Art salon on the seventh floor.

There are already many people in Kaihong Gallery looking at calligraphy and paintings.

Zhong Yue found Ouyang Ming who was so bored that he sat on the sofa next to the exhibition hall.

"Why don't you look at the painting?"

There are no drinks in the gallery, only mineral water can be consumed.

"Brother Yue, what are you doing?"

Zhong Yue sat on the sofa, "Xiao Kaiwang asked me to join Kaihongxuan."

"Really or not?"

"What do you think?"

Ouyang Ming said: "Then did you agree? Wang Ge is not a good person."

"I don't have any interest, I have to go to school. How can I talk nonsense with him if I have such a free time?"

Ouyang Ming looked disbelief, "When I go to school? Why don't I believe you?"

Zhong Yue walked in the gallery, hanging calligraphy and paintings of contemporary masters, and asked, "Where is Mr. Xi and the others?"

“Sitting in the exhibition hall, waiting for the fair.”

"Trade Fair?" Zhong Yue raised a smile on his lips, "I'm going to change my hands as soon as I got it? Are the people who come here all idiots?"

Ouyang Ming said: "This is a trade fair held by Kaihongxuan every month. The collections are exchanged for objects, and they all rely on their eyesight. I heard that Wang Ge would take out the auctioned lacquer book, which attracted many collectors."

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, no wonder the original invitation attached the words "Kai Hongxuan to distinguish the authenticity of the collection," and the final explanation of Kai Hongxuan.

Zhong Yue entered the exhibition hall and saw dozens of people sitting on the scene.

"Zhong Yue, where were you just now? I have been looking for you for so long."

"I drank some tea upstairs."

Ouyang Guoqing leaned on his seat, "Old Mr. Xi, do you think Wang Ge can take off this lacquer book work today?"

"The popularity of Yaoshun's auction has not yet subsided. I guess many people who came here today would not be suspicious. After all, this work is imitated too. If it weren't for Zhong Yue's reminder, I would have been caught."

The pen bones of lacquer books are not at the center, which is probably not deeply studied by some old calligraphers. After all, lacquer books have limitations and special brushwork, which is not taught by Jin Nong himself. I am afraid that some later researchers think that the brushes used in this type of printing style are cut.

If you have a specialty in your profession, not many people will be able to study these. Those calligraphy and painting appraisers may be confused by the added pen bones, and they will undoubtedly determine that this work is the original work.

"Yeah, Zhong Yue is here too."

Zhong Yue turned around and saw Han Qi walking over with a scroll, and replied: "Hello, Mr. Han."

Han Qi patted Zhong Yue on the shoulder and sat down, "Old Xi, why didn't you bring anything?"

Zhong Yue thought to himself that it seemed that Teacher Han didn't know the authenticity of this work.

"There is nothing good to take." Xi Qichang laughed.

"This time I'm going to make a coffin book. Shi Tao's "Qingyin Picture of Landscapes" will be over with his "Wanwuwang"."

Xi Qichang laughed, "Not too much, not too much."

"Your smile is a bit weird."

"No."

Ouyang Guoqing looked at the two old men fighting each other and asked in a low voice: "Ayue, what did Xiao Kai Wang go to you for?"

"Prepare to train me well and let me take over his class."

Ouyang Guoqing laughed intentionally and knew that others didn't know, but Zhong Yue believed that as long as Zhong Yue was not a brainless person, he would not agree to this temptation. You must know that once a little paint is put into production and the market opens, it will have hundreds of millions of assets in the future, and it will become Ouyang International's leading enterprise in the cultural field. This kind of cooperative relationship with higher transparency is much more reliable than the fragile relationship connected by this master-apprentice friendship.

Wang Ge walked to the stage calmly and smiled: "Welcome to Kaihongxuan. Today's Art Salon, we have invited many celebrities from Shanghai. I believe many of the people here came for the masterpiece "Long Lives" of Jinnong's lacquer book that he took a few days ago. Originally, Wang planned to keep this work privately, but the subject matter was too good, and some friends who are good friends liked it tightly. When he learned that Wang had taken this work, he had called me repeatedly and wanted to let Wang give up."

The people below were chatting everywhere, but Wang Ge was talking nonsense, so naturally he didn't know how to listen.

"It's okay to give up, but a few old friends have the intention. I'm in a dilemma when I transfer it to anyone, so I just put it directly at the monthly trade fair. If you have any ideas, you can go on stage to exchange it. Of course, if other collectors look at the collections on stage, you can also exchange them. Old friends must have understood the rules. Rong Wang nagged a few words and reminded the new friends that Kaihongxuan only provides a platform for collectors to communicate. Some of the collections involved in authenticity and amount compensation are not under Kaihongxuan's management. I hope it's well known."

Zhong Yue looked at Wang Ge on the stage and sneered, pretending now, let's see how you can get through it later.

"Wang hasn't even seen this work from the auction yet, so he's going to take action now. He's really reluctant to let go. But for a few old friends, he gave up his love."

A long table covered with red scarves was lifted out, and the staff wearing white gloves took the work out of the brocade box and spread it on the table.

Wang Ge smiled and said, "It's still the same rule. If you want to go on stage and see it closely, you have to have a trading product. Regardless of whether you trade or not, you must have a guarantee."

An old man stood up and said, "Xiao Wang, I don't know if I want to exchange my hand scroll of Wen Zhengming's running script?"

"Please." Wang Ge seemed to be in a hurry at all and asked the old man to come up directly.

The old man hung the scroll on the stage and slowly put it down.

Zhong Yue glanced at the running script hand scroll, which seemed to be a good work.

Han Qi shook his head and said, "Wen Zhengming's works were sold at tens of millions of dollars ten years ago, but in recent years, they have been falling continuously and have recently fallen to the millions of dollars. Although this Liu Cheng has a good relationship with Xiao Kai Wang, he is too ignorant. It is really shameless to replace millions of things with millions of things.

"What's the hurry? I didn't agree to change it. Maybe I wanted to find a reason to enjoy my eyes."

Han Qi pulled the corner of his mouth. I have always wanted to collect Dong Xin's works in recent years, but there is no suitable opportunity. This time, I have to try it out. The price of my Shi Tao's works is not low, it depends on whether Xiao Kai Wang gives face.

The old man on stage trembled and took out his reading glasses, put them on, and carried his hands on them, watching the lacquer book work.

"Not bad. The brushwork is amazing and the muscles and bones are strong. He is worthy of being the leader of the eight weirdos in Yangzhou."

Wang Ge stood aside and smiled and said, "There are still people who want to exchange, so you can come up together."

"Fu Baoshi's twelve-page picture album, be friends with Mr. Wang first."

"Li Keran's painting "Yellow Sea Yanxia" is willing to trade this work with Mr. Wang."

One after another, nearly a dozen collectors came on stage and had the idea of ​​trading. However, Zhong Yue could also see that no big shot came on stage. Works with trading ideas on stage were only a few million, and the price was only a painting by Li Keran. If Wang Ge really chose one of these pictures to trade, it would probably be that those collectors would be thinking of getting a big advantage.

Han Qi was about to stand up, but Xi Qichang was stopped.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't change."

"Why?"

"deficit."
Chapter completed!