Almighty painter

Chapter 488 Infighting
Networking is energy and a privilege.

The advantage of it is that even if you don't rely on privileges to take shortcuts, others who take shortcuts will always have to be a little more worried when they want to pull you down based on privileges.

Cui Xuanyou and his wife will not care about the inner feelings of a helpless and unknown young man.

They blew each other's obstacle away from their son's career path, just like blowing away a grain of dust in the wind.

The ups and downs of the art market are inherently a money game in which the jungle prevails.

Blocking people's wealth is like killing their parents.

It's time to let innocent children experience the dangers of adult society in advance.

But behind the weightless name "Gu Weijing", there suddenly appeared the "very weighty" figure of Uncle Sakai weighing 230 kilograms.

Then the rules of the game will change instantly.

Not to mention that the two of them blew their cheeks to bits, but could they blow enough to move Uncle Sakai's meaty lump?

Twenty years of hard work, back and forth, can make up for several of the 10,000-hour rule.

It is enough to polish and polish any coarse pebbles by the stream like world-famous jade, reflecting the starlight in the sky.

"Leonie."

Mrs. Sakai can rub and pinch Uncle Sakai's round fat meat at will, but that doesn't mean that Cui Xuanyou can also touch it.

Even if Gu Weijing started thinking about painting when he was still in his mother's womb, it would not be so easy to catch up.

Her son is a world-famous jade.

Cui Xiaoming has gone so far in the artistic style of combining East and West and embracing all rivers.

You have to consider the cost of playing like this.

Risks also increase exponentially.

before hanging up the phone.

"Correct."

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

"Okay, my son and I will discuss how to deal with it first. Come back soon. Let's let Xiao Ming take a look at the painting first. Maybe he feels that the other party will not be an obstacle to him."

"Mashi Gallery has become extremely bloated in recent years, with hundreds of contracted painters under its control. They may not care too much about the future of a newly debuted painter, nor will they devote too many resources to such matters. But Sakai Yi Cheng only has one daughter, so he will definitely care about his son-in-law's future. "

Otherwise, if you are confident that it will be done so seamlessly that no one will know that it was you who did it, and you can hide it for the rest of your life, that would be the best.

But no one is really a fool.

But when they tried to give Gu Weijing a little stumbling block, they suddenly became timid and worried.

Even if Kazunari Sakai doesn't know at all, he may never know the content of Cui Xuanyou's conversation with his wife at this moment.

Cui Xuanyou pondered for a moment: "The person who told me the information is mysterious and hidden. There is a high probability that he also has hidden worries in this regard. We must pave the way for Xiao Ming and not let others snatch his things, but we must also Be careful of being used as a weapon and falling into the trap yourself.”

"Because he knows that we have no retreat and no way to compromise." Leonie said quietly, her voice as cold as ice.

Since you think that the big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimp, it is natural and you want to follow the social Darwinian style of playing without rules.

otherwise.

Leonie muttered into the phone.

"In this matter, we have to be cautious and cautious, and do it smartly. Don't sell it to others and still count the money for them."

"By the way, do you probably know who sent you the message? Is the content of this message reliable?"

Although in the bottom of his heart, my husband imagined that Gu Weijing's description of the extravagance was coming fiercely.

"It's certain that our Xiao Ming and this Gu Weijing will have to eat from the same bowl in terms of their career future. The cake is not small, but whoever gets an extra bite will get a smaller bite from the other person. So we definitely can't take it. A good gentleman who has nothing to do with himself.”

Deep down in her heart, women actually have more confidence in their sons.

The best artistic talent, the most suitable educational environment, and the most unique growth atmosphere.

The biggest advantage of having connections in high-end circles is that the person's fat body is sitting there.

"People can contact me through my personal social media account, and it's not difficult to contact newspapers, magazines, and paparazzi. Everything you can do, others can do. You ask me, why would they contact us?"

"The other party obviously wants to harm Gu Weijing, but they don't dare or don't want to do it themselves. They might be waiting there to throw us out to attract firepower."

Some people are crazy, some are crazy, some are slovenly, and some are arrogant.

Issunari Sakai can sit here with a big ass and suppress your family's professional life to death.

A great painter who can achieve this level of worth.

Even if capable.

As long as the horse is caught with a little bit of tail and tail.

