Almighty painter

Chapter 138 Promise
The mayor of Yangon himself needs to treat Chen Shenglin as a guest, and the real rich will not care about a little money.

Mr. Chen just said he wanted the middle school student's painting, but he didn't say the price.

Even if you think about it with your ass, you know that the price is lower than that of an ordinary car, and the inspector feels shabby for Mr. Chen.

What’s more rare is that
Mr. Chen actually gave the other party his personal business card.

Even if it was him, if he wanted to contact the other party, he could only call the other party's secretary's mobile phone.

Kou Kou's father will be amazed at the good luck of this little guy.

It's not very nice to say.

If Mr. Chen didn't mean to give money, he really liked the other party.

Favor is a more precious gift than money. If a painting can be used to connect with wealthy businessmen and tycoons, even the top painters on the rich list of East Asian artists will readily agree.

"Sorry, I... can't give you a guarantee for the time being, I have very important arrangements for this painting." Gu Weijing pondered for a while.

"I don't know what to do!" The secretary frowned.

He knew that his boss looked elegant and easy-going, but in fact he never liked the feeling of being rejected, and Mr. Chen was the only one who denied other people's requests.

The olive branch is extended to you, and it is to reward you with face.

It's fine to be aloof, but facing such a good opportunity, it would be shameless to refuse it ignorantly.

"Why, you don't want to sell?"

Chen Shenglin was also taken aback for a moment.

The collector stared into the young man's eyes, judging whether the other party was trying to put on a show or something.

If so, it would be very disappointing.

Street handicraft hawkers often use tricks and routines of refusal and welcome, and they want to play in front of business giants like themselves.It's really a bit ignorant, the key is still stupid.

Besides,

Chen Shenglin's idea of ​​buying paintings was only because he admired this young man.

In Gu Weijing, he felt that he saw the shadow of a very pure artist.

He liked the painting, but he didn't have to buy it.

No matter how good the paintings of middle school students are, what are they worth compared with the famous paintings worth tens of millions of dollars in their collection?

Chen Shenglin was a little unhappy.

He originally wanted to walk away, but Chen Shenglin found that the other party's eyes seemed to be very clear, without any philistinism or greed.

"Is this painting really important to you? Give me a reason." He asked patiently.

"Mr. Chen, I'm honored that you like this painting, but this is the work I plan to use for the exhibition." Gu Weijing looked at the draft on the easel with an apologetic but sincere tone, "So it's not convenient to sell it at the moment , at least not in the near future.”

Most art exhibitions almost require that artists have the ownership of their submitted works before participating in the exhibition.

Traditional art exhibitions have the function of selling paintings for artists and organizers, and there are even small auctions directly interspersed in the schedule of art exhibitions.

Your paintings are all booked in advance, what else can I sell here?
Of course, high-level international art exhibitions are more cold and less willing to be linked with money.

But there are also restrictions.

And after the exhibition is over, the exhibited works, especially the award-winning ones, may have a special exhibition period, and may be displayed in a local art gallery in the city for several months or half a year.

in short,
It is indeed inconvenient for him to promise to someone the works that participated in the art exhibition.

"Art exhibition?" Chen Shenglin looked at Gu Weijing for a moment, "There is no important art exhibition in Myanmar recently."

"It's the Singapore International Art Biennale in the second half of the year."

Most of the onlookers were expressionless.

I am not a professional painting lover or collector, and I don't have a specific concept for this kind of international art exhibition.

Hearing that Gu Weijing wanted to participate in the art exhibition, many people even looked disapproving.

madness.

It would be fine to put another work in the exhibition.

Once the oil painting is sold, it can be painted again. This kind of opportunity to please the rich and powerful may be once in a lifetime.

On the contrary, Chen Shenglin, who was knowledgeable, was a little awed.

"This year's Lion City Art Exhibition? The student group? It does have this level. The whole of Southeast Asia has been around for so many years, including neighboring countries. There may not be ten young students who can participate in the student group of foreign art biennials."

"It's the master group. I have submitted the registration form to the organizing committee. My goal is to win."

"Well, I'm really ambitious."

Hearing Gu Weijing's words, Mr. Chen stared at the draft for a moment, then sighed and said, "So, I'm taking the liberty."

"What art exhibition is this... so powerful?" Kou Kou's father was surprised.

"The International Art Biennale has always been the cradle of great artists. The works of well-known artists who can win awards in the master category. Even if there is no capital hype, it should not be difficult to sell them for as little as $[-]."

"One hundred thousand dollars?"

This is the salary of Myanmar's working class for more than ten years.

