"I am not short of money, Lin Dazhuang knows this!
I agree to auction the stamps and Picasso's sketches because I feel that the two of us are destined." Zhang Junping looked directly at Liu Qianli, his tone was calm but full of confidence.
When Liu Qianli was in trouble, a big-bellied white foreigner, after listening to Zhang Junping's words translated by the translator, started to chirp at Liu Qianli.
Liu Qianli immediately showed a bright smile on his face, "Mr. Zhang, we can conduct an auction according to the conditions you require, and we will definitely get you a good price, but we hope to sign a memorandum for the other Picasso paintings in your hand.
If it is to be auctioned, we at Sotheby’s will have priority under the same conditions!”
Zhang Junping did not answer Liu Qianli in a hurry, but looked at Lin Yanxiang. Lin Yanxiang very discerningly translated the words of the big-bellied foreigner to Zhang Junping in a low voice.
After Zhang Junping heard this, he smiled and nodded, "Okay!"
Just as Zhang Junping thought, many of these foreigners don’t really like Chinese art.
They collected him more as a trophy to show off the glorious deeds of their ancestors.
In later generations, when the Chinese became rich, these people used these spoils of war to speculate and harvest the wealth of the Chinese people.
The three words "trophy" are very dazzling.
However, this is an indisputable fact. Who made China fall behind in the first place? If it falls behind, it will be beaten.
At this time, the stamp appraisal over there was also completed, and they were all genuine.
After expert appraisal, Zhang Junping's more than 20 stamps have a total value of more than 10 million US dollars.
The Picasso sketch was estimated at $3 million.
Zhang Junping expressed no opinion on this valuation.
This was more valuable than he had previously guessed.
After the conditions were negotiated, the next thing was simple. Barrister Lin Yanxiang and the other party's lawyer worked together to draft a contract for the entrusted auction, and Zhang Junping signed it.
After seeing off Liu Qianli and his entourage from Sotheby's auction house, Zhang Junping paid Lin Yanxiang's legal fees.
The barrister is really good, but the fee is also really high. In less than an hour, Zhang Junping paid 15,000 Hong Kong dollars.
It made Zhang Junping sigh that it is really not something ordinary people can afford to hire a barrister.
After sending Lin Yanxiang away, Zhang Junping did not rush back to the exhibition hall, but sat on the sofa and thought about things.
Just now, after seeing the excited expressions of the burly middle-aged white man and the old man with a big belly, something suddenly popped into Zhang Junping's mind.
To be precise, it's a clue.
The source of this information is a book he read in his previous life.
I have forgotten the name, but I only remember a scene in it, where the protagonist went to Germany to pick up thousands of famous paintings and hid them in a dilapidated apartment building.
There are paintings by Picasso, as well as works by Matisse, Chagall, Renoir, Beckmann and other modern masters, which are priceless.
Zhang Junping studied painting, so he searched Baidu for a while and found out that there was such a thing.
A dilapidated apartment on the outskirts of Munich, Germany, contains 1,500 paintings by world-renowned painters.
These 1,500 famous paintings were only seized by German officials. For more than half a century, Gurjit, the owner of the famous painting treasure, had no job and no income, and relied entirely on selling famous paintings to make a living.
No one knows how many Jiucheng have sold in the past half century.
Even Gurjit couldn't explain clearly.
Anyway, when the money is gone, I just take a painting and sell it.
It was 2011 when this incident was revealed, but it is only 1983 now.
In other words, no one except Gurjit knows about those paintings.
So, does that mean he can find a way to get these paintings?
Anyway, neither the *** nor the Jews are good people.
Even the owner of the treasure, Gurjit's father, is not a good person.
Even if he gets these famous paintings, he won't have any psychological burden.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still don't have a clue.
Zhang Junping simply didn't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, it would take another twenty years before anyone discovered him.
He has plenty of time to prepare slowly.
Who says the Internet is useless?
No, such an important clue worth a billion euros was obtained through...
Divergent thinking, although Zhang Junping doesn't understand economics, stocks, or finance, he didn't pay much attention to it in his previous life.
However, when looking at the Internet, I still remembered some important time nodes.
For example, the Plaza Accord in September 1985, the Japanese property market bubble burst in 1991, the financial crisis in 1997, or the Internet bubble in 2000.
If these time points work well, let alone the richest man in the world, he will definitely not be able to spend the money he earns in his lifetime.
After being confused for a while, Zhang Junping came back to his senses under Huang Xue's call.
Those time points don't matter, the key is that we must find a way to get the thousands of famous paintings in Munich.
Zhang Junping secretly made up his mind.
Returning to the exhibition hall with Huang Xue, Zhang Junping discovered that Gao Meiqing was here again.
It seems that she really cares about her work.
I was afraid that Zhang Junping would break the contract and sell or exchange the works with others, so I took the time to come over and take a look.
It’s convenient anyway.
Today, students from the Art Department of the Chinese University of Hong Kong also have an exhibition of their works in the Great Hall.
Naturally, she, the head of the department, would be present.
"Hello, Ms. Gao!" Zhang Junping greeted Gao Meiqing with a smile.
Huang Xue is also beautiful
But her beauty is different from Gao Meiqing's.
There is a trace of charm hidden in Gao Meiqing's dignity, and her plump, soft and white body makes people have the urge to hold her in her arms and ravage her.
Of course, Zhang Junping had no idea about this woman who was in her thirties and almost forty. He never lacked maternal love.
My girlfriend is no worse than her, she is even younger.
Just simply appreciate beautiful things.
After saying hello to Gao Meiqing, Zhang Junping took out several car models from his suitcase and placed them on the giant wooden sculpture.
Wangfujing Street, which was originally relatively empty, turned into busy traffic.
Gao Meiqing looked at Zhang Junping's movements, narrowed her eyes, and looked at Zhang Junping. Just as she was about to speak, Zhang Junping stopped her.
"Director Gao, these car models are not included in the exchange.
If you want to exchange it, you can exchange one car for ten paintings by Mr. Daqian."
Gao Meiqing simply shut her mouth and pretended not to hear Zhang Junping's painting.
Just kidding, one car model needs to be replaced by ten paintings by Zhang Daqian. There is no such thing as robbing people.
This is treating her as someone who has been taken advantage of.
Seeing that Gao Meiqing remained silent, Zhang Junping just smiled and didn't care.
"Sir, can I take a look at these cars? Please!" A strange voice sounded behind Zhang Junping.
Zhang Junping looked back and saw a middle-aged dwarf bowing to him.