Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 37, Mr. Ning’s request, writing fee (please read later)

In the private room, the aroma of tea wafts through the air.

Wang Zhen's assistant poured tea for President Ning.

"How old is Mr. Jiang this year?" President Ning tapped his slender fingers on the table and looked at Jiang Zhe.

"19."

"Are you still in high school?" President Ning sat upright, his eyes sharp.

Jiang Zhe thought that maybe the other party was worried about his age. "I'm in my third year of high school, preparing for the college entrance exam."

"You can draw so well at the age of 19, which is totally different from the level of ordinary art students. Is it because of your family's learning?"

Jiang Zhe felt that the other party was asking questions. "I come from an ordinary family and started learning painting in high school."

"Which school?"

"Seventh High School."

President Ning nodded gently: "When I have the chance to meet your principal Zhang, I must praise him for training such an outstanding student."

Jiang Zhe: "..."

Wang Zhen felt that the topic had deviated a bit, so he brought it back in time: "Mr. Ning, the painting industry requires talent. Some people can reach a very high level in a very short period of time."

President Ning nodded slightly, expressing his agreement: "I have seen your paintings, the portrait of a woman in the morning light, the technique is superb. My friend thinks the person in the painting looks especially like her."

"Thank you."

Seeing that Jiang Zhe didn't know how to respond, Wang Zhen added, "There are several galleries abroad that have ordered Mr. Jiang's paintings. You are an expert and you know what's going on. Just go to the painter himself to order."

President Ning ignored Wang Zhen this time and continued to ask Jiang Zhe: "Mr. Jiang, do you know why I asked you to customize my portrait?"

Jiang Zhe shook his head.

Mr. Ning said directly: "I have seen the works of many painters and have collected some paintings. To be frank, some people have been painting for decades, but their paintings are getting more and more sloppy, and their impetuous and perfunctory thoughts cannot be concealed at all. Some people even feel complacent because of their cynicism.

The biggest advantage of your painting is that you are serious and not perfunctory. "

"This is my job." Jiang Zhe wondered, is this an advantage? According to experience, you should first state the advantages, and then say "but".

President Ning continued, “But I think that portrait of a woman in the morning light is a little imperfect.”

Jiang Zhe: "Please correct me."

Mr. Ning said bluntly: "I personally think that the woman in the painting is beautiful, but lacks a bit of spirituality and has a bit more of an indulgent feeling."

Jiang Zhe thought, how did you know this? Oh, right, is this referring to your friend through the person in the painting?

Wang Zhen understood the relationship between President Ning and her friend, but she couldn't explain it to Jiang Zhe, so she could only smooth things over in time.

"Mr. Ning, painters have different painting styles. Mr. Jiang, can you show us your work?"

Jiang Zhe silently took out a photo album, which was full of photos of his works.

"Boss Ning, take a look, is there any style you like?"

President Ning flipped through the album and slowly browsed through the photos. He went all the way to the last photo, then went back and pointed to one of them and said to Jiang Zhe, "I am most satisfied with the style of this painting."

Jiang Zhe saw that the work Mr. Ning chose was about a young girl studying, which was similar to what he had guessed.

"I see. Mr. Ning likes works with a literary flavor."

Mr. Ning said, "It's more than just the scent of books. I think the beauty of painting itself should be unique. I'm ordering a portrait of myself from you, and it must reflect my temperament. I wonder if it's convenient for you to paint on the spot?"

Wang Zhen became nervous. He had never seen Jiang Zhe paint live, so he didn't know if he could finish it. Every painter has different habits. What if things go wrong? How will it end?

She looked at Jiang Zhe and prayed silently.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhe showed a calmness that was inconsistent with his age.

He pulled out a sketchbook and pencil from his bag and began sketching in silence.

At this time, you can observe President Ning carefully.

She was about 30 years old, with thick, shiny hair, soft facial features, bright eyes with slightly upturned corners, thin eyebrows that were obviously carefully groomed, a straight nose, and plump lips.

