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Chapter 108 Wedding Photo (3)

"Who doesn't want to marry you, don't confuse the public!"

Qin Nuanyu squeezed Yang Xiaofan's soft waist.

Yang Xiaofan gasped first, then hugged Qin Nuanyu, rubbing against her neck vigorously.

"Squad leader, don't think too much about it. You are mine now. You go to bed early and go to bed late. Besides, you already have a baby, so what's there to be shy about?"

"If you're like this, I'll be too embarrassed to talk to Xiaoqing and Xiaoyun tomorrow."

"Nothing, you just have to learn from me and have a thick skin."

In the end, Qin Nuanyu was still more stubborn than Yang Xiaofan's thick-skinned!She acquiesced and let him stay in the room.

Not long after, the real estate manager at noon sent several documents through WeChat, all of which were copywriting and design drawings prepared by the decoration company.

It can be seen that they worked overtime and put down all other business to rush out the draft.

Although it is scribbled, it can be regarded as taking out all the kung fu inherited from the family.

A variety of designs can be regarded as keeping up with fashion trends.

Yang Xiaofan and Qin Nuanyu consulted together, and finally decided on a design inspiration for the dragon and phoenix, and then submitted it to the other party.

"Just follow this design draft."

"No problem. On my side, let them arrange people immediately and start the decoration. I will make a report for you to see all the materials and funds in the follow-up."

"Okay, after it's done, the money I promised will not be missing from you."

"Thank you Mr. Yang."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaofan chatted with Qin Nuanyu about another issue.

"Do you have any thoughts about taking wedding photos?"

Qin Nuanyu thought for a while.

"Actually, before, I really thought about holding a very romantic wedding and taking a beautiful wedding photo. However, after I really met someone I like, these things seem to become less important Yes. As long as I marry you, I don't care even if I don't have a wedding dress. So, I listen to you in everything. "

Yang Xiaofan caressed Qin Nuanyu's little head.

"You don't have to, but I can't deny it. Just like what my dad said, no matter how your family is, if our family wants to marry you, we have to be beautiful and let you in. I will find a way to take care of the wedding photos. , you go to bed first."

"Well. Don't stay up too late."

"Don't worry, I will definitely leave all my energy to you, wait until ten months later hehehe..."

Qin Nuanyu's face was slightly red, and she couldn't help but spit.

"Damn."

Yang Xiaofan was cheeky, gnawed on her face, took the mobile phone, ran downstairs quickly, went outside to the car to make a phone call.

"Hey, Fatty, it's me, Xiaofan."

His call was to Gu Hao.

Gu Hao is now in charge of the business of the auction house, and he meets countless wealthy people from all over the country every day.

Among them, there must be someone who is responsible for wedding photography.

"Xiaofan, it's so late, why are you looking for me all of a sudden?"

"I have something to ask you. Among the rich people you know, is there anyone who is in charge of taking wedding photos? I want the best one, an ordinary small wedding photo company, don't tell me."

"Of course there are. Rich people get married and find high-end wedding photography companies. Sometimes, a set of wedding photos may cost millions, or even tens of millions. The tourist attractions they go to are also extraordinary. There are many Ordinary people are not qualified to go to this place.”

"Then you can help me contact the best one. Before noon tomorrow, give him my contact information. I want to talk to the other party in person."

"No problem. Besides, you just called me, and I have something to tell you. "

"You said."

"You should also know that your traffic has been increasing sharply recently, so your net worth is also constantly increasing, and with it, the value of your paintings is also constantly increasing."

"In order to increase the value of your paintings, I suppressed the number of auctions every day. Now every day, I have changed from several paintings to five paintings."

"Although the number of auctions has decreased, the money has not been lost. The price of each painting has increased from the original average price of more than 2000 million to more than 4000 million. It has doubled. This is even more attractive. Notice that there are more and more people buying paintings now.”

Yang Xiaofan thought about it for a while, and he understood the reason.

Rare things are more expensive, coupled with the continuous appreciation of one's own identity, it also caused the appreciation of paintings.

"You've done a good job, but even if it's like this, sooner or later there will be a saturated day. If there are too many paintings, it will be worthless. After all, there are only so many rich people in the whole country, and there will be no more."

"I've thought about this a long time ago. After that, your value will definitely appreciate again. At that time, we will reduce the number of auctions again until one painting per day. At that time, the value of one painting will rise to one Billion is not a problem."

"After a while, you will announce that you have washed your hands in the golden basin. From then on, the number of paintings will be fixed, and the number will be counted. It will definitely continue to appreciate. This kind of thing, after all, is not something of real value. After a while Afterwards, the popularity may decrease, and fewer people will buy it. It’s just that at that time, you won’t be able to earn money for a lifetime by selling paintings.”

Yang Xiaofan smiled slightly.

"That's not necessarily the case. The domestic tyrants have finished harvesting, and there are still foreign tyrants."

"Foreigners are not so interested in our Chinese paintings. The cultural differences between our two sides are different."

"What if I paint an oil painting?"

".."

On the other end of the phone, there was a full ten seconds of silence, and then, Gu Hao suddenly burst into a foul language.

"Yang Xiaofan, it's your uncle! How much skill do you still have? We have lived together for more than a year, how come I never found out that you have so many skills?"

It's fine if you know Chinese painting, but you can actually paint oil!

You know, these are two fields with completely different concepts. Although they are both painting, the degree of difficulty in them is quite different!
Ordinary people, after spending a lifetime of effort, may not be able to master one of them to Yang Xiaofan's realm, but Yang Xiaofan has raised two different fields to this kind of master-level realm, what the hell. This is simply Hell.

Yang Xiaofan coughed lightly.

"Low-key, low-key. Didn't I put down my figure and want to be buddies with you? Think about it, if I had displayed my excellent painting skills from the beginning, would we still have so many intersections? You Don't hold my stinky feet every day?"

"That's true. Then I'll forgive you. But when you go back to Jiangsu, you have to buy me a drink to make up for my injured heart."

"I'm afraid I don't have time to drink. I'll give you a salary increase this month."

"make a deal!"

(End of this chapter)