Ding Changsheng knew that Jason was asking an appraiser to identify the authenticity of the oil paintings, so he didn't say much and just put the three oil paintings he had brought on the coffee table and pushed them to Jason.
Jason nodded to his appraiser, and the bald appraiser took out a magnifying glass, put on gloves, and began the appraisal.
Ding Changsheng drank coffee and chatted casually with Jason.
"At the last party, you took down the three most beautiful beauties in the room!" Jason said with a very lewd smile.
"Haha! Thanks to Mr. Johnson for setting up the stage." Ding Changsheng said with a faint smile.
It is a bit exaggerated to say that they are the most beautiful in the audience, but the three beauties that Ding Changsheng won are definitely among the top-quality beauties.
"That's because you are very clever! Many people were staring at the three of them, but you took them down!" Jason was also full of envy as he spoke.
Jason said that many people were staring at him, including himself. He had been thinking about it for a long time. In the past, due to physical reasons, he could only watch and not eat. Finally, his body allowed it, so he invited the three people over.
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These three are so well-known that even he can't use force.
Therefore, I can only express my envy and jealousy towards Ding Changsheng.
As for why Jason knew that Ding Changsheng had won the three beautiful celebrities he had always wanted to forget, this is very simple.
This is Jason's manor. As long as you pay a little attention, you can know the movements of Ding Changsheng and Scarlett.
This kind of thing cannot be hidden from anyone at all.
The so-called don't know is just that I don't want to know.
After Ding Changsheng and Jason chatted for a while, the bald appraiser over there also completed the appraisal.
After putting down the magnifying glass, he nodded slightly to Jason.
"Dear Ding, how much do you plan to sell these three paintings for?"
"Jason, we are friends, and you own a gallery. You know the prices of these three paintings better than I do!
Tell me a price!
If it's almost the same, I'll keep the painting." Ding Changsheng took a sip of his coffee, it was a little cold, put it down and said with a smile.
"Let's do this! Three oil paintings, packaged for 100 million!" After Jason and the bald appraiser discussed quietly for a while, Jason gave a price.
Three paintings, US$100 million, exceeded Ding Changsheng's estimate.
Originally, he thought it would be good if he could sell it for 80 million.
The price of Western oil paintings is still very valuable.
In recent years, oil paintings have continued to become popular, and Chinese collectors have also joined the oil painting market to speculate.
Causing the oil painting to continue to rise.
The works of some Chinese New Year oil painters can fetch tens of millions of RMB.
"Okay!" The price exceeded expectations, and Ding Changsheng didn't worry too much about anything else and simply agreed.
The prices Ding Changsheng found on the Internet were all from several years ago and can only be used as a reference.
The oil painting market continues to heat up, so the price Jensen offered Ding Changsheng was not very high, it could only be considered a mid-level price.
At this price, after Jason gets it, he can resell it and make a profit of about 20%.
There is no way to take this seriously. They are just in this business and have connections and resources.
Naturally, the oil painting can be sold at a higher price.
"How cool! When will you get the other oil paintings?" Jason stretched out his hand to shake Ding Changsheng's hand, and then asked.
"It seems like you have plenty of funds, Jason!" Ding Changsheng asked with a smile.
"It's not bad! I'm engaged in this industry, so I naturally still have some funds on hand.
Even if you are nervous, you can borrow it at any time!”
"Wait a minute!" Ding Changsheng said as he stood up, walked out of the small living room, went to the parking lot, opened the trunk of the car, lifted the mat, and took out three oil paintings from inside.
Jason also followed Ding Changsheng to the parking lot. Seeing Ding Changsheng take out three oil paintings from the trunk, he suddenly shouted in surprise: "Ding! You actually carry it with you, are you too bold? In terms of value,
Yi’s oil painting is just left in the car.”
"Haha, who would have thought of that?"
"Yeah! Who would have thought that you are so cunning!" Jason smiled and looked into the trunk.
"No need to look at it. I only brought six oil paintings with me, and the rest are still in the bank safe!" Ding Changsheng smiled and gave Jason a hand.
"Okay! Take it out as soon as possible!
You know, as a collector, if you know someone has a piece of art that you want to sell, if you can't get it, you won't be able to sleep." Jason shook his head regretfully.
"Don't worry! As long as your price is right, I will definitely keep it for you. I'm not a collector, I'm just a doctor.
I sell these oil paintings in the hope of better developing my clinic."
"You want to make a big move?"
"We are going to open a large Chinese medicine clinic on Fifth Avenue! It will specialize in the business of you rich people and big stars." Ding Changsheng said half-jokingly.
"This is a good idea! Open a large clinic. When the time comes, I will definitely introduce you to more patients.
I have many friends who are about the same age as me, so you should understand the helplessness of middle-aged people."
"I completely understand. I like middle-aged patients because they all have successful careers and are not short of money! Treating one rich person will make more than me treating a thousand poor people!" Ding Changsheng said frankly.
said with a smile.
"You are right! Rich people never care about money. If money can buy health, they will not be stingy." Jason agreed with Ding Changsheng's statement.
Ding Changsheng's strategy is to make money from wealthy Americans and then treat poor people for free.
He made both money and fame.
Then we can use this money to develop Chinese medicine and spread Chinese medicine around the world.
Ding Changsheng and Jason returned to the small reception room.
Ding Changsheng still pushed the oil painting to the bald appraiser and asked him to appraise it.
Among these three oil paintings, one is by Picasso and two are by Raphael.
The final transaction price was US$110 million.
Combining the last 100 million, the total is 2.1 billion.
Jason reached Ding Changsheng's Citibank account.
"Dear Ding, the money has arrived, please check it!" Jason came back after making the phone call and said to Ding Changsheng.
"Haha! I don't think I need to call anymore!" Ding Changsheng picked up the phone and said to Jason with a smile.
Citibank acted quickly. As soon as the money arrived, the key account manager called Ding Changsheng.
"Hello, Mr. Ding, US$210 million has just been credited to your account." The key account manager's voice was gentle and pleasant, with a hint of surprise in his voice.
This was the last time. After Ding Changsheng won the lottery and deposited the money into Citibank, the bank assigned him an exclusive key account manager.
"I know!" Ding Changsheng said calmly.
"Okay Mr. Ding, if you need anything, please call me directly. I will provide you with services 24 hours a day!"
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