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Chapter 440: Buy Buy Buy (Part )
suffered.

To suffer.

The moment his eyes met Zhao Youzhen's, Han Yi's heart suddenly twitched twice.

I have to admit that part of the reason is indeed because... at this moment, Yuzhen looks so good that it's a bit unfair.

Taking off the women's business suit that she had specially prepared for work, which was so formal and conservative that even her ankles could not be seen, and changing into a sports vest and yoga pants with extremely slim cut and tightly fitting fabric, Zhao Youzhen showed off her divine figure that was in line with both the Eastern and Western aesthetic systems.

Unlike Madison Beal's wineglass legs, which are wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with plump thighs and slender calves, and whose curves show exquisiteness and natural and soft lines, Yujin's long legs, which are almost one meter long, are supermodel-level works of art that are carefully sculpted through hard training. They are symmetrical and flawless at rest, but as soon as they move, clear and healthy lines will appear along the skin texture, adding a bit of explosive and oppressive power beauty.

Yuzhen, who can look at Han Yi at eye level, is naturally not as petite and slender as Xu Yiru, and her waist is not as slender and slender as that of the girl from Taiwan. But the fatal beauty of her X-shaped waist is perfectly reflected in this contrast.

What is an X-waist?

The shoulder width is approximately equal to the hip width, and the waist circumference is much smaller than both. The two stunning curves meet in the middle, and are obviously narrowed like an hourglass, which is called an X-shaped waist.

Coupled with the vest line honed by long-term high-intensity fitness, and the abdominal muscles that are firm and distinct even when relaxed, but not too stiff and rigid. Even Candice Swanepoel, who is famous for her waist, is no better than this.

If you continue to look up...

Let's put it this way, Barbara Palvin is a recognized plus-size model with a plump figure in the fashion circle. In her first year of cooperation with Sports Illustrated, she won the honor of Best Newcomer. The beautiful body outlined by her swimsuit style and bikini attracted countless people to flock to her, and they regarded her as an Aphrodite-like goddess.

However, to be fair, Barbara's stunning beauty needs to be matched with her elf-like enchanting face to fully exert its effect. In terms of figure alone, she can only be evaluated in four words in front of Zhao Youzhen.

It pales in comparison.

This kind of demon who brings disaster to the country and the people, you tell me... was once a fat girl bullied at school?

What an international joke.

This thought that popped up in his mind followed Han Yi's line of sight, swirling around Zhao Youzhen's cold jade-like clavicle, her waistline shining with transparent light spots, and her delicate and tempting lips, like a vortex, gradually deepening and gradually concentrating on...

"Han Yi..."

Noticing the man she loves's infatuated and almost dull gaze, Yuzhen subconsciously dropped her left arm to block it in front of her body, and her right hand went around her chest and rested on her shoulder, using this posture as if she was massaging herself to block the bottomless ravine.

Her movements were shrinking, but the joy that was already faintly visible on her face was spreading out wantonly.

With her lips slightly parted, Youzhen playfully said a sentence in Chinese in a tone that was almost like a whisper. Her voice was hoarse and low, yet sweet and moving, like a hawthorn fruit that fell into syrup and was picked up again, evoking a myriad of lingering affections.

"If you look any further, your eyes will fall in."

"That...I..."

Han Yi came back to his senses and awkwardly clenched the armrest with his right hand. He wanted to explain something, but couldn't find any excuse.

Being mesmerized by a set of fitness clothes... is there any better way to explain it?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

It can be seen that Yuzhen is in a very good mood now. Interjections that she rarely uses pop up one after another.

"Maddie can't run anymore, so she's sitting on the slope of Errol Road to rest. She should be back soon. I'll make her some, um... power shake, and she can drink it when she comes back."

After explaining to Han Yi, Zhao Youzhen turned his gaze to Jordan, smiled and nodded in greeting.

"Good afternoon, Jordan."

"Good afternoon, Yujin."

Jordan forced a smile, then quickly buried his head in his coffee cup and said no more.

He makes a living by reading people's minds and human nature, so how could he not see through the ambiguity and tug-of-war between Han Yi and Zhao Youzhen, which seemed to be trying hard to control but was actually so thick that it was solidified in the air and could not be dissolved at all.

When the client is having sex, try every possible way to leave the scene. If you really can't escape, then minimize your presence and act invisible.

"Will you stay for dinner?" Yuzhen, who was not good at speaking, thought quickly and managed to come up with this sentence, which she thought was what a hostess should say.

"Probably not." Jordan tried his best to keep his eyes fixed on Han Yi's face. "I'll go back after we finish talking about things. I have other plans for dinner... But thanks for the invitation."

