Almighty painter

Chapter 148 Red Carp

Take off his arm, or kidnap a girl.

This kind of ruthless words that ooze blood from between the lines, none of the three men present showed any change in expression.

Underworld?

This is a desperado who follows me and prospers, and who opposes me perishes.

I really thought that after watching a few old-fashioned Hong Kong movies like "The True Colors of a Man", I thought that the gangsters are all good brothers who donate money and donate money?

During the Spring Festival, I can bring a big bag of money and come to your door to pay New Year greetings with good words, and I will give you a luxury sports car without even frowning.Then when throwing your whole family into the Yangon River to feed the fish, the same brow will not move.

otherwise,

Could it be that with his bald head, he looks benevolent and kind-eyed, as if he specializes in running a charitable hall?
Even the deputy police inspector turned a deaf ear to the bald head's words, closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Officer Wu, I already know the matter, thank you for the news. Please contact me. I would like to ask your old man to go to the Shwedagon Pagoda to burn incense at the Songkran Festival next month. This year, the Myanmar government has refurbished and restored the big The murals in the Golden Pagoda were painted by internationally renowned artists, and they are very beautiful.”

The underworld godfather did not deal with Gu Weijing in a hurry.

The middle-aged man flipped through the calendar by the table and arranged a time casually.

Then pointing at the bald head, he said in a gentle voice: "The Gu Weijing he is talking about is a young man I have a crush on. You might as well take a look at his murals. The colors are vivid and aura, and they are worth pondering carefully."

"Mister is really refined. I will definitely tell our old man. It's just that my old man is a vulgar soldier who has held a gun all his life. I'm afraid I will bother you to explain the beauty of the murals."

The second generation of the army who had just been transferred from Mandalay to Yangon resigned with a smile.

Their level of black and white collusion has long passed the point where I will tip you off and you will give me some benefits.

It's too tacky, and I can't get it out.

It's often like this, everything goes without saying.

"Sir, you haven't said how to deal with Gu Weijing?"

After the bald head saw Officer Wu leaving, Brother Hao didn't speak for a long time, but just lowered his head and flipped through the calendar in his hand, as if he had forgotten about it, and reminded him aloud.

"Come and see, this painting is really good. The brushwork is sophisticated, the brushstrokes are spirited, and it seems to have a sense of Zen, like a bodhisattva opening his eyes. It is indeed the work of Grandmaster Cao Xuan."

Brother Hao still didn't answer.

What the middle-aged man holds in his hand is the souvenir calendar issued by the Yangon government for the Shwedagon Pagoda restoration project.

He looked at the mural jointly signed by Cao Xuan and Gu Weijing on the calendar, and he was full of admiration: "That's great, the color tone is poisonous enough, accurate enough, elegant yet lively, I heard that this is Gu Weijing The experienced young people spent a whole afternoon trying out the formula a little bit."

"I always like to use young people. At the beginning, I only thought that this kid had a good space structure with pens, so I fell in love with him. Unexpectedly, he is really a treasure."

Brother Hao clapped his hands in praise.

"Is it so good?"

Hearing the words, the bald man raised his eyebrows, seeming to be a bit disdainful: "That Miao Angwen, who is very similar to Gu Weijing's peers, is easy to bribe and is very obedient."

For gangsters,

Young people dare to do things, easy to buy, loyal, and even more ruthless and useful than adults.

There are famous and notorious boy scouts in Africa, and Latin American drug cartels also like to select the core backbone of future gangs from young gang members.

Similarly,

Many of the counterfeiting gangs under Brother Hao are direct-line painters trained by middle school students from ordinary families who were selected by Brother Hao to study art.

Gu Weijing is not the first young man that Brother Hao has his eye on, nor will he be the last one that Brother Hao has his eye on.

Brother Hao needs to add a fake painter this year.

The bald head repeatedly hit a wall with Gu Weijing,

It was extremely easy to change the target and buy that middle school student named Miao Angwen who had similar grades and family background as Gu Weijing.

The other party was very excited when he heard that the famous Hao brother wanted to ask him to draw fake paintings.

The whole person became radiant.

Anyone who studies art in the city of Yangon does not know,
Being able to do things for Brother Hao means that the God of Wealth has come to visit, and he can definitely make a fortune with his eyes closed. There is no need for any coercion or temptation, and Miao Angwen readily agreed.

to be frank,
This is the rhythm that the bald head is familiar with.

Brother Hao is the dark godfather of the entire Yangon. It’s how much face you look at you. Letting you do things is to give you face. Hello, hello, hello, everyone.

