TCM in New York

Chapter 160 Selling the Painting to Jensen
Ding Changsheng didn't care much about these things, since neither party was a good thing anyway.

Especially, those who took the opportunity to snap up the donation box.

On the contrary, since the media has apologized and compensated, there is no need to keep watching.

After all, if Changshengtang wants to be successful in the United States, it cannot do without media publicity and reports.

Adults have no right or wrong, only interests.

Ding Changsheng picked up the phone, called Smith, informed him of the incident, and asked him to negotiate specific compensation matters with the media.

Compensation is not only monetary compensation, but also spiritual compensation. In this regard, Ding Changsheng did not choose cash, but chose the side that those media are best at.

It is to use their media advantages to make positive publicity reports for Changshengtang.

As for the amount of publicity resources, it depends on the results of the negotiations on Smith's side.

"Okay, today is a day off. Everyone tidy up the first floor, and then get off work!" After hanging up the phone, Ding Changsheng explained to everyone.

"Okay, BOSS!" Danny Flamel agreed, and led people downstairs to clean up the mess.

Lin Chaosheng, Zhou Linlin and the others all took the initiative to go downstairs to work without telling them.

Because of Ding Changsheng's protection, the back of the counter was not harmed, but the outside of the counter was smashed.

Fortunately, the counter is not that kind of glass, otherwise it would have to be scrapped.

After arranging for everyone to go downstairs to clean up the mess, Ding Changsheng picked up his phone and called Jason.

"Hi! Jason!"

"My dear Ding, are you all right?"

"Fortunately, thank you Jason for speaking up!" Ding Changsheng thanked with a smile.

Don't think that Jensen is so righteous, it's because this matter doesn't involve other things, it's just a conflict, so Jensen and the others will speak up.

If other matters involve politics or fundamental interests, Jason promises not to speak, and it is considered righteous not to step on it.

"You're welcome! I just expressed my opinion a little bit!" Jason said with a relaxed smile.

"Jason, I'm calling you to express my thanks, and I have some good things here, Western oil paintings, and I want to sell them.

I know, Jason, you are also a relatively famous collector, so I will call you to see if you are interested! "Ding Changsheng directly expressed his thoughts.

"Western oil paintings, whose?"

"There are Picasso's, Raphael's, and Paul's, there are about a dozen such oil paintings!
I was thinking of going on the auction, but I thought you are a collector, so I asked you! Ding Changsheng said with a smile.

"Picasso's? And Raphael's and Paul's? Dear Ding! I'm so interested! Thank you my friend!
Thank you for being able to give me this call!I'm going to find you now! "Jensen said excitedly on the phone.

"Hehe! Jason, let me go find you!" Ding Changsheng laughed.

"Haha! Dear Ding, aren't you worried that I'll kill you for money? If only a dozen oil paintings by Picasso, Raphael, and Paul are worth hundreds of millions of dollars." Jason asked with a big smile.

When he said this, Jason's expression fluctuated. As for what he was thinking, he couldn't tell.

"Hehe, Jason, would you kill yourself for [-] million dollars?" Ding Changsheng asked nonchalantly.

He was also full of confidence when he went to Jansen's mansion alone to discuss the oil painting deal.

Although there are not many weapons in his system space, there are more than ten pistols and more than 20 rifles.

While these pistols and rifles can all be collectibles, they can still be used.

Among them, Ding Changsheng's favorite is a Colt M1911A1, which should be one of the most powerful pistols in the world, using 11.43mm pistol bullets.

The reason why this gun became a collectible was not because of its power, but because the gun was produced for collection or decoration.

Rhinoceros horns are inlaid on the handle of the gun, and there are also golden patterns on the body of the gun. These golden patterns are inlaid with pure gold.

Similar to the previous Browning M1906, it was produced for the rich and powerful to collect.

However, it does not hinder his power at all.

With these guns, as long as they are equipped with bullets, with Ding Changsheng's current skills, twenty or thirty people can't keep him.

After hanging up the phone, Ding Changsheng and Zhou Linlin made an explanation, and then drove away from Changshengtang.

On the way to Jansen Manor, Ding Changsheng turned a corner and went to the store to buy a lot of matching bullets.

Although the Colt M1911A1 has long since withdrawn from the stage of military pistols, the stock is very large, and matching bullets are still sold in gun shops.

After buying the bullets, Ding Changsheng drove to Jason's manor.

"Haha! Dear Ding, you are here, you miss me so much!" Jason waited for Ding Changsheng at the gate of the manor.

"Hehe, do you miss me or the painting in my hand?" Ding Changsheng Jason gave a hug, and then took out a few oil paintings that he was about to sell from the trunk.

"Why are there only three oil paintings?"

"I'm afraid that you'll make a fool of yourself, so let's walk around with three paintings first." Ding Changsheng joked.

It's not a joke, Ding Changsheng really wanted to guard against Jensen looking for money.

The three oil paintings add up to 8000 to [-] million US dollars, which is not enough to make Jansen take risks.

Although precautions have been taken, it is better not to use the last resort.

"Haha! Your decision is wise. If you put more than a dozen oil paintings in front of me, I really can't guarantee that you won't be tempted by Cai, and you will kill yourself for it!" Jason said with a haha.

"So, I only took out three paintings this time, and walked around." Ding Changsheng laughed.

The two came to the small drawing room of the castle, talking and laughing.

"Ding, what would you like to drink?"

"Coffee!" Ding Changsheng said casually.

Ding Changsheng really didn't care what to drink.

Jason nodded to the butler who had been following him all the time. After the butler bowed, he turned and went out.

After a while, a servant brought coffee, and at the same time there was another middle-aged man who was a bit bald.

"This is the appraiser of my gallery. He has a lot of research on the works of Picasso and Raphael." Jason introduced with a smile.

"So there is a gallery under Jason's name? It must be the most famous gallery in New York?"

"Hehe, it's just a little bit of fame! When I was young, I studied oil painting for a period of time, but unfortunately I couldn't become a painter due to my limited talent.

So I opened a gallery, which can be regarded as satisfying my childhood dream in disguise, right? "Jason explained with a smile.

Many of the so-called high society in the United States are very fond of arty, which can be regarded as something that is lacking, so just pursue what.

　Ask for a guaranteed monthly pass, and support with a guaranteed monthly pass.Accumulate [-] monthly tickets, add one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)