Chapter 332: Strange painter

Knowing that this painting was by Han Sheng, Old Man Wen suddenly sighed: "Han Sheng...the last time I saw him, I asked him to make a painting for me to collect. He politely refused me because he had no mood. Unexpectedly, I could still get his painting after several twists and turns, and it was such an amazing painting. I'm afraid it is the best painting he has painted."
Mr. Wen has always had a regret in this life, that is, he has not collected any of Han Sheng's paintings. Han Sheng has always been the person he admires most.
"It was actually painted by Han Sheng, no wonder!"
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Originally, the guests were shocked by who could draw such a picture. After hearing that it was Han Sheng, many people were relieved.
Of course, there are some people who don't know Han Sheng at all, and ask in doubt, "Who is Han Sheng? Is it famous?"
Someone explained: "In the calligraphy and painting circle, Han Sheng's reputation is not small, his paintings have become so expensive, and even calligraphy everyone is rushing to collect them."
"This person is a geek in the world of calligraphy and painting. He himself is in business. Calligraphy and painting have only been a hobby since he was a child, and he hasn't painted a picture in a few years, but once this person starts painting, it must be a rare masterpiece."
"A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to see one of his paintings at an auction. At that time, it sold for 13 million yuan. He is a man who can make a living by selling paintings, but he has to be stubborn in his own business. The strange man who supports the family, because in his opinion, the paintings are not for sale at all! The paintings that are auctioned are all given away by him. Since then, Han Sheng has never given away any landscape paintings easily."
Paintings are not for sale at all.
If painting has a relationship with money, no matter how good a painting is, there will be flaws.
If the painting has a relationship with reputation and rights, no matter how good it is, there will be flaws.
This is the reason why Han Sheng's paintings have such aura.
His heart is full of Akagi!
The soul he paints is pure and flawless.
Some people estimate that this painting can sell for at least 50 or 60 million, and it is not impossible for it to be hundreds of millions. After Han Sheng's death, the value of this painting will rise again several times.
Because when people die, the painting becomes out of print. This is the reason why many artists' works are worthless before death, but their works are invaluable after death.
Now in the entire collecting industry, many people are struggling to collect Han Sheng's paintings. However, Han Sheng's paintings may not be produced in a few years.
Zhang Yifeng was also slightly surprised when he heard the discussion around him. This painting was given to him by the middle-aged bald man with a child on the plane. At that time, Zhang Yifeng asked the other party for five million treatment fees, and the other party paid the money. He also gave him a painting to express his thanks.
Zhang Yifeng didn't expect that the bald middle-aged man would be so famous in the painting and calligraphy circles, and the other party seemed to be very angry, and the paintings worth tens of millions would be given away.
Then Zhang Yifeng understood that the other party was not giving him money, because the painting in the eyes of the other party was just painting, and it had nothing to do with money.
Zhang Yifeng saved his only son, and he gave his favorite work to his son's savior. It was as simple as that, without the slightest idea of ​​money. If a bald middle-aged person would use money to measure his painting, he would not be able to paint such a painting.
"Zhang Yifeng, you... do you know Han Sheng?"
Mr. Wen said to Zhang Yifeng, this was the first time he looked at Zhang Yifeng.
It can be said that Zhang Yifeng's gift is the most precious and valuable gift among all the people on the scene, and it is also the most literate gift.
Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I have seen it once."
Hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, Mr. Wen almost jumped from the ground.
Even the surrounding guests looked incredible. They didn't misheard their ears, did they get Han Sheng's painting after seeing Zhang Yifeng once? This is impossible.
"You bought this painting?" Mr. Wen said again.
"He insisted on giving it to me." Zhang Yifeng's tone was still flat.
"What! The first time I saw the other side, I will give you such a precious painting." The old man was shocked. He looked at Zhang Yifeng in a daze. He suddenly found that he couldn't understand the young man in front of him.
"Okay, since you accepted the painting, then I will sit there. It's still the same sentence. If you want me to sit back later, you must add a request."
Zhang Yifeng waved his hand lightly, and this valuable painting was handed over to the old man of the Wen family.
"Is this really the abandoned grandson of the Wen family? He really has nothing?"
"I also doubt that the shot is so generous, even if the Tianhe Group still exists, it's just like that. Compared with this Zhang Yifeng, the things given by the descendants of the Wen family are simply too much for the table."
The guests talked a lot.
The more they admired Zhang Yifeng, the more uncomfortable Wen Junjie and Wen Junchi and others felt. Their original intention was to let Zhang Yifeng deflate and slap Zhang Yifeng in the face. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yifeng slapped them in the face in the end!
Even Zhang Kexin, who was on the side, stared at her brother with an incredible expression. She found that she couldn't see his brother more and more. How did he do it? How do you feel that the current elder brother is more popular than the former young master?
Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Yifeng walked to the corner table step by step. The old man looked at Zhang Yifeng's back and said that it was not necessary to leave Zhang Yifeng, nor was it not to leave Zhang Yifeng. Hesitated, Zhang Yifeng had already sat down in the corner.
"Everyone, keep eating."
Old man Wen coughed twice before speaking to everyone.
The guests then sat back to their seats and continued to eat.
It's just that most of the tables are talking about Zhang Yifeng at the moment. What is the background of this young man who is not waiting for the writer? Moreover, what did he mean by what he just said? Does Mr. Wen want to call him back to the chief position?
"Brother... Actually, there is nothing wrong with sitting here?"
At this moment, Zhang Kexin's voice came from the corner seat, obviously to resolve the embarrassment.
Because Feng Mei's face on the side wasn't very good-looking, she was actually arranged to sit in the corner, isn't this literary family too cold and arrogant? Of course, she was sitting here thanks to Zhang Yifeng's "fu".
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "For me, it doesn't matter where I sit. I just can't get used to the superior attitude of the literati family. Don't worry, the good show is yet to come."
Zhang Kexin wanted to say something, Wen Junjie and Wen Junchi's untimely voice came.
"Zhang Yifeng, even if you send a Han Sheng's landscape painting, what about it? You still have to sit here. This is the status gap!"
"Didn't you say that you have guests coming? Why, is it only Miss Feng Jia? I am afraid that Miss Feng Jia came because of Miss Meng."
These two people are really not dead until the Yellow River. Don't let Zhang Yifeng be embarrassed, they seem to be endless, as annoying as flies.