How much can an ordinary painter in Southeast Asia earn with a brush for a lifetime?

After two years of honest work for Brother Hao, I will be financially free.

Gu Weijing, who acts like a chaste and strong woman, would rather die than obey, is one of the few.

"Similar?"

Brother Hao looked at the stele of appreciation for the artists on the cover of the calendar, and slid his fingertips over the gold powder-painted names one by one, and finally stopped on Gu Weijing, and asked, "Why do you think that Miao Angwen has something to do?" The qualifications deserve to be compared with our little Mr. Gu?"

"They are classmates in the same school, and it seems that the teacher's grades are similar."

The bald head was always confused.

He couldn't understand, there were so many excellent young people, why Brother Hao insisted on treating Gu Weijing differently.

Is it true that domestic flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers, Brother Hao prefers young painters with strong tempers?

"The grades are about the same?"

Brother Hao was amused by his answer.

"Grade... What an artist wants is not grades, but the kind of talent that flashes of inspiration, the kind of enlightenment that seems to be aided by God, and the kind of talent that is one in a million."

Brother Hao flicked the calendar photo on his hand with his fingers.

"As far as this skill is concerned, Miao Angwen is not even worthy of carrying Gu Weijing's shoes. Perhaps all the young painters in Yangon are not worthy of one."

"Boss, is he really that powerful?"

The bald head stared at the mural photos on the calendar, with a suspicious tone.

The expressiveness of the photos is not as good as the original murals. The bald man who takes the double-bonus red stick route is playing hard and brave, and he is definitely not an elegant person like Brother Hao who studied art.

With Baldhead's current status, he didn't need to kill people with his own hands.

It is a pity that the level of education is still at the level of the young and Dangerous on the street.

No matter how to use a watermelon knife to open a film for others, or fight two-handed muay thai, a bald head is an expert.No matter how to appreciate art...it's really hard for this Mr.

The bald head can only see that this painting is "pretty exciting".

No matter how good it is, he doesn't have the ability to judge accurately.

"So powerful? This can make... Mr. Cao Xuan, a young man who is not as good as him! You don't need to believe my vision, but you must trust Mr. Cao's vision."

Brother Hao sighed softly: "The young man that Grand Master Cao Xuan valued, the entire art stage of the world must pay attention to him. How can such a person, just Miao Angwen, be compared?"

The middle-aged man walked to the three-meter-long ornamental fish tank in the box, looking at the beautiful swimming three-color koi in the fish tank.

"Taisho three-color koi, produced in Dongying, is the best wild ornamental fish in the world. According to legend, it is the carrier of the daughter of the god [Sijianshen] who masters art and wisdom in Dongying mythology. It only survives in Lake Biwa, Japan. , out of every [-] fish, there will only be one koi that can be like this one in the tank, red and white are suitable, oily and bright."

"That young man named Gu Weijing is just such a koi. And including Miao Angwen, all the young people I had my eyes on before were just beautiful ordinary carps."

Brother Hao looked down at the fish tank.

"If you want to take off his arm, it's like roasting a carp. If you don't obey an ordinary carp, you can roast it. Don't you think it's a waste of money to eat such a superb carp?"

"Understood, Brother Hao, Gu Weijing is your ornamental carp."

The bald head understood why Brother Hao was so tolerant towards that young man.

Those who are capable do have the capital to make others tolerant.

Just like the Taisho three-color Nishiki in the fish tank with a market value of at least 50 US dollars, even the water for replacement is airlifted from Lake Biwa in Dongying.

It is not comparable to the death of a carp for a few cents in the Yangon River.

"But your koi is unwilling to swim into the fish tank obediently. He doesn't even want a Bentley, and he doesn't even accept the gifts I give him."

The bald head pouted.

He took out the sports car key with the letter B plated in silver from his waist and put it on the table.

"Yes, that's the energy, that's the feeling. This is the feeling of a real great painter, it's great. I really want to see the scene where he rejects you, what kind of eyes he has, it must be very moving Artistic beauty."

Brother Hao took out a bag of fish food from the fish tank and kneaded it into powder, as if he didn't care about Gu Weijing's rejection at all.

"It's beautiful."

The middle-aged man looked at the biting three-color koi that came out of the rockery in the water tank and admired softly.

I don't know whether Brother Hao is praising his carp or Gu Weijing's pure artistry.

"You want Huairou, do you still need me to increase the quotation?"