The only drawback is that her eyes are too sharp and the glasses can't neutralize it, otherwise she would be a real beauty. What a pity.

Jiang Zhe quickly drew a half-length portrait sketch and slightly rendered the background with pencil tones.

He turned the sketchbook upside down and pushed it forward. "Take a look at this style. Do you think it's acceptable?"

President Ning, Wang Zhen and the assistant looked at the sketch together. The assistant had only one feeling: it was too similar.

Wang Zhen was happy at first. This painting really captured the characteristics of General Ning. Especially the eyebrows and eyes, which showed General Ning's demeanor and personality vividly. The concise strokes were completed in one go, and the smart and capable woman came to life on the paper. But then he began to worry.

This painting is too realistic and shows this kind of temperament. Will it make President Ning unhappy?

She glanced at him and found that Mr. Ning had a blank expression on his face.

worse.

President Ning stared at the sketch for a while, then looked up at Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe looked at him calmly.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant, and Wang Zhen's brain was working frantically, thinking about how to smooth things over.

Unexpectedly, President Ning did not express dissatisfaction, but said calmly: "Okay, the painting is good."

Wang Zhen and the assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

"But..." President Ning continued, "The background needs to be changed to my garden, the colors need to be bright and calm, and the clothes need to be changed."

Jiang Zhe nodded: "Okay, we will need to make on-site adjustments when the time comes."

Mr. Ning nodded: "My portrait, please help me, Mr. Jiang."

Wang Zhen felt relieved after hearing Mr. Ning's request, secretly thinking she was lucky. She immediately said she would help arrange it.

President Ning looked down at his watch and said, "I have something else to do. You guys have some tea. Xiao Wang will make an appointment for me."

Before Wang Zhen responded, Jiang Zhe asked calmly, "Mr. Ning, we haven't discussed the writing fee yet."

Jiang Zhe thought that since the other party didn't want to talk about it, he should take the initiative to ask, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about. The price was clearly marked, and no one was cheated. Jiang Taigong fished, and those who were willing would take the bait.

Wang Zhen looked unhappy.

Mr. Ning smiled instead: "Tang Yin, one of the four masters of Wumen in the Ming Dynasty, once said, "When I have free time, I paint a picture of a green mountain and sell it, so as not to make money by committing sins in the world."

Although Mr. Jiang is young, he is not shy about talking about money. He deserves to make money based on his skills.

My portrait must be better than my friend's, so the price should be higher. Full-length portrait, life-size, 6 yuan. What do you think? "

Jiang Zhe nodded: "The price is fine, I'll do my best."

President Ning shook hands with Jiang Zhe again: "Wang Zhen knows my home. When we make an appointment, let her take you to my home."

Several people sent Mr. Ning to the hotel lobby and said goodbye to each other.

Wang Zhen accompanied him all the way to the parking lot.

The assistant signaled Jiang Zhe not to leave in a hurry.

She saw President Ning's car leaving and quietly stuck out her tongue.

Jiang Zhe saw this scene and asked with a smile: "Were you nervous just now?"

The assistant asked back, "Don't you think President Ning has a strong aura? I was sweating when you picked up the brush."

Jiang Zhe was a little uncomfortable when he first faced President Ning. However, as for the reward, he just needed to follow the system prompts and wait patiently. He would not need anything from the other party, so he naturally felt at ease.

After Wang Zhen came back, the three of them returned to the tea room again.

"Mr. Jiang, regarding the portrait, it depends on Mr. Ning and your availability."

Jiang Zhe carefully stated his free time, leaving enough room for others.

After discussing the business, Wang Zhen tactfully reminded Jiang Zhe that he should not ask for the writing fee in front of President Ning.

Jiang Zhe suddenly realized: "Manager Wang is right. Should I consider setting a price? Once we have a standard, we can clearly mark the price to avoid embarrassment for both parties."

Wang Zhen: “…”

Jiang Zhe asked again: "Manager Wang, how do you write Mr. Ning's name?"

Ning Anchi. Wang Zhen silently wrote out three words.

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