Metropolis: My Rising Life

Chapter 412 Chen Yi’s Versailles Literature

With the end of the first lot, the auction will continue.

Lot 302 is another living Chinese oil painting titled “Not That Story”. The final auction price was 540,000.

The works of one German and another Chinese were sold for 1 million and 2.16 million.

I have never heard of the names of these so-called artists, Chen Yi. As for the works, looking at the pictures on the big screen, Chen Yi’s aesthetics can only be regarded as pretty.

However, there are some works that Chen Yi even finds it a little strange, and there is no value at all.

After one-third of the auction, Chen Yi finally saw an artist whose name he had heard of, made by Picasso from Spain in his later years.

It’s just that this work is not valuable, and in the end it was only sold for 2.4 million.

Seeing Chen Yi’s strange expression, Chen Jin also guessed what he was thinking, and a pretty face came over, her lips opened slightly, and she spit out pandan and smiled: “…I don’t think it’s cheap, this It’s also Picasso’s work.”

Chen Yi nodded slightly, Picasso’s work is not worth the money. .

“Picasso has a lot of works in his life, and not every work can be sold at a high price. To be honest, if this work is not painted by Picasso, it is estimated that it would not be possible to shoot two million.”

The hot and humid breath exhaled in 25 Chen Yi’s ears, making his ears move, only to feel a little itchy, he subconsciously leaned in Chen Jin’s direction, and the eardrop accidentally touched her lips.

Chen Jin shivered immediately, and quickly shrank back, and took a careful look at Chen Yi. Seeing him, there was no expression. The action just now seemed to be unintentional, but her white face still blushed.

Finally, when the auction was halfway through, there were heavyweight works.

“The next work to be shot is work No. 315, the oil painting “Galaxy” by Mr. Zao Wou-ki, a French painter from Chinese descent. This work was made by Mr. Zao Wou-ki in 1956.”

“…The estimated price is between 38 million and 68 million, the starting price is 32 million, and the lowest price is 100,000 each time!”

As soon as the auctioneer’s voice fell, someone began to bid.

“No. 1088, 33 million!”

“No.9066, 35 million!”

“No. 2,800, 36 million!”

“…”

Seeing this painting called Yinhe, Chen Yi leaned forward.

He doesn’t understand art, nor does he know the value of some artists’ works, but Chen Yi also has his own aesthetic.

I have to say that this oil painting called “Galaxy” is really beautiful, and among all the paintings I have taken so far, Chen Yi thinks it is the most beautiful and the most amazing in color.

“Zao Wou-ki is a Chinese-French painter. He was born in the imperial capital and died five years ago. His works are very famous.”

“… At last year’s auction, an oil painting by Mr. Zhao, the largest in his life, was sold for a high price of 450 million yuan. It was also the highest sold painting in the entire history of Xiangjiang art auctions!”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Although Chen Jin was a little embarrassed, she still got close to Chen Yi and introduced him to the author of this painting in a low voice.

Chen Yi took a casual glance at all the previous auction items, only this pair of his body leaned forward with an interesting expression on his face, and Chen Jin told him very carefully.

At this time, 45 million people have been photographed for this work called “Galaxy”, and the number of people competing for it is already small, leaving only the last two competing.

From the slightly anxious tone of the auctioneer, it can be seen that the auction price of this work is somewhat unexpected.

After all, the highest estimated price is 68 million, and now it is difficult to bid as soon as it reaches 45 million. From the slow speed of the two being bidding, Chen Yi probably guessed that their determination is not big.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi just entered a number and raised the sign.

Immediately, the auctioneer’s expression was shocked, and he shouted: “…7777, 50 million!”

This sudden price increase caused a noise in the auction house, and the eyes of many people were all looking at it.

This is different from the previous auction items which were hundreds of thousands or millions. In the previous auction items, only one work sold for more than 10 million.

And this “Galaxy” is directly asking for 50 million yuan. To be honest, this price of artwork has exceeded the category that many people can accept.

After all, even if the price of art can increase, you still need to use cash to buy it, and you have to pay auction commissions.

When it rises in price, you have to sell it to make a profit. Add in inflation and other factors, and most people don’t dare to spend so much money on art collections.

Cash is king, how many billionaires really have large sums of cash.

In the face of these many gazes, Chen Yi’s expression remained unchanged, just smiling, and regardless of the whispers of the audience, he has long been accustomed to being the center of the world’s attention.

Chen Yi’s sudden offer made the two final rivals hesitate.

“50 million once…”

The auctioneer exclaimed in a long tone.

“No. 1088, 51 million!”

On the other side, a woman in her thirties was talking on the phone, talking very fast and talking to the person on the other side of the phone, and finally she slowly raised her placard.

The other party just made an offer, and Chen Yi quickly raised his placard again, without giving people any time to react.

“54 million!”

It was not a one million or one million bid. Chen Yi directly added another three million, giving people a confident attitude.

“54 million once…”

“54 million twice…”

The lady who called said something quickly, and finally she nodded and did not raise the placard.

The auctioneer had rich experience and didn’t hesitate immediately. He quickly knocked on the small wooden hammer and said loudly, “…54 million three times, the deal was number 7777!”

After completing this auction, Chen Yi leaned back in his chair again with a calm expression.

It’s only 54 million. I probably don’t do anything by lying down and sleeping. I have a 10-day salary level. I really have nothing to be proud of.

When Chen Jin saw Chen Yi photographed a 707 work, and it was still worth 50 million pieces, she was curious and asked: “…Do you like Mr. Zhao’s work?”

“No, I haven’t seen any other works by Zao Wou-Ki. I just think this painting is pretty. It just happened that the headboard of my bedroom was a bit empty, so I hung it in the bedroom as a decoration.”

Chen Yi said casually.

“You just think…good-looking?”

Chen Jin’s expression is a bit weird, but if he thinks it looks good, he spends 50 million to buy a painting? You say that this painting has collection value and the price can be increased, or that it has artistic value and knows how to appreciate it.

Anyway, one is for money and the other is for art, but you just think it looks good. Is this called Versailles literature?

“Yeah, don’t you want to buy something good-looking, you like it!”

Chen Yi speaks rightly.

Chen Jin opened her mouth and didn’t say anything in the end, because she thought Chen Yi’s remarks made sense, although the value of this painting is more expensive than many luxury houses.

Hanging a mansion in my bedroom, well, it seems okay.

Yang Tiantian, who was sitting in the other half of Chen Yi, twitched his mouth. So much money is not something a rich second-generation like him can come up with. If it is his father, he is almost qualified to shoot art at this price.

If you take this picture, you can understand the appreciation, but it’s not necessary to decorate the bedroom.

Especially when Brother Chen is so young, he can spend money at will. Is this the world of the rich?

Yang Tiantian, the second generation, gave birth to this strange idea inexplicably. .

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