gifted collector

Chapter 935 Good stuff!
"Tom, you have something good to show you."

As a middleman, Lu Yao naturally wouldn't let the situation continue to be cold, so she made a noise to smooth things over.

Tom is also a tactful person. After hearing what Lu Yao said, he went down the donkey, nodded, and said, "This is definitely not a problem. If there are good things, I will naturally take them out, but there is one The problem is, if this thing is ready, the price will naturally go up, I don’t know..."

"Look at the things first, and then talk about the price when the things are suitable."

Fang Ming waved his hand and interrupted Tom's words. He is also an old hand, so how could he let the other party control what he said?

"All right……"

Tom is very depressed now, he finds himself being suppressed by Fang Ming everywhere.

Very difficult to deal with!

Until now, why didn't Tom understand that Fang Ming was a very difficult person to deal with?He even had an idea that if Fang Ming's appraisal ability was as strong as his "negotiation" ability, then he probably wouldn't be able to get benefits today.

However, at this time, Tom has no choice, and he can only endure it when he still wants to do business.

Seeing Tom walking in to get something, Lu Yao gave Fang Ming a thumbs up, and said in a low voice, "Fang Ming, this Tom is actually very difficult to deal with, and you are really a master at being able to suppress him." Yes."

Deng Li on the side also nodded and said, "Yes, Fang Ming, you seem to be very easy to deal with."

"Hahaha!"

Fang Ming also laughed in a low voice, and said: "I'm talking about people, I'm talking about hell, this Tom is clearly the kind of person who will open a dyeing house if you give him a three-point color, so I am so tough, and now it seems that the effect is really very good."

"This... well, you are amazing..."

When Deng Li saw Fang Ming's expression of "I know how good I am", she suddenly became speechless for a while. When she wanted to say something again, Tom came back, holding a pile of cylinders in his hands.

This kind of cylinder is actually a special thing used to store oil paintings. Oil paintings can be rolled up, similar to the scrolls of traditional Chinese paintings, so it is easier to store, easy to carry and does not take up space. When it is really necessary to exhibit Then take it out and put it in a special frame.

Tom is holding more than a dozen of these cylinders, and there is a special large table in the reception room. Fang Ming also stands up and walks to the table at this time, but Tom is holding the images in the cylinder. Pull it out and spread it out on the table.

What made Fang Ming secretly happy was that he found that the lamp above the table was extremely dim, which was the same as some antique shops in China.

It seems that no matter where it is, some tricks can be figured out.

Such a thought came to Fang Ming's mind, which made him feel a little weird.

"Look at these pictures, I am a very good part of my collection of paintings, if I am not familiar with Ms. Lu, I would not show it, because such paintings must be for people who really understand Only when you see them can you understand their true value."

Tom kept talking, but Fang Ming's attention was not on what he said at all, but really belonged to the kind that went in from one ear to the other and came out from the right.

This is definitely rubbish talk. Fang Ming listened to it too much when he was in China, and it was nothing more than bragging about how good his stuff was, so that he could raise the price later.

After taking a few glances, Fang Ming gently shook his head and said, "These oil paintings are indeed much better than those hanging outside, but they are far from worthy of our collection."

After Fang Ming said this, he paused for a moment, and instead of caring about Tom, he looked at Lu Yao and said, "Miss Lu, I think the things here are quite ordinary, there is no need to waste time here anymore, I see if it is now Just go, go back to the hotel to rest, and then continue to the next place tomorrow morning?"

Tom became anxious when he heard it. He had made a phone call before, but he didn't expect such a result in exchange.

"Sir, what do you mean? Don't want it? Don't watch it?"

Only then did Fang Ming look at Tom, nodded without hesitation, and said, "That's right, that's what I meant, as I said just now, we came here to see good things, the pictures hanging outside, the quality No, I think it's normal, but the pictures you've brought out now are only a little better than the ones outside. I think the things in your collection are probably at this level, so there's no need to waste any more time here. "

"Ah……"

Tom was speechless again for a while. The painting he took out this time was indeed better than before, but Fang Ming was right again, it was indeed not at the level of collection. This was actually his intention. Because he hopes to use this method to test Fang Ming's appraisal ability to see what level he has reached, and then come up with suitable paintings in a targeted manner. Trying to produce better things can give people a psychological hint: as the products get better and better, it is very reasonable to charge higher and higher prices.

