are you talking about George W. Bush who just became president?"

Yang Fei said: "Who else could be there besides him?"

Luo Yuxi's eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "It seems that people have to become famous. They say that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. I think that whether the pig is strong or not will inevitably be affected by the knife. And people must be famous. Only then can you live your life as a person.”

Yang Fei smiled and said: "Besides, if you want to become famous, you must do it as soon as possible! Your husband should be successful in this world."

At this time, Chen Mo came in and said to Yang Fei, "Someone is here to visit."

Yang Fei was surprised: "Who is it? It can't be George W. Bush, right? Not many people know where I live!"

Chen Mo smiled and said: "He is a Chinese living in the United States. He introduced himself as an artist."

Yang Fei asked: "What's your name?"

"Qu Wenyi."

"Male or female?"

"male."

"Haha, have any of you heard of this person?"

Everyone shook their heads and said they had never heard of this person.

Yang Fei said: "That's strange, how does he know I live here?"

Chen Mo said: "I asked him the same question, and he said that you left your contact address at the auction. He saw the information you left and came here."

Yang Fei said: "The auction company is too unreliable, isn't it? How can our address be known to anyone so casually?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "He works for the auction company, so he can see your information."

Yang Fei said: "Please invite him in!"

Qu Wenyi is indeed very artistic. He has long hair tied up in a shawl and a goatee. He is quite tall and strong and carries a big black bag on his back.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, nice to meet you." Qu Wenyi did not have the arrogance common among literary artists, and spoke politely.

The face also looks more festive.

Yang Fei shook hands with him, asked him to sit down, and asked, "Mr. Qu, will you be able to learn something when you come here?"

Qu Wenyi smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Yang is a great collector. I brought some paintings and I would like to ask Mr. Yang to appreciate and criticize them."

When Yang Fei heard this, he knew the purpose of the other party's visit and said with a smile: "I don't dare to take the word great seriously. Let's study together what works you have!"

Qu Wenyi opened the big bag he brought and took out several painting tubes.

Fu Heng and others came to watch.

Qu Wenyi took out several paintings and unfolded them one by one for Yang Fei to see.

He painted oil paintings.

Yang Fei looked at it and felt that the painting was okay, so he asked: "Mr. Qu, if I want to collect these paintings of yours, how much polish will I have to pay?"

When Qu Wenyi heard this, he was extremely excited. He held his hands together unconsciously and said, "Mr. Yang, I still have many paintings at home. I can bring them to you. As for the price, you can just give me the price."

Yang Fei said: "That's not possible. These paintings have been created by you for decades of hard work and hard work. You know their prices best. You tell me the price, and then I can decide how many of your works to collect."

Qu Wenyi said: "I have a total of 135 works that I think are pretty decent. If you like them all, can you see them for one hundred thousand dollars?"

"135 works, US$100,000?" Yang Fei asked back to confirm.

"Yes, yes. If Mr. Yang thinks the price is too expensive, it can be negotiated." Qu Wenyi said a little embarrassed, thinking that his price was too high.

"Mr. Qu, have you been short of money recently? Are you in urgent need of money?" Yang Fei asked gently.

"Yes, to be honest with Mr. Yang, I can't even pay the rent recently."

"Okay, if you say one hundred thousand, then one hundred thousand. I will send someone to follow you and transport the works over."

Qu Wenyi did not expect that the trip would go so smoothly, and said happily: "Thank you, Mr. Yang!"

Yang Fei walked him to the door and sent Ma Feng to follow him to get the painting.

Chen Mo asked: "Yang Fei, are these paintings of his valuable?"

Yang Fei smiled and said: "It's not worth it."

Chen Mo said: "Then you still buy it?"

Yang Fei said: "I just want to help him."

Chen Mo said: "You! This is a random act of mercy! It's one hundred thousand dollars! Do you think it's a small number?"

Yang Fei said: "When did you start to become such a housekeeper?"

Chen Mo blushed slightly and said, "I'm too lazy to care about you. I just feel weird."

Yang Fei said: "He is an artist, but he was forced by life to work in an auction house. This shows that he is at the end of his rope and is a hard-working young man. The fact that he can find me based on the information I left shows that he is smart He dares to come here to visit me alone, which shows that he is a very confident person. Anyway, I admire this person very much, and I am willing to help such people. It is not terrible for people to encounter difficulties, but they must first Only by helping yourself can you get help from others.”

Chen Mo said: "You don't have to explain to me."

Yang Fei said: "It's necessary. Who called you Chen Mo?"

Chen Mo smiled sweetly.

Ma Feng dragged the painting back.

Some of the paintings had already been framed, and together they were heavy and bulky, so Ma Feng had to find a truck to drag them back.

Yang Fei set aside a utility room on the first floor to store these paintings.

Throughout the afternoon, everyone was sorting and admiring these paintings.

After Wang Yuanzhi appreciated it, he smiled and said: "This man's paintings are still good, but he has not become famous. Maybe he will never have the chance to become famous in his life, but it does not prevent him from becoming an excellent painter."

Fu Hengdao: "There is a difference between excellent painters and famous painters. The most direct manifestation is the price of paintings. For excellent painters, the paintings may be excellent, but the prices are definitely not high. And the paintings of famous artists, even if they are very good, Generally, they can be sold at sky-high prices.”

Wang Yuanzhi sighed softly: "This is the celebrity effect, and it is no exception from ancient times to the present."

Luo Yuxi smiled and said: "I think gold will always shine, but some light, like the light of stars, cannot be seen until hundreds or even thousands of years later."

Yang Fei glanced at her and thought that this made sense.

Ning Xin asked how to arrange dinner?

Everyone said it’s better to have a barbecue!

Yang Fei asked Luo Yuxi's opinion.

Luo Yuxi said it was good to have barbecue.

So, at dinner time, everyone sat together in the courtyard, eating barbecue and chatting, which was quite pleasant.

It is said that people flock together and things divide into groups.

The friends Yang Fei made were all people who would rather sit at home, chat and read, than go out to sing in bars.

Everyone has the same hobbies, so we have more common topics to talk about.

That night, Yang Fei did not stay with Luo Yuxi and sent a rat to take her back.

In the evening, after eating more barbecue and drinking a few more bottles of beer, Yang Fei felt anxious and got up to go to the bathroom.

Suddenly, Yang Fei heard some strange sounds.

Almost subconsciously, Yang Fei secretly shouted: "There is a thief!"

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