The scene was really lively, with thousands of tourists visiting.

Regardless of whether these people are real tourists or fake tourists, it is still very noisy and lively.

"There are a lot of people, but there are more people watching and less buying!" Zhang Junping glanced around and said with a smile.

"This is just the beginning, why don't you take a closer look? It is estimated that the trading volume will not pick up until around noon." George Fairburn said with a smile.

But he was secretly muttering in his heart, "I am only responsible for organizing traveling exhibitions. For the sake of face, I ensure the flow of people. As for the volume of transactions, that is not my responsibility."

Zhang Junping didn't care about trading volume.

He had already made arrangements, as George Fairburn said it was too early now, and the people he arranged would not take action until the afternoon.

Yes, Zhang Junping is ready to take action. Through the people arranged by Christina, he will buy some of the artworks at the current price.

In addition, he also openly arranged for people to purchase part of the art, and this part went to the account of the art company.

In the future, this part of the art will be used for operations. After passing it through the auction house, the price will rise after a few lots of it are sold.

This is a slow-moving job, and it can’t be done in one or two years. It takes five, six, or even ten years to build up the hype.

In fact, even if the works of these old artists are not hyped, they can increase in value by ten or twenty times if placed anywhere for ten or twenty years.

However, Zhang Junping couldn't wait, and neither could the country.

An appreciation of one or twenty times in ten or twenty years is not as fast as the rate of currency depreciation.

The touring exhibition was in full swing, and Zhang Junping kept an eye on the scene, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

George Fairburn, on the other hand, walked around the convention and exhibition center, said hello to Zhang Junping, and left.

Foreigners also have the habit of gathering together to buy things and join in the fun, which has attracted some real tourists.

This group of real tourists, driven by numerous art consignors, purchased some works of art.

The key point is that Zhang Junping's conditions are too attractive. Except for some artworks that are not convenient for long-term collection, all other artworks maintain their value and are guaranteed to increase in value.

This is not buying art, it is simply a financial product.

And it is a financial product used as a credit guarantee by a country.

As long as you hold it for more than three years, the value will increase by 10% every year. Where can you find such a good thing?

Not to mention the real tourists, even the tour guides were attracted and bought some works of art with their own money.

I only discovered this when I was settling accounts after the first day of the exhibition.

I made a lot more money, but I bought less art through the art consignment, so I couldn't keep it in my account.

"Have you figured it out? What went wrong?" Wu Xinping and Chen Lijun were both anxious. This was the real first battle for the art company.

"After calculation, the money has increased by more than 3.8 million French francs, and the works of art have decreased by about 260 pieces." Zhang Jun said with a straight face.

"Ah! How could this happen?"

"This is how to do?"

"This is only the first day and something like this has gone wrong. There are still so many days to come."

Wu Xinping and Chen Lijun stamped their feet anxiously and walked back and forth in the room.

Zhang Junping couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed on the sofa laughing.

"You are still laughing, this is more than three million in foreign exchange, which is enough to build several buildings!" Chen Lijun said angrily.

"Haha! You two, don't you understand?

It's more than 3.8 million yuan more money, not less than 3.8 million yuan less. Why are you so anxious?

There are more than 200 pieces of art less and more money, what does this mean?" Zhang Junping explained to the two people with a smile.

"What does it mean?" Wu Xinping has come to his senses, but Chen Lijun has not yet turned around.

"This means that we have actually sold more than 200 pieces of art.

This 3.8 million is our real revenue today." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Really?! This more than 3.8 million yuan is our revenue?" Chen Lijun said in surprise.

If Wu Xinping hadn't been there and the situation was wrong, Chen Lijun would have jumped into Zhang Junping's arms.

Such a happy thing, I have to fight for 800 rounds to celebrate.

For the first time, Chen Lijun felt that Wu Xinping, the old leader who had promoted her, was a bit in the way.

You said, you are so old, if you don't go back and rest quickly, you have to follow me to settle accounts. Isn't this a waste of time?