However, what he didn't expect was that Fang Ming didn't care about him again, he just beat him to death with a stick, believing that there was no good thing here, and he put on an appearance that he was going to leave soon. What made him even more anxious was that , Fang Ming directly explained to Lu Yao that he was going to visit other places tomorrow.

Tom also has a certain understanding of Lu Yao, knowing that he is not the only one who can produce good things in her hands. If Fang Ming leaves, he will go to another house, and he may miss it once. Big windfall.

"Tom, don't you have anything good recently? If there is really nothing, then I think there is really no need to waste any more time here."

Lu Yao knew that Fang Ming didn't really want to leave, but used this method to put pressure on Tom. The purpose was to squeeze out the real good things in his hands. It may be taken out, but it will definitely not be so straightforward, and at the same time, the price will be much higher.

After understanding this, she naturally added a sentence to Tom, which also put pressure on Tom.

While doing this, Lu Yao secretly sighed in her heart. When dealing with Tom before, she didn't suffer from Tom's tricks, but now she saw that Fang Ming was playing with Tom in his hands. , I thought to myself why I hadn't thought of such a way before.

Scratching his hair, Tom realized that his original plan would not work. Fang Ming's attitude was very tough now. If he continued to follow the original plan, Fang Ming would really leave.

Tom found himself having to consider this risk. After hesitating for a while, Tom could only give up his original plan.

"I got a few things recently, do you want to take a look?"

Fang Ming picked up the last one of the pile of cylinders that Tom took out just now, and opened it, nodded, and said, "Of course I want to see it, just take it out, as I have already said, the things are good." Yes, the price is something that can be negotiated, but if it is not good, it is meaningless to say that there is no more, by the way... what is in it?"

Opening the lid, Fang Ming took a look, and found that the inside was full, and it looked like there was more than one piece of drawing paper inside.

Glancing at the cylinder in Fang Ming's hand, Tom said nonchalantly, "It's some manuscripts of sketches, not a good thing. They were cleaned out from the things I packed, and they were rolled up and stuffed inside. time to throw it away."

"No way, since it's something you're going to throw away, you actually took it out for me to see?"

Tom blushed, he naturally understood what Fang Ming meant, and he wanted to slap himself in the face, but he said it too quickly.

"Oh, I took the wrong one, I took the wrong one."

That was all Tom could explain.

"Okay, go and take out the few good things you mentioned to have a look."

Fang Ming waved his hand and let Tom go in to get things, but he took out the things in the cylinder, and found that there were about ten sheets of paper stuffed inside, and after a closer look, he found that all of them were sketches by Zheyang. And most of them belong to the kind of semi-finished products, it can be seen that they are either used for practice or scrapped for painting.

Tom hadn't come back yet, so Fang Ming, who had nothing to do, simply flipped through the stack of sketches.

Suddenly, Fang Ming's body froze, his hands stopped, and his gaze fell on the back of his hands involuntarily.

"Oh shit!"

Fang Ming quickly came back to his senses, and calmly pulled out the bottom piece of drawing paper and put it on the top. buy it.

Undoubtedly, Tom is a real veteran. He must not have noticed that one of the stacks of sketch papers is actually of an astonishing level. However, he has just said that this stack of things is of little value. Fang Ming I knew that if I said yes, it would definitely attract Tom's attention.

The experienced Tom must have realized that he might have been mistaken. The sketch would definitely not be sold to him. Even if he sold it, it must be a very high price!

Therefore, Fang Ming knew that if he wanted to get the sketch in front of him, he must come up with a way.

Method!

Is there any way to get the sketch back without Tom noticing it?
Fang Ming's head turned quickly.

(End of this chapter)