The bald-headed tone was a little uncomfortable.

It's just a poor student, even Bentley doesn't like it, what else is needed to impress him?
A Rolls Royce?
A holiday villa by the sea in Phuket?
Even if Brother Hao likes this young man, the price is too exaggerated.

Even if you buy some works by Kazunari Sakai, one of the top ten painters in Asia, it is only at this price.

"No, it's not about the money. Since he doesn't want the Bentley, even if you exchange the Bentley for a Rolls-Royce, or other more expensive gifts, the effect must be limited."

Brother Hao seemed to have the ability to read minds, he smiled and shook his head to answer the confusion in the bald head's heart.

"Is there no way for him to buy it?"

"How is it possible? It's just that everyone has their own price. We just need to find a suitable bidding method. You can ignore this matter for the time being. I'll play with him."

Brother Hao concentrates on feeding the fish.

He seemed to suddenly think of something and changed the subject.

"Yes, that Miao Angwen, how is his performance recently?"

"Just like a normal newcomer, neither good nor bad, and the perception is not bad. I am currently learning the fake brushwork of the Milan School of Renaissance painting from the old painter, and I also painted a symbolist imitation, but it failed the shipping standard. I was beaten back by the wind control, and I have to grind for a while."

The bigger the mafia gang, the more formalized its operation method is.

Brother Hao plays high-end art counterfeiting, smuggling and money laundering, and makes real big money.

Even if the subordinates are making fakes, there are professional old painters to check the risk control, and the fake paintings that do not meet the shipping standard will be sent back.

It is a high-quality product line, and it cannot be made in a rough way, which will ruin the brand of Brother Hao.

"I don't care about how well he paints. I want to know what kind of personality this young man has, what are his hobbies?" the underworld godfather asked.

"That's it. Brother Hao, you should be very clear about the state of the young man with blood on his hands after handing in the nomination certificate."

Bald smiled.

"I like money, I like women, I like the limelight, you little boy. I was planning to drop out of school, but Brother Hao, you heard that the wife of the well-known artist Kazushige Sakai opened an improvement class at Dulwich College this year. Miao Angwen was selected, so let him continue. read."

Brother Hao has always taken good care of his younger brothers.

Hearing that Miao Angwen was selected into Mrs. Sakai's improvement class, not only did she not ask the other party to drop out of school, but it relieved him a lot of pressure to learn counterfeiting techniques.

"But this little brother Miao has seen Huahua World, and he can't bear the loneliness. He told me many times that he doesn't want to go to school, so he wants to concentrate on doing things for Brother Hao."

"Idiot, mud can't support a wall."

Brother Hao frowned.

Being able to become Mrs. Sakai's student and concentrate on studying will not only benefit Miao Angwen's personal future.Such a good opportunity is of great benefit to Brother Hao himself.

It's similar to how Brother Hao wanted to launder a lot of money by using Gu Weijing to create a local national painter in Yangon.

The more Miao Angwen climbed up, the more Brother Hao could do on him.

As for a counterfeit painter... This is completely dispensable to Brother Hao today.

I only made some money, and I can't bear the loneliness anymore.

It's the fate of a born scumbag.

Don't talk about talent and potential, just talk about the calmness and down-to-earth in this character, Miao Angwen is far behind Gu Weijing.

Brother Hao glanced at the Bentley car keys returned by Gu Weijing, and sighed.

"Oh, you really get what you pay for."

"You tell Miao Angwen, study hard with Mrs. Sakai, money and women are indispensable for him. If he can beat Gu Weijing in the Dulwich school recruitment fair, I will reward him with 30 US dollars. If he quits without permission, I will Throw him to the crocodiles."

"Understood. If you quit school, throw it to feed the crocodiles." The bald head nodded.

These words are not meant to be intimidating at all, Brother Hao never does what he says.

If you say kill your whole family, kill your whole family.If I say throw you to feed the crocodiles, I will definitely not kill you with a gun. I will definitely go to a crocodile pond in the virgin jungle of Myanmar, tie you up and throw you into it.

"Since he is Gu Weijing's classmate and likes to show off, give him more pocket money every month, let him throw parties, meet female classmates and so on..."

"Boss, do you want to make Gu Weijing jealous?"

Bald scratched his head.

They gangsters know the magic of this trick best.

Some people are not tempted even if you put a bundle of gold mountains in front of their eyes, but seeing people who are in the same situation as you, after being with Brother Hao, start to eat popular and spicy food, and your heart will itch.

(End of this chapter)