One painting is worth one hundred thousand dollars, and only one drawing is made every month, which is worth millions of dollars a year.

The police officer raised his eyebrows, looked at his daughter's middle school classmate, and said in disbelief, "Only by him?"

"It's really difficult, that's what Carp Leaping over the Dragon's Gate is like. Currently the youngest artist to win an award at the International Mainstream Art Biennale should be Tang Ning, Mr. Cao Xuan's closed disciple, and he should also be the future leader of Chinese painting art. .She won a gold medal at the Shanghai Art Exhibition that year."

Chen Shenglin is very familiar with the art auction market, and casually introduced: "Just over ten years later, Ms. Tang Ning's spring auction in Hong Kong this year, the media estimated that the total auction turnover will be around 5000 million to [-] million Hong Kong dollars. His age She should be younger than Tangning was then."

"That's impossible."

Hearing Mr. Chen's introduction of the difficulty of the Lion City Art Exhibition, Kou Kou's father curled his lips, saying who can't do it.

"Who can say for sure about art." Mr. Chen disagreed with the inspector.

"Since you want to keep this painting for the exhibition, it's not too difficult. I really like your painting, so please draw a line drawing for me. This combination of sketch and line drawing is really impressive. .” The collector changed his proposal.

Gu Weijing immediately took out a pen and sketch paper.

Not counting other things, just talking about Mr. Chen's guidance and help on the composition of his picture, it is really nothing to ask him for a sketch.

practice makes perfect,

It won't take too long for Gu Weijing to complete a line sketch now.

Under the nib of his smooth pen, the outline of a middle-aged man gradually appeared.

It is exactly what the other party looks like when he talks about the thought-provoking concept of "5% of developed society".

Mr. Chen has a deep face, his eyes are gazing into the distance, and five fingers are stretched out from the palm of his right hand.

Knowledgeable, deep and gentle.

Like a statue of a philosopher.

Unexpected and within reason, this sketch once again got the evaluation of [feeling from the heart] in the system evaluation.

Some people have a weak sense of existence, and may have been classmates with the other party for several years. Soon after graduation, they can't even remember the other party's name.

Some people have a strong sense of presence and are born with charisma.

It was the first time they met, but they couldn't help but be attracted to him.

Chen Shenglin was the latter.

Before today, Gu Weijing had only read the other party's name in the newspaper, and Mr. Chen left a deep impression on him after only a short time with him.

"I heard that one of your paintings costs fifteen dollars? People think it's too expensive and don't want to buy it." Chen Shenglin pinched his chin and asked amusedly.

During Gu Weijing's sketching,

The secretary who is good at pitching for his favorite, inquired about Gu Weijing's "rules" when collecting stories, and told the boss as an interesting story.

"Mr. Chen is just a joke. Otherwise, everyone would have to draw, which would be too troublesome." Gu Weijing was helpless.

"Fifteen dollars is indeed expensive by the standards of street painters in tourist attractions in Yangon." Mr. Chen said with a smile.

"I'm a little money fanatic, I usually earn a lot of pocket money." Kou Kou's father answered the question in a timely manner and laughed, cheering for the entrepreneur.

"But at the level of this painting..."

Chen Shenglin changed his tone and paused: "Oh, I won't mention money."

"You painted with great care. This kind of divine work is hard to come by. Fifteen dollars, even if this work is ruined, I can't afford it." He shook his head.

"Well, I'll make you a promise. Studying art in Burma is expensive and not easy. I've given you my business card, boy. If you need financial support or other help, call the number above. "

Chen Shenglin's tone didn't sound like he was joking.

"Of course, the right to interpret this promise belongs to me, provided that I do what I can and am willing to do." He said lightly.

There was a continuous sound of air-conditioning all around.

When the other party handed Gu Weijing his business card just now, the Inspector was just surprised, but now his envious face has turned green.

"Damn it, how can this guy make Boss Chen think so highly of him."

A sketch in exchange for such a promise?
Painting with gold powder is not so expensive.

A promise made by Boss Chen, although the right to interpret it belongs to the entrepreneur, but Kou Kou's father promised that even if Gu Weijing is now asking for a Ferrari sports car.

People should not even blink their eyelids.

Of course, this kind of promise to Ferrari is obviously an unwise act of arrears of emotional intelligence.

Mr. Inspector considered,

He felt that if he was Gu Weijing, he would either keep this promise, or ask Mr. Chen to sponsor him to study in a prestigious European Academy of Fine Arts.

All the prestigious private schools and art colleges in Europe are extremely expensive.

