Chu Qiao sighed with emotion and said, "Do you know that there is a famous painter abroad named Van Gogh, have you heard of it?"

Mrs. Liu and the three shook their heads in unison. They all had primary school education. If they weren't lucky and caught up with the good times, they should all be still farming in the countryside. Who knows what Van Gogh is?

"Hey, rice cake? Isn't that the painting from Mrs. Sun's family?"

"Yes, Mrs. Sun said that the sunflower in her house was painted by a rice cake. Boss Chu, is this rice cake famous?"

Chu Qiao smiled and nodded, "Very famous, the sunflowers he painted are very expensive."

"The sunflower painting is really good. It's just like the real thing, but it's too expensive. It costs hundreds of thousands."

Chu Qiao deliberately exaggerated: "Impossible!"

"Really, Mrs. Sun said it personally. Boss Sun bought it at the port city for hundreds of thousands of dollars." A woman affirmed, thinking that Chu Qiao didn't believe it was so expensive.

"You can't buy it for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Van Gogh's original sunflowers cost at least 100 million, and they don't sell them at all. They are in museums." Chu Qiao's stomach almost hurts from laughter.

The faces of Mrs. Liu and the three became strange, and they exchanged glances, scolding Mrs. Sun in their stomachs for not being a thing, and actually coaxing them.

"Then Mrs. Sun's sunflowers are fake?" Mrs. Liu asked.

Chu Qiao nodded, "It's 100% fake. I really can't buy it, and I can't afford it. In fact, many genuine Western paintings cannot be bought, and all the fakes in the market are fakes."

"Is that fake expensive?" Mrs. Liu asked.

The other two also looked at Chu Qiao eagerly, wondering if it really cost hundreds of thousands.

Chu Qiao said with a smile: "It depends on who painted it, even fakes are graded. Some people's paintings can be as real as the real ones, and it's definitely not cheap, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands are possible, and some are only a few thousand yuan, such as For some lesser-known students, their paintings are very cheap, they can be bought for a few thousand yuan, and the quality can be guaranteed.”

"Only a few thousand dollars?" Mrs. Liu raised her voice, a little in disbelief.

There is a huge difference between a few thousand dollars and a few hundred thousand dollars.

"Thousands of dollars are not cheap anymore. Let me tell you, there is a huge difference between being famous and not being famous in the painter industry. A famous painter can pay millions for a painting, but those who are not famous may not be able to sell for a few hundred dollars." Chu Qiao explain.

Mrs. Liu and the three of them fought Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts. A few thousand yuan seemed cheap to them, but they didn't say they would buy it, so they had to look again.

"Those paintings won't be recognized, right?" Mrs. Liu asked.

She was afraid that if she hung it at home and was recognized as a fake, she would lose face.

Chu Qiao couldn't help laughing, "Sister, let me tell you that. The Western paintings hanging in the house are basically fakes. Everyone knows it well, what are you afraid of?"

Mrs. Liu also smiled and was relieved that most of them were fakes.

"Xiao Chu, take us to see Mr. Mei's gallery one day. I recently moved to a new house and I'm in short supply." Mrs. Liu said.

"Me too, I just renovated the house and put up a few Western paintings to improve the grade."

Not far behind, the other two women wanted to buy paintings.

Chu Qiao was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "I'm not free recently, so Mr. Mei is also very busy. When I'm free, I will make an appointment with Mr. Mei. Are you in a hurry?"

"Don't worry, take your time, Master, it's normal to be bigger." Mrs. Liu spoke very well.

After the three wives left, Chu Qiao called Mei Jiuming.

"Mr. Mei, you'd better speed up. I've already contacted the customer here. Let me know when you're done."

Mei Jiuming had already set up his easel. He was going to copy a famous Western painting, and he could finish it in a few days. He didn't expect Chu Qiao to move so quickly, which made him both happy and worried.

I am happy that I will soon be able to make money, but I am worried that the paintings I copied will not be able to satisfy customers and sell at high prices.

"I don't know what specific requirements the client has for the painting?" Mei Jiuming wanted to ask more clearly.

"Being famous, the more famous the better, they don't understand, they only see if they look good or not. Of course, the level of painting can't be too bad. After all, they have status, and the things in the house can't be too cheap. Mr. Mei understands what I mean. ?"

Chu Qiao actually didn't understand this, for fear that Mei Jiuming wouldn't understand.

Mei Jiuming's light laughter came from the microphone, "I understand, I can bring them here in half a month, and I will arrange it properly."

"Okay, the price can't be set too low, from tens of thousands to several thousand yuan."

"Okay."

Mei Jiuming replied and smiled again. He didn't want to sell it too cheap. Although his students were not famous, they were all talented and learned. He didn't bother to sell them for hundreds of dollars. .

A few thousand yuan is still possible, but I don't know how much commission Chu Qiao will draw.

"Miss Chu, there is something I want to ask first, how much commission are you going to take?"

Mei Jiuming asked directly, it is better to be a villain first and then a gentleman, so as to avoid confusion and conflicts in the future. He has suffered losses in this area before, and he has had a standoff with his friends for many years, and now he has not reconciled. , I guess it will be difficult to get better in this life.

"I have two options, Mr. Mei choose, the first option, I invest in Mr. Mei's gallery, which can solve your urgent needs, and will continue to introduce clients in the future, but I will account for 51% of the gallery. equity.”

Chu Qiao is more inclined to the first plan. Although she cherishes talents, she will not be a good person for no reason, even if Mei Jiuming is a great painter in the future.

The gallery must be making money, and the profit is very high. Chu Qiao mainly helps Mei Jiuming to make a good relationship to make money.

"Miss Chu, isn't 51 percent too much? The gallery is not mine anymore." Mei Jiuming was dissatisfied. He didn't expect Chu Qiao to be as mean as those capitalists.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted a controlling stake~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The reason why he insisted so hard for so many years was that the gallery could be in his own hands, otherwise why would he have to work so hard?

It's not that no one invests in his gallery, it's the boss who invests more.

Chu Qiao smiled, "Of course the gallery is still owned by Mr. Mei, but Mr. Mei has persisted for so many years and should have a clear self-knowledge. You are good at painting, but not in business. You see the gallery is about to close down in your hands. already."

There was silence over the microphone for a long time before Mei Jiuming said angrily, "It's just a temporary difficulty, it will definitely get better."

These words are baseless, and even Mei Jiuming has no confidence in himself. If he can't make any more money, he will be kicked out by the landlord next month.

Chu Qiao said rudely: "You can't even deceive yourself, everyone has their own areas of expertise, Mr. Mei, you should shine in your paintings, don't let the smell of copper stain you, doing business like this Leave it to me. The reason why I want 51% of the equity is that I want to control the management. Don't worry, I won't interfere with your painting. You can paint whatever you want, but it's up to you how the gallery operates. Mine, you should be able to accept this, right?"

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