"Okay." Zhao Youzhen raised her eyelids, trying to play the role of a gentle lady. "Then I'll go to the kitchen. You guys chat first. If you need anything, call me anytime... More coffee?"

"No, no." Jordan quickly put down the porcelain cup and waved his hand, "If you drink any more, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

"OK. Sorry to bother you, please continue."

Zhao Youzhen leaned forward, making her fitness outfit look as elegant as an evening gown. Her eyes, now as lively as spring water, lingered on Han Yi's nose for two or three seconds. Then her fingertips brushed the marble surface of the salon bar, and she walked into the kitchen separated by a wall with brisk steps that did not show any sign of fatigue.

Before her figure disappeared, Han Yi clearly heard a pleasant melody.

I couldn’t tell which song it was, but it must be Yuzhen humming softly.

Yu-jin is here, humming a song.

It's really over now.

Han Yi closed his eyes helplessly and gave himself a big slap in his heart.

Yuzhen misunderstood his answer just now.

A particularly serious misunderstanding.

And this is another reason why Han Yi's heart suddenly beat when he saw Yu Zhen's rippling peach blossom eyes.

"The Metropolitan Museum of Art is a special place for me. I don't need to make money from this institution itself. All I need is the unique experience it provides."

In this sentence, Yuzhen obviously regarded the "unique experience" as the museum trip they encountered in New York.

But what Han Yi was referring to was actually the Metropolitan Museum of Art's annual charity dinner - the Met Gala.

The Met Gala, formally known as the Costume Institute Gala, is an annual museum fundraising event that uses high fashion as a vehicle to raise funds for the operation and development of the Costume Institute of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan.

The predecessor of the Costume Institute was the Costume Museum, an independent entity. Founded in 1937, it was led by Irene Lewisohn, founder of the Neighborhood Theater. In 1946, with financial support from the booming New York fashion industry after the war, the Costume Museum was merged into the Metropolitan Museum of Art and became the Costume Institute under it.

Two years later, in order to raise funds for the further development of the Costume Institute, Eleanor Lambert, the initiator of New York Fashion Week and the godmother-level figure who laid the commercial foundation for the modern fashion industry, organized a charity dinner before the Costume Institute's annual exhibition. Tickets were $50 per person. This was the prototype of the Met Gala.

In the first two or three decades of its existence, the Met Gala was just one of the countless charity dinners hosted by various New York institutions. The influence of the early Met Gala was limited to New York City, and most of the attendees were from the upper east side or fashion professionals on Madison Avenue. From 1948 to 1971, the Met Gala charity dinner was held at no fixed venue: the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, Central Park, and the Rainbow Room at Rockefeller Center. It would go wherever there was a schedule.

It was in 1971 that this languishing fundraising event finally saw a turnaround. At the time, the previous fashion industry mogul, Diana Vreeland, had just been fired by Vogue because she did not know how to save money for the magazine and the cost of shooting the inside pages of each issue was too extravagant and expensive. The Metropolitan Museum of Art offered an olive branch at the right time and hired the frustrated Diana as a consultant to the Costume Institute. The latter used this opportunity to turn her resentment into motivation and began to transform the Met Gala into a glamorous and world-renowned fashion event.

Although New York's local upper class is still the main fundraising target for the Costume Institute, the invitation list drawn up by Diana Vreeland has changed dramatically. She knows that in an era where everything is accelerating towards commercialization and entertainment, the Met Gala must keep pace with the times, attract public attention, and enhance its exposure and commercial value in order to better accomplish the task of fundraising. After all, few wealthy people in the upper class like to give silently without asking for anything in return, at least those who come to fashion dinners and donate to fashion research and fashion exhibitions are not of this character.

So Diana Vreeland began to use her influence to invite Hollywood celebrities and art world bigwigs to the dinner. Attendees such as Elizabeth Taylor, Andy Warhol, Bianca Jagger, Diana Ross, Elton John, Liza Minnelli, Madonna, Barbra Streisand and Cher mingled with the city's elite, making the Met Gala an annual event worthy of long-running follow-up coverage by the mainstream media.

In addition, in order to increase the fun and participation of the dinner, Diana also set a unique theme for each year's dinner. Guests were encouraged to carefully select fashions that matched the theme of the annual exhibition, usually high-end custom-made fashions. Of course, this requirement is not mandatory, after all, the old-school wealthy people in the Upper East Side would not show up in public wearing those exaggerated clothes. However, this gimmick is very consistent with the public relations and publicity needs of Hollywood stars.

