After Yan Detai attended the party in New York, he immediately brought his exhibition works and couldn't wait to take the plane back to Zhonghai City.

At the Zhonghai Municipal Airport, Fang Zengxian, Chairman of the Zhonghai Artists Association, and Zhu Guorong, Vice Chairman and Secretary-General, came to greet him in person, and their attitude was even more respectful.

"Old Yan! Ms. Zhu, long time no see."

At the international arrival gate, Fang Zengxian saw Yan Detai and Zhu Zhaoshun coming out, and immediately greeted them. He and Zhu Guorong, one on the left and one on the right, took over the suitcases of Yan Detai and Zhu Zhaoshun.

Yan Detai said cheerfully: "Zengxian, the association has developed quite well in recent years, right?"

Fang Zengxian smiled and said: "Yes, our team is getting stronger and stronger. After all, the economy is active and people's spiritual and cultural needs have also increased. Now we have to curate many exhibitions every year. Isn't it the end of the year?"

There happens to be a joint exhibition here, and I thought you, Mr. Yan, haven’t taught us a lesson for a long time, so I took the bold step of inviting you to come back and participate."

Yan Detai pictured his work hanging in the most conspicuous position for the audience to appreciate in his mind, and he smiled from ear to ear: "That's what we should do to communicate more."

Fang Zengxian said: "Mr. Yan, Ms. Zhu, let's go. I have prepared a reception banquet for you two at Tanchun Tower and invited several old friends in the circle. Everyone misses you very much. Taking this opportunity, everyone

Let’s have a good chat, we also want to know about the international art trends.”

Fang Zengxian and Zhu Guorong invited Yan Detai and Zhu Zhaoshun into the car and drove all the way to Tanchun Tower.

Tan Chun House is an antique restaurant with very cultural characteristics. The interior is very elegant with its carved beams and painted buildings. It also imitates the layout of teahouses and restaurants in ancient times. Cultural people in Zhonghai like to use this place as a place for communication and often gather together.

Let’s talk about art together.

Several people were already sitting in a box on the second floor of Tanchun Building: Wang Jieyin, Lu Fusheng, Liu Danzhai, Zhang Leiping, Wang Dawei, Qiu Ruimin, Zheng Xinyao, Shi Dawei...

They are all old acquaintances and faces.

As soon as Yan Detai came in, everyone stood up in unison and shouted respectfully: "Old Yan, Ms. Zhu."

Regardless of his family background or his achievements in art, Yan Detai is the senior and leader of these people present. If he had not lived overseas, Fang Zengxian would not be the chairman of this association.

Although Yan Detai was seventy years old, his eyes were still bright. His eyes swept over the people in front of him, and many long-silent memories gradually came to his mind.

Many of them were playmates and painting friends back then, and now they are senior members of the Calligraphers and Painters Association.

"Hello everyone, long time no see."

Yan Detai greets everyone.

Everyone gathered around Yan Detai and Zhu Zhaoshun and sat at the upper table, next to Fang Zengxian.

Fang Zengxian said to Zhu Guorong: "Guorong, everyone is here. Tell the waiter to serve the food."

"OK."

While the food was being served, Yan Detai also chatted with everyone about life abroad.

Listening to Yan Detai talk about the advanced technology, freedom of speech, and strong artistic atmosphere outside, everyone's faces showed yearning expressions, and they couldn't help but complain about the domestic environment and atmosphere.

After a while, the food was served, and everyone raised their glasses to toast Yan Detai, especially Fang Zengxian. Everyone changed glasses and it was very lively.

During the dinner, while we were going to the toilet together, Zhu Zhaoshun said to Yan Detai doubtfully: "Why is this Fang Zengxian so enthusiastic today? I remember in the past few years, wasn't he not willing to get up early without any profit?"

Yan Detai said: "I don't know either. Let's take a look first and then talk."

Returning to the box, Fang Zengxian complimented again: "Mr. Yan, your Yan family has many ancestors, and the family tradition is like spring rain, moistening everything silently, which is really admirable."

Although Yan Detai has always followed the instructions of his ancestors and often donated money to charity, he couldn't bear the praise from Fang Zengxian. He said, "Everywhere, it's just trivial things that are not worth mentioning."

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost heightened, Fang Zengxian said, "Mr. Yan, today I want to introduce you to a young man. He is also very interested in art."

Yan Detai did not doubt that he was there and said with a smile: "Oh? Young people are just interested in art. That's a good thing."

If art needs to be passed on and promoted, there must be a steady stream of fresh blood and young people who love art to join in.

Yan Detai thought that Fang Zengxian was going to introduce his junior to help him.

This is a very common thing in the art circle.

Becoming a disciple or becoming a relative is just for that status.

In the art circle, reputation is very important.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Guorong went to invite Lu Yiming in.

Yan Detai was about to ask which junior was so handsome, when he heard Fang Zengxian call enthusiastically: "Mr. Lu, please sit down."

He even gave up his position.

This surprised Yan Detai.

Lu Yiming looked very polite, smiled, shook hands with Fang Zengxian, and said enthusiastically: "Chairman Fang is very polite."

