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

Jiang Zhe chatted with the blonde beauty named Catherine for a few words and politely declined her invitation to get to know her better.

the reason is simple.

The other party told Jiang Zhe directly that she was a promising model and hoped that Jiang Zhe could draw a work for her, and then said that she didn't mind maintaining a close relationship with him.

Jiang Zhe has no objection to painting, but he is very resistant to talking about intimacy on the first meeting, mainly because he is worried about safety issues.

Even though I have the health attribute issued by the system, I can't guarantee that the other party will be safe. If something happens here, I will be too embarrassed to go back.

Although it was a tactful refusal, I could feel the other person's emotional changes.

He tried to be polite and the other party just expressed regret.

Jiang Zhe turned around and noticed that several young people around him were looking at him with strange eyes, obviously wondering why he declined this good opportunity.

Unable to explain, I could only smile awkwardly.

He truly felt the openness of these Western people and the way they did things.

Thanks to the publicity from Castel, Jiang Zhe met many new friends at this party.

Although there is competition between Christie's and galleries, many young people who are eager to get ahead still want to seize every opportunity in order to get ahead, and by the way, remember Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe encountered similar invitations several times.

Although he tried to control his drinking, he still felt a little tipsy when the party was over.

After seeing off all the guests, when Jiang Zhe and others finally left the party venue, Peter said to him, "This is your first time attending such an event, so you may not be used to it. If you want to make a difference here in the future, you have to adapt slowly. This is the most common way of socializing."

Back at the hotel, Jiang Zhe looked at the time and it was already midnight.

Wang Zhen was too tired to speak and went straight to bed.

After washing up, Jiang Zhe did not rush to sleep, but opened the system.

Today, I didn't gain much honor points, and the cursor on the progress bar didn't seem to move.

The progress bar of the art exhibition has filled up one grid.

Imagining what the art exhibition would be like tomorrow, Jiang Zhe fell asleep unknowingly.

After opening his eyes again, Jiang Zhe woke up for a while before realizing that he had things to do today and couldn't sleep in.

I got up, opened the curtains, and saw that it was already dawn outside.

After washing up, I went to knock on Wang Zhen’s door.

Wang Zhen was really tired yesterday. When he opened the door, his hair was messy.

"Jiang Zhe, I have a headache today. I drank too much yesterday."

"Do you want to see a doctor?"

"It's okay. I don't have a cold. I just want to sleep a little longer. Sorry, I can't go to the exhibition with you today."

Jiang Zhe said, "I'll call you for breakfast. I can handle the exhibition by myself."

Wang Zhen reluctantly ate some breakfast and continued to rest. Jiang Zhe rushed to Christie's alone to guard his own exhibition.

The sky cleared up, but there was still some snow on the road.

Jiang Zhe saw that the roads around Christie's were very clean, probably because they had organized people to clean them.

During working hours, everyone at the Jiashide Company is busy.

Jiang Zhe and a staff member were guarding the exhibition.

He counted silently. In the morning, 21 visitors came, less than yesterday.

After viewing the exhibition, some visitors turned around and left, while others asked for brochures. But almost no one talked to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe invited the staff who were guarding the exhibition with him to have lunch.

After dinner, he called Wang Zhen to make sure she didn't have a cold, then returned to the exhibition hall. In order not to waste time, he bought a novel and took out his sketchbook.

In the afternoon, he either reads novels or draws sketches.

Draw the people who come to visit, draw the street scenes that can be seen, and the pedestrians on the road.

A day passed just like that.

Jiang Zhe noted down the number of visitors. This afternoon, 37 visitors came.

That night, the exhibition progress bar on the system moved forward another level.

On the third day, Wang Zhen accompanied Jiang Zhe to watch over the exhibition. However, the number of visitors today was slightly less than yesterday.

Wang Zhen and Pete cheered Jiang Zhe up.

Jiang Zhe has become accustomed to this situation.

On the fourth day, several young people came to the exhibition. After visiting, they told Jiang Zhe that they were friends of Miller and came to see the paintings after hearing Miller's recommendation. Jiang Zhe called Miller to express his gratitude.

On that day, a businessman who runs a gallery came to visit Jiang Zhe's painting exhibition.

On the day Jiang Zhe arrived in New York, he went to his gallery. He originally thought that this person would not show up, but unexpectedly, he came on the fourth day of the exhibition.

However, Jiang Zhe soon realized that the purpose of his visit was not just a return visit.

The businessman gave Jiang Zhe an invitation.

"The exhibition we held for the painter Smith has been successfully completed. The sales amount at this exhibition reached 76 dollars, which is nearly 20 more than the expected amount.

We are very happy with this achievement, so we plan to hold a party and invite you to attend. There will be many gallery practitioners and artists participating in this party, and I believe you will meet friends who are interested. "

Jiang Zhe looked at the other person's chubby face and realized that he was also here to show off, or maybe he had other intentions.

He took the invitation with a smile. "Thank you for your invitation, I will definitely attend."

The other party left quickly.

Wang Zhen came over.

"He might not just be showing off, he might also want to show you how strong he is. Okay, don't think about it."

Jiang Zhe looked at the invitation over and over again, calculating the schedule.

"We shouldn't have anything to do tonight, right?"

Wang Zhen looked at him and said, "Do you really want to go?"

Jiang Zhe said indifferently: "There is free food and drink, why not go? It would be good to meet some American painters and learn about the market. If we don't go, it would seem that we can't handle the work."

Wang Zhen thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go with you, but neither of us should drink."

They said hello to the people at Christie's.

Pete and others also suggested that Jiang Zhe go and take a look.

That night, they attended the party.

When the people who were hosting the party saw Jiang Zhe, they were very enthusiastic and introduced him to many young and rising painters.

The other party intentionally or unintentionally described to Jiang Zhe how extensive his network of contacts and how broad his sales channels were.

The implicit meaning of his words made Jiang Zhe consider cooperating with him.

Wang Zhen blocked all these topics.

On the fifth day of Jiang Zhe's exhibition, another gallery's exhibition ended with sales of more than 700,000 yuan. Although the gallery did not tell Jiang Zhe directly, the news was passed to Christie's and Jiang Zhe heard it by the way.

Jiang Zhe was very sure that the sales of his exhibition would not be bad, but he could feel that Wang Zhen was under pressure.

(End of this chapter)