With a million-dollar expensive dress and an impeccable face, she stood out from the crowd of competitors and was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the crowd.

Is there anything else that can increase the popularity and discussion of celebrities better than this scene?

Thus, starting with the "Balenciaga World" in 1973, the newly born Met Gala did not experience any impatience and became a top social event that attracted the entire Hollywood and made everyone try every means to squeeze into the guest list. In 1995, after Vogue editor-in-chief and current female devil Anna Wintour took over the organization of the dinner, the Met Gala became the annual dinner with the highest commercial value and the highest fundraising amount on the planet.

In 2013, $900 million was raised, in 2014, $1200 million was raised, and last year's China Night further pushed the record to $1250 million. And these are just the charitable funds that flowed into the Costume Institute's account on paper.

Around the Met Gala, Hollywood, the media and the fashion industry have worked closely together to establish a complete industrial chain.

Not to mention, last year alone, within 48 hours after the dinner ended, the Met Gala obtained more than 8 promotional display slots on the global network, with a media influence value exceeding US$ million.

In other words, a dinner party can bring hundreds of millions of dollars worth of exposure to participating fashion brands and celebrities just through online promotion.

You know, the media influence of the Oscars, the most prestigious award ceremony in Hollywood, is only worth $4.5 million this year.

Han Yi wants to reach a cooperation with the Metropolitan Museum of Art and put this famous painting of Klimt in 1000 Fifth Avenue for this "unique experience". Using the influence of "the most expensive painting in 2016", Han Yi wants to get a seat on the board of directors of the Metropolitan Museum of Art and become one of the board members responsible for managing and supervising the operation of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It would be best if he could join the fundraising committee or external event committee within the board of directors and participate in the organization of the Met Gala in this way.

Han Yi doesn't care what theme is set each year, is not interested in the composition of sponsors, and does not want to change the status quo of suppliers in various sections of the dinner. In other words, Han Yi's entry will not affect Anna Wintour's long-term and stable interests in the Met Gala project. All he wants is a title of co-organizer standing beside Anna Wintour and a few empty seats on the invitation list that he can freely allocate.

The former can let competitors, potential competitors, partners and potential partners see his influence, letting them know that this seemingly new player has already stood in the core circle of the North American entertainment industry and media industry, and is drinking and chatting with the most prominent bigwigs in the heart of Manhattan. The latter can bring more practical attraction to Han Yi.

Just imagine that a music group can reserve spots for its contracted artists to attend the Met Gala charity dinner every year. Regardless of their status or popularity, there will always be an event that can elevate them to the same level as Hollywood's top stars, allowing the world to recognize and become familiar with these names.

The chips he casually throws behind the scenes are the holy grail that has eluded many people in front of the stage throughout their entire careers.
With the secret support of these resources, how many powerful new reinforcements can Dr. Dre, who is about to be officially announced as the CEO of Han Music Group, bring to Han Yi?

Lending "Portrait of Mrs. Adele Bloch-Bauer No. 2" to MoMA or the Guggenheim would only bring the other party's insignificant gratitude and a chance to have a meal at the table. What to eat and what dishes to order would still depend on him to arrange with great effort.

But if it was loaned to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, this sumptuous steak would be right in front of him, still steaming, waiting for him to cut and eat it.

You can tell at a glance which is more important and which is better.

In addition, Han Yi originally wanted to arrange his investment manager Antoine Gachet to serve as a director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Antoine was a confidant of his family office and had always worked diligently, handling every transaction perfectly. Not only that, his expertise in art collection and his experience as the president of the Rothschild Heritage Group would also help him integrate well into the board of directors of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and other members would be very receptive to this identity.

More importantly, the French name Antoine Gachet would never make people think of Han Yi. Only those who really have interests or disputes with Han Yi and are determined to get to the bottom of it can follow the clues from him and find the clues that Han Capital is behind it.

This meets Han Yi's needs.

He is far away from the public eye, but at the same time, people in a small circle will feel deafened when they hear his name.

This is what Han Yi said, "a perfect person who will not attract attention but is always by my side, paying attention to me, understanding me, and able to speak for me."

But now it is obvious that Zhao Youzhen mistakenly thought that the perfect candidate mentioned by Han Yi was her.

How to explain this misunderstanding?

Did I go out of my way to tell Yoo Jin: Sorry, the person I mentioned was actually Antoine, not you?
The other party didn't express it verbally, and handling it rashly will only cause greater misunderstanding and trouble.

Does Youzhen really covet that seat on the board of directors of the Metropolitan Museum of Art?

Obviously not.