Counting the cost of living, without international scholarships and study abroad subsidies, it is not necessarily cheaper to go to graduate school than a Ferrari.

Moreover, this kind of request does not exceed the rules and is measured. It not only benefits, but also leaves a good impression, and can maintain a good personal relationship with Mr. Chen for a long time.

What a pity that such a promise fell into the hands of a middle school student.

It may also be because the other party is a middle school student that the entrepreneur will make such a promise.

"If I have this kind of opportunity, let Mr. Chen help me to go further in the police system, will he agree? Or..."

All kinds of possibilities come to mind.

Kou Kou's belly under the police uniform was shaking and shaking, and he kept taking deep breaths to keep himself from screaming out of jealousy.

"If that's the case. I do have a problem and I hope you can help me." Gu Weijing thought for a moment, then said immediately.

Too impatient.

The secretary shook his head quietly in his heart.

What is the identity of the boss, since he has agreed to you, he will follow his words, and there is no way he will go back on his word.

A more mature way of dealing with things should be more stable, call again in a few days, and politely put forward your request.

As soon as Mr. Chen made his request, you couldn't wait to entangle him, and the food was more or less eager and ugly.

The secretary can also understand in his heart.

After all, as a middle school student, it is normal to be eager to get such benefits suddenly.

Among the people present, there were many who could get the boss's promise, which was worse than this kid's performance.

"I've been pretending to be tepid and calm, I really thought you could be calm."

The secretary laughed in his heart.

"Oh? Young man, what do you need me to do for you?" Chen Shenglin raised his eyebrows.

"I need a government approval note." Gu Weijing said.

Whoa!This is really dare.

The secretary was surprised at first, then sneered.

No wonder he had to speak out on the spot, fearing that the boss would go back on his word. It turned out that his ambition was bigger than he thought.

"Government approval? Oh, is your family running a factory or real estate?" Chen Shenglin stared at Gu Weijing with a burning gaze, and slowly shook his head: "Don't treat me like a fairy, there are some things I can't do."

"And young man, you just gave me a sketch with a pen, so it's too greedy for me to ask for such a big business."

Chen Shenglin's face was still gentle, but his tone had cooled down.

He doesn't like such aggressive people.

"I'm not greedy and want to ask you for such a big business as land approval. All I want is a permit for electrification. There are still no modern facilities here."

Gu Weijing stomped his feet lightly and pointed to the candlestick placed by the window: "I wanted to connect the Good Luck Orphanage to Yangon's urban power grid, but I encountered difficulties and could not get the approval for the renovation. "

Ever since the first advance payment of US$36 from the Scholastic Group was transferred to Gu Weijing's account, there was a truly huge amount of money in his wallet.

If the quotation of the entire contract is included, the total amount easily exceeds one hundred thousand dollars.

Once you have money, how to spend it becomes a new problem.

Unlike the sporadic income of hundreds of dollars from receiving orders online before, this money is all bought for daily necessities. Firstly, it is too much, and secondly, it is a pity.

Even with the official exchange rate, this is 2 million kyats, which is enough to modernize the orphanage and provide necessary living facilities such as electricity and running water.

Although Yangon has plenty of sunshine, the entire orphanage uses photovoltaic solar power up and down, which is not stable. The best solution is still to connect to the city power grid.

Gu Weijing originally thought that with money, all problems would be solved.

As a result, just after expressing their intention to reform to the local government on weekends, they were educated by reality.

The bureaucratic system in Yangon is really not clean.

This Sunday, the headmistress just went to the local power bureau. Hearing that the orphanage might have money, various approval departments began to prepare for food and cards.

Gu Weijing consulted Dyson on this issue.

Brother Dyson hesitated for a moment, saying that it is not difficult to do this, but he really does not recommend that the other party ask him to do it.

Myanmar is not the traditional business scope of Schönbrunn & Associates, and only has an office in Yangon.

He has high-level contacts, but this matter, it is not small, it is not big.

Just having a meal with a deputy mayor in Yangon who is in charge of this aspect is not considered a hidden cost, but just some direct expenses. If it is not done well, it may ask for more bribes than the small leader of the Electricity Bureau.

Dyson calculated and quoted a price of [-] US dollars.

He said that this is already the cost price given by Gu Weijing as a customer. If Gu Weijing is willing to pay the money, Dyson can quickly help him with all the procedures.

Even if he bulldozed the orphanage, no one would care.

Gu Weijing was very hesitant.

First of all, he is not sure whether political donations paid for bribes count as "necessary charitable expenditures" in the system's statistics.

Even if it counts, this matter alone is really disgusting.

(End of this chapter)