Afterwards, he introduced himself and said: "Hello everyone, I am Lu Yiming, an art lover. I am very happy to meet all the masters today. Everyone's consumption here today is mine, and Maotai takes care of it."

People who engage in art like to drink more or less, but many people who engage in art are relatively poor, so when they heard the four words Maotai Guan enough, many people's eyes shone with light, and they were impressed by Lu Yiming's first words.

A very good impression.

Yan Detai has been harassed too many times by Wu Zhijie recently, and the bad impression of Lu Yiming's name is deeply ingrained in his mind.

Now seeing that the person in front of me was also named Lu Yiming, he immediately blurted out: "Are you Lu Yiming? The richest man in the mainland?"

To be honest, Yan Detai was shocked.

As the saying goes, don't bully young people into poverty.

But the young man in front of him is not only not poor, he is actually the richest man. This makes him, an old wealthy man, feel quite indescribable.

"What? The richest man?"

Many people present did not know Lu Yiming because they did not pay attention to finance. After all, how could those who engage in art be contaminated by the smell of money?

At this time, seeing Yan Detai point out Lu Yiming's identity, they all looked at Lu Yiming in shock.

No wonder he dares to say that Maotai has enough control. He turns out to be the richest man.

That's okay.

However, others gave Lu Yiming face, but Yan Detai didn't care about it. After all, half of his feet were buried in the soil, and the Yan family was not short of money. He couldn't afford to fawn over Lu Yiming, so he didn't give him a good look and said bluntly:

"If you want to come here to buy the Yan family's ancestral property, then you'd better not ask your respects."

What?

Is this person going to buy the Yan family’s ancestral property?

The unsuspecting people present were shocked.

Facing everyone's gaze, Lu Yiming was not embarrassed at all. He knew that if some business deals were to be successful, it should not only be about profit and money, but also about strategy. For certain people, you have to do what they like.

So he immediately smiled and explained: "Mr. Yan misunderstood. I came here today to ask you for advice on watercolor painting and to make friends by the way."

Fang Zengxian also spoke for Lu Yiming and said, "Mr. Yan, you don't know. Mr. Lu is very generous. Not only did he directly donate one million to our association, he also fully sponsored this event."

When Yan Detai heard this, he was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger. He couldn't scold Lu Yiming for donating money to the China Overseas Art Association, right?

Even if Lu Yiming had ulterior motives, the money donated was real after all. As a member of the China Overseas Art Association, he could only hold his nose and endure it now.

He remembered what Zhu Zhaoshun said just now and understood immediately.

Sure enough, if you don’t get up early, there will be no benefit, and something will happen if something goes wrong!

Although he couldn't scold Lu Yiming in front of everyone now, Yan Detai still didn't give Lu Yiming a good look and hummed softly: "Do you know watercolor painting?"

The implication is, don’t try to get close to me in the name of watercolor painting, I won’t accept that!

However, Lu Yiming had already anticipated such a situation.

Before he came here, he did a lot of homework. In addition, his family was quite wealthy when he was a child, and he also attended interest classes in elementary school. Now that he has checked and filled in the gaps, he is almost there.

He smiled slightly and began to talk. Not only was he very familiar with the past and present life of watercolor painting, he even put forward many new insights on techniques. This was all based on what he had read on the Internet before he was reborn when he was collecting information.

The experience of surfing and blowing water is nonsense.

Yan Detai, who was originally prejudiced against Lu Yiming, stopped keeping a straight face after a few words. Instead, he was a little surprised: "I didn't expect that you really know how to paint watercolors, but there are a lot of them."

There are still cognitive errors and limitations..."

Then, as an insider, he gave Lu Yiming a few words of advice.

Lu Yiming, who had always wanted to make friends, naturally followed the good example and said humbly: "I am just a layman, but appreciating beauty is one of human nature, so I also have the right to pursue beautiful things, Mr. Yan, don't you think so?"

?”

Yan Detai nodded happily: "Yes, this is also my original intention of creating watercolor paintings. I want to record the beautiful scenes I have seen in my life with the pen in my hand. The essence of painting is the artist's expression of beauty.

, that’s why it’s called art.”

In fact, what Lu Yiming said was different from what Yan Detai said, but the two of them, one old and one young, were able to chat for a few words on the common topic of art.

Seeing Yan Detai fall into the trap, Lu Yiming immediately laughed and said: "Mr. Yan is indeed an artist with pursuits, but I can't. Although I love art, he is essentially just a businessman who smells like copper. But in my opinion,

If art wants to develop, it cannot be done without commercial promotion. After all, artists also need to eat."

Yan Detai seemed to hear something amiss, and the expression on his face suddenly condensed, and he asked: "What do you mean by this?"

Lu Yiming quickly explained: "Mr. Yan, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to insinuate. In fact, before I met you, I organized a million-painters competition myself. Judging from the current situation, the effect is very good."

Fang Zengxian also said: "Yes, Mr. Yan, you probably didn't know this when you were abroad. At the end of last year, Mr. Lu invited painters from all over the country to participate in the competition. The momentum was simply a grand event about art.

Ah. The final winner can get a bonus of one million, and that’s one million! In this process, many outstanding talents have emerged.”
To be continued...