"Yes, this is a good start. This shows that our traditional Chinese handicrafts, as well as Chinese calligraphy and painting, are still very popular in European and American countries.

Okay, now that the account is clear, I should go back and rest, and have a drink with those old friends in the evening." Wu Xinping glanced at Chen Lijun, then stood up and said to Zhang Junping with a smile.

Who is Wu Xinping?

Although I used to stay in BJ's Painting Shop and keep aloof from the world, in fact, that was the really smart thing to do.

No, the ten years of strong winds have not touched me at all. I can stay comfortably in the BJ, with my wife and children on the hot bed.

Such a mature person naturally noticed something was wrong between Zhang Junping and Chen Lijun.

Mainly Chen Lijun, anyone who is not a fool can see the deep affection in her eyes.

Zhang Junping quickly got up and sent Wu Xinping downstairs.

"Okay, Xiao Chen, you go ahead and collect the artworks for sale today and divide them into categories so that we can know which category of artworks are the most popular." Seeing that Chen Lijun also wanted to give it to herself, Wu Xinping gave it to him directly.

She arranged a task.

"I know Secretary!"

Chen Lijun didn't dare not agree. Although Wu Xinping usually didn't do anything, she was actually the leader.

Zhang Junping sent Wu Xinping downstairs.

"Tongfei, please be careful. Your wife is pregnant with a child now. It is immoral for you to be involved in promiscuity at this time." Wu Xinping said sternly.

"Master, as you said, it is immoral to flirt with women at any time. This has nothing to do with my wife's pregnancy.

If you say this, it seems that if your wife is not pregnant and is flirting with women, you can be forgiven." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"You kid, don't play tricks on me! What's going on with you and Chen Lijun?" Wu Xinping scolded.

"Don't you see what could be going on? It's like being abroad, with no one around, feeling empty and lonely, and looking for someone to be a companion.

After returning to China, we can do whatever we want without affecting our respective families." Zhang Junping said frankly.

"You boy!

well!

Tell me about you! How could you make such a mistake?" Wu Xinping was angry and pointed at Zhang Junping's hand, which was trembling a little.

"Master, don't be angry. In fact, no one is a sage, so how can anyone make mistakes? This is human nature. Think about Master, then think about Uncle Master and the others." Zhang Junping comforted him with a smile.

Zhang Junping's words left Wu Xinping speechless. It was true that the upper beam was out of alignment and the lower beam was crooked.

Speaking of women, none of these artists are very glamorous.

Speaking of which, Wu Xinping is a rare good man in the world of calligraphy and painting.

Thinking of this, Wu Xinping didn't bother to continue to scold Zhang Junping. He got into the car and asked the driver to take him back to the hotel.

Zhang Junping also knew that Wu Xinping was concerned about him and was afraid that something would happen to him.

However, Zhang Junping strongly disagreed with Wu Xinping's statement.

He admitted that he was not a good man, but a scumbag. Once he went abroad, he couldn't help but let himself go.

But, what does this have to do with whether the wife is pregnant or not?

There are always some people who like to talk about this.

Cheating on your wife while she is pregnant is immoral and should be condemned.

If you are not pregnant, cheating is moral and can be forgiven?

I really don’t know what kind of fairy theory this is.

Immoral things are always immoral.

Zhang Junping knew these principles very well, but he just couldn't control his lower body and made the same mistake that every man would make.

This is just like those leaders who often appear on TV in later generations. They talk about integrity and honesty in meetings in the morning.

He was taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission in the afternoon.

That's too far.

Zhang Junping returned to the office and called George Fairborn, asking him to find more people to support the scene tomorrow.

For such a large convention and exhibition center, there are more than a thousand people, which is still a bit small. It needs three or four thousand people to make it look popular.

"I just checked the account, and the store sales today are also good, with more than 1.2 million French francs." Chen Lijun told Zhang Junping another good news.

"Very good. This shows that our artworks are still very popular and that our sales strategy is feasible.
To be continued...