"Our Xiao Ming's career path is very similar to this person's. This is not a matter of who can earn tens of thousands more euros. It is a zero-sum game."

not to mention.

You can disrupt Gu Weijing's art exhibition.

Cui Xuanyou nodded his bald head heavily in agreement.

The wife mentioned it uneasily.

"It's the kind of anonymous message. The other party sends content that disappears after reading, and deletes friends after saying a few words... It is definitely impossible for me to know who specifically sent me the message, and there may not be any more information after tracing it. Lots of meaning.”

"It seems that this chatting style is most likely the favorite method of a personal assistant or agent who works for an employer when doing dirty things. After being in the industry for a long time, and smelling it, I know that someone is behind it. He is a knowledgeable person, and this kind of person would not contact me personally.”

"Ten thousand steps back. If something really happened is exposed, I will throw the assistant out to take over the job. This is my usual method." The woman interfaced on the other end of the phone.

"On the other hand, this news should be reliable, and people wouldn't make such a big joke on us."

"I'm almost home, let's talk about it when we get back."

Cui Xuanyou pressed the call button on Carrera's steering wheel.

He drove in silence for another ten minutes, and finally turned into a resort neighborhood on the outskirts of Berlin that was not prosperous, but was spacious, quiet, and beautiful.

He stopped in front of a private house.

Turn off the engine and remove the key.

He obviously rushed back in a hurry.

At this moment, Cui Xuan Youquan rushed into the house without being anxious.

He is a person who is thick on the outside and delicate on the inside.

After hanging up the phone from my wife.

Cui Xuanyou has been thinking about the identity of the mysterious person who contacted him.

It was almost completely dark.

Cui Xuanyou sat quietly on the Porsche's well-wrapped sports seat, tapping the stitching in the middle of the steering wheel with his fingers.

Ta, tap, tap...

It seemed like two or three minutes had passed.

Cui Xuanyou suddenly sneered.

"Oh, it turns out that the top masters are also ordinary people. It's true that every family has sutras that are difficult to recite."

He shook his head.

Some emotion, but also some embarrassment.

Assistants and agents of great painters are very cautious when doing this kind of thing.

Cui Xuanyou believes it.

Even if the phone number bound to WhatsApp is traced, it is likely that it is a temporary number that is only used once and is lost after use.

Yet he is not Sherlock Holmes or a police detective.

He doesn't need a complete chain of logic.

Cui Xuanyou only needs to guess casually.

In fact, the answer is not difficult to guess.

Is not it?
My wife is right, the circle is so big, everything will leave corresponding traces. Don't look down on people, everyone is smart.

He could more or less guess the names.

Normally speaking.

The only people who would leak this kind of information to themselves before the other party participates in the exhibition are only those big sources.

Either it was Mas Gallery, or it was Kazunari Sakai.

The competition within Mashi Gallery involves the allocation of gallery operating resources.

This is actually the case in Kazunari Sakai's studio.

Gu Weijing and his son Cui Xiaoming are in a zero-sum game.

In these small private circles, the situation is more or less the same.

There are only so many resources.

If young people want to get ahead, they have to grab and fight.

If I can't draw you, but I can correct you, I will naturally have more resources. This is how most of the pink eye in the industry comes from.

Both directions, whichever is the source of the leaked information, are reasonable.

Considering that the other party is in a relationship with Sakai Kazunari's daughter, there may be some romantic stories in it.

It makes more sense to do something like this.

The person who sent him a message mentioned that Gu Weijing was a pre-signed painter at Ma Shi Gallery, and also mentioned that he might become Sakai Kazunari's son-in-law.

Maybe that's what you want him to think.

But Cui Xuanyou didn't think so.

It's not that the bald artist is inherently rebellious, but... Cui Xuanyou felt a vague sense of familiarity from the moment he saw that photo on his phone.

He was driving and making a phone call in a hurry.

For a moment I couldn't remember why it felt familiar.

just now.

While talking on the phone with his wife, he finally cleared his mind.

Damn, this world is really small.

He suddenly realized that he actually recognized this painting. He knew who this Gu Weijing was!
Cui Xuanyou took out his mobile phone, opened his work email, and flipped forward.

really.

Lying quietly in the inbox list was an email that he had specially marked as the sender a month or two ago.