The fundamental reason why she was so happy and excited was that she felt that Han Yi wanted to loan this Klimt painting to the Metropolitan Museum of Art for exhibition for her.

That night, Zhao Youzhen stood in front of Times Square and used the most classic line from "The Book of Mormon" to encourage Han Yi, who wanted to enter the music industry.

Tomorrow is a latter day.

Tomorrow will be a better future.

In Yuzhen's heart, Han Yi might want to show her in this way that they have arrived at tomorrow. And tomorrow is indeed a better future.

A future opened by her.

A future that includes her.

Isn't this the tune she was humming just now?
Han Yi suddenly realized.

The song that Zhao Youzhen was humming before she walked into the kitchen was "Tomorrow Is a Latter Day", the closing song from "The Book of Mormon".

We will accompany you all the way.
Together we create a better tomorrow.

Hanna
The Americans have already developed drugs to treat AIDS.
But they are waiting for a better tomorrow...

I believe,
Tomorrow will be a better day,
A day full of joy and all the important things.

tomorrow,

That’s the better and more exciting day after!

Although he couldn't actually hear any singing, Han Yi had a clear picture in his mind - Yuzhen stood in front of the counter, stirring the cup with a silver spoon, preparing a fitness smoothie for Madison. She was humming a brisk melody, her ponytail tied high in the air drew a charming arc to the rhythm, and swaying with it...

Okay, no more thinking about it.

Who can bear to destroy such a beautiful picture?

Are we really going to let Zhao Youzhen become the director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art?

It's not impossible... Then let Antoine accompany her. There shouldn't be any problem. It's just an empty seat, it doesn't matter who sits there.

But wouldn't this be too much of a burden on her shoulders?
Heavy academic workload, busy management job, and now additional board responsibilities?
She wasn't getting enough sleep to begin with.

"Let's not talk about anything else."

Han Yi shook his head, throwing away thoughts about the future from his mind.

"Has the Met approached us?"

"Yes," Jordan replied firmly, "and they take it very seriously. Their CEO Thomas Patrick Campbell also came to visit us in person at the Carlyle Hotel. In addition, Lulu C. Wang also called and hoped that you would consider lending the painting to the Met."

"Lulu-C-Wang?" Hearing the familiar surname, Han Yi asked curiously, "Who is that?"

"She is the vice chairman of the board of directors of the Metropolitan Museum of Art. She founded Tupelo Capital Management, a company with a multi-billion dollar asset management scale. Her husband is the brother of Charles Wang, the founder of CA Technologies, and was also the chairman of the board and CEO of CA Technologies in the 1990s." Jordan Bromley's research was very detailed. "She is one of the richest and most powerful Chinese families in New York. I think the reason why they asked Ms. Wang to make this call is because they know your Chinese identity and may hope to impress you through this relationship."

"I see." Han Yi nodded thoughtfully. "Let's move forward and ask the Metropolitan to send us a detailed quotation for their lease agreement, and then we will respond with our request."

"Ok."

Jordan buried his head in his notebook and recorded a time point.

"We are trying to finalize the lease agreement with the Metropolitan Museum of Art before the end of this year. Do you think this plan is feasible? We have paid a 10% deposit for this Klimt painting. Antoine is currently sending the rest of the money back from Europe. We expect to officially complete the transaction in early December."

"no problem."

In other words, the cashback reward will be credited to your account in early December.

"After the transaction is completed, during the period before the lease agreement is reached, should we ship the painting back here and put it in your New York apartment, or... pay Sotheby's a storage fee and let them keep it for you first?"

"Let's just put it at Sotheby's." Han Yi said without much hesitation, "Whether it's shipped back to Los Angeles or placed at One57, we have to hire additional security and buy insurance. It's too troublesome."

"Okay, I'll call Sotheby's later and get a short-term storage agreement for you to sign."

Jordan continued writing furiously.

"Then... there is nothing else on Klimt's side that you need to know or decide."

"Let's move on to the next topic."

“The next topic… makes people feel more excited about the future, but it is undoubtedly a greater mental burden. Oh, my God, I don’t know how you can push so many projects at the same time, Yi.”

While muttering this, Jordan sorted the next pile of documents into categories and placed them in front of Han Yi one by one.

"Banyan Tree..."

"Rixus..."

"AmericInn..."

"Mara took him..."

"W West Hollywood..."

"Jefferson at Hollywood Apartment..."

"Carlyle Group's Supreme investment case..."

“Kate Spade acquisition…”

“The Jimmy Choo acquisition…”

"Which one should we look at first?"

(End of this chapter)