Ding Changsheng doesn't care much about these things. Anyway, neither party is a good thing.
Especially those who took the opportunity to empty out the donation boxes.
On the contrary, since the media has apologized and compensated, there is no need to keep watching.
After all, if Changshengtang wants to thrive in the United States, it cannot do without media publicity and reporting.
There is no right or wrong for adults, only interests.
Ding Changsheng picked up the phone, called Smith, informed him of the matter, and asked him to negotiate specific compensation matters with the media.
Compensation is not just monetary compensation, but also spiritual compensation. In this regard, Ding Changsheng did not choose cash, but chose what the media is best at.
They just use their media advantage to make positive publicity reports for Changshengtang.
As for the amount of publicity resources, it depends on the outcome of Smith's negotiations.
"Okay, today is a day off. Let's clean up the first floor and then get off work!" After hanging up the phone, Ding Changsheng explained to everyone.
"Okay, BOSS!" Danny Flamel agreed and led his people downstairs to clean up the mess.
Lin Chaosheng, Zhou Linlin and others took the initiative to go downstairs to work without any instructions.
Because of Ding Changsheng's protection, the back of the counter was not affected, but the outside of the counter was hit.
Fortunately, the counter is not made of glass, otherwise it would have been scrapped.
After arranging for everyone to go downstairs to clean up the mess, Ding Changsheng picked up his cell phone and called Jason.
"Hi! Jason!"
"Dear Ding, how are you doing there?"
"Fortunately, thank you Jason for speaking up!" Ding Changsheng smiled and thanked him.
Don't think that Jason is so righteous. This is also because this matter does not involve other things, it is just a conflict, so Jason and the others will speak righteously.
If other matters involve politics or fundamental interests, Jason promises not to say anything and not to step on him, which would be regarded as a good act.
"You're welcome! I just expressed my opinion a little bit!" Jason said with a relaxed smile.
"Jason, I'm calling you, firstly to express my gratitude, and also because I have some good things here, Western oil paintings and artworks, and I want to sell them.
I know, Jason, you are also a relatively famous collector, so I called you to ask if you are interested!" Ding Changsheng directly expressed his thoughts.
"Whose Western oil painting is it?"
"There are Picasso's, Raphael's, and Paul's paintings. There are about a dozen such oil paintings!
I originally wanted to put it up for auction, but I thought you were a collector, so I asked you!" Ding Changsheng said with a smile.
“Picasso’s? And Raphael and Paul’s? Dear Din! I’m so interested! Thank you my friend!
Thank you for calling me! I will go find you now!" Jason said excitedly on the phone.
"Haha! Jason, I'd better go find you!" Ding Changsheng said with a smile.
"Haha! Dear Ding, aren't you worried that I will kill myself for the sake of wealth? Just a dozen oil paintings by Picasso, Raphael, and Paul are worth hundreds of millions of dollars." Jason asked with a laugh.
When he said this, Jason's expression changed. As for what he was thinking, it was unclear.
"Haha, Jason, would you kill yourself for 100 million US dollars?" Ding Changsheng asked nonchalantly.
He went to Jason's mansion alone to discuss the oil painting deal, and he was also full of confidence.
Although there are not many weapons in his system space, there are more than ten pistols and more than twenty rifles.
Although these pistols and rifles are collectibles, they can still be used.
Among them, Ding Changsheng's favorite is a Colt M1911A1, which is probably one of the most powerful pistols in the world and uses 11.43mm pistol ammunition.
The reason why this gun has become a collectible is not because of its power, but because it was produced for collection or decoration.
The handle of the gun is inlaid with rhinoceros horns, and the body of the gun also has golden patterns. These golden patterns are inlaid with pure gold.
It is similar to the previous Browning M1906. It was produced to be collected by the rich and powerful.
However, it does not hinder his power at all.
With these guns, as long as they are equipped with bullets, with Ding Changsheng's current skills, twenty or thirty people cannot stop him.
After hanging up the phone, Ding Changsheng and Zhou Linlin exchanged words with each other, and then drove away from Changsheng Hall.
On the way to the Jensen Manor, Ding Changsheng turned around and went to a store to buy many matching bullets.
Although the Colt M1911A1 has long withdrawn from the stage of military pistols, it is still in large numbers and matching bullets are still sold in gun stores.
After buying the bullets, Ding Changsheng drove to Jason's manor.
"Haha! Dear Ding, you are here, and you miss me so much!" Jason stood at the door of the manor waiting for Ding Changsheng with eager eyes.
"Haha, do you miss me or the paintings in my hands?" Ding Changsheng gave Jason a hug, and then took out several oil paintings he was planning to sell from the trunk.
"Why are there only three oil paintings?"
"I'm afraid you'll be interested in getting rich, so I'll take three paintings for a look first." Ding Changsheng joked.
It's not a joke, Ding Changsheng really did it to prevent Jason from taking advantage of the money.
The three oil paintings totaled only 70 to 80 million U.S. dollars. This amount of money was not enough for Jason to take risks.
Although precautions have been taken, it is better not to use the last resort.
"Haha! Your decision is wise. If you put a dozen oil paintings in front of me, I really can't guarantee that you won't take advantage of money and kill yourself for the sake of money!" Jason said with a haha.
"So, I only took out three paintings this time for a walk." Ding Changsheng said with a smile.
The two people chatted and laughed as they came to the small living room of the castle.
"Ding, what do you want to drink?"
"Coffee!" Ding Changsheng said casually.
Ding Changsheng really doesn't care what he drinks.
Jason nodded to the butler who had been following him. After bowing, the butler turned around and went out.
After a while, a servant brought coffee, along with another middle-aged man who was somewhat bald.
"This is the appraiser from my gallery. He is very knowledgeable about the works of Picasso and Raphael." Jason introduced with a smile.
"It turns out that Jason also has a gallery under his name? It must be the most famous gallery in New York?"
"Haha, it's just a little fame! When I was young, I studied oil painting for a while, but unfortunately my talent was limited and I was not able to become a painter.
So I opened a gallery, which can be considered as a way to fulfill my childhood dream in disguise, right?" Jason explained with a smile.
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