This is an email sent by Yang Dekang, nicknamed "Yang Papi", Master Cao Xuan's personal assistant.

At that time, Cao Xuan wanted to ask him to teach a child to draw fusion paintings, but he talked back with nice words.

There was no contact after that.

Cui Xuanyou just shook his head, thinking that this was his 48th birthday year.

Not wearing red trousers will cause a disadvantage in staying in the new year.

East and West combined - how difficult, how difficult to play well, how difficult to play the famous high-end painting method.

His son has been practicing in this industry for more than 20 years, and there is no opponent among the younger generation. How come a kid appears every three days in the new year and wants to compete with his family Xiao Ming for a job.

It's as if this painting method is worthless.

The most outrageous thing is...each of them has such a big background as his grandma.

One allowed Cao Xuan to call him personally for advice, and the other was Kazunari Sakai's son-in-law.

If you keep doing this, who can stand up to it?

The art industry is so big, you "second and third generation masters" who have been at the top of the industry since you were born, do your best and follow other styles.

Even if you want to play models or play sports cars.

Isn’t it fun for girls to race cars?
How about everyone having such ambitions and pursuits?

Only now did Cui Xuanyou realize that it wasn't that the industry had become crowded and that there were new people trying to get in on you every three days, but that these new people - they were basically the same person.

Cui Xuanyou opened the attachment of the email and stared at it for a few seconds.

"Reborn and transformed."

He couldn't help but take a breath and commented in a complicated tone.

When Lao Yang sent this painting to his mailbox two months ago, Cui Xuanyou licked it beautifully but didn't pay much attention to it in his heart.

A very thoughtful kid.

But apart from the bright spots of ideas, there is nothing else.

The degree of completion of the painting method is so low that it cannot even be called a painting method.

It can only be regarded as a random doodle, a painting idea that looks like a chicken head and a leopard tail.

Cui Xuanyou privately believes that at least in the next few years, it will be difficult for the other party to get a sneak peek.

At that time, Cui Xiaoming had already become famous.

Similar painting style.

If you are one step ahead of others, then one step will be faster and each step will be faster.

Therefore, Cui Xuanyou was wary because he at least respected and respected the energy behind Cao Xuan. It did not mean that he really thought that this guy would become his son's opponent.

He didn't even ask the other person's name.

But now.

Cui Xuanyou recalled the photos he saw on the chat software.

The painting techniques, tones, lines, structures, proportions, richness of the picture, and even the composition of the underlying scenery have all undergone earth-shaking changes.

All mature people don’t want it.

Still in the chat message, the other party said that it only took Gu Weijing two months to remind Cui Xuanyou to reach this point.

otherwise.

He really may not be able to realize that this is actually the same painting as the work sent to his mailbox two months ago.

"More than two months. Xiao Ming has been painting for so many years, and his personal painting style has not matured much better than this."

Cui Xuanyou cursed in a low voice.

"It really doesn't make sense at all. Who am I to argue with, Fuck."

The only thing worth comforting is that this Gu Weijing is obviously taking the route of imitating Lang Shining's new body painting, which is considered a trick, rather than creating an original style from scratch like Wu Guanzhong, Zao Wou-ki, or the representative painters of the Impressionists. My own new way of painting.

But it took less than a hundred days to complete the painting to this degree.

The extent of progress is also terrible.

The good news is that Cui Xuanyou knows that he is not the only one who is obviously frightened by the speed of progress.

Seeing this painting, I remembered Cao Xuan's praise and encouragement to a junior at the opening ceremony of the European Art Annual Conference not long ago, and also thought of the painting he suddenly received today, which was obviously from a network very close to Gu Weijing. Photos sent.

Cui Xuanyou seems to have touched a thread beneath the surging artistic tide.

Think about it together.

This thing is so interesting.

It doesn't matter if you are the leader of the Southern Painting School today, or if you are one of the top three super painters on the rich list of artists.

In terms of achievements and worth, ten Cui Xuanyou bundled together are not enough for others to appreciate.

But you still can't have everything you want.

Otherwise, the juniors would fight among themselves and get into a ball.

Picasso, Elvis Presley, Dali, including the Impressionists, Pre-Raphaelites, those accomplished masters, who live in the spotlight of the literary and art circles, who can escape?
(End of this chapter)