Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

After listening to Wang Zhen’s story, Jiang Zhe fell into deep thought.

He had high expectations and aspirations for his first solo exhibition, but after hearing the reality, his good mood was inevitably affected.

The office became very quiet and the only sound was the ticking of the clock.

Wang Zhen waited for a while and broke the silence. "I told you this to let you know the actual problems we are facing. Don't get too hung up on it, and don't feel embarrassed because of the competition. We will do what we should do, and leave the rest to the market.

It’s great that your first solo exhibition was successfully completed.”

Jiang Zhe nodded and said, "I understand. There's no point in guessing here. Let's go to New York and see the actual situation before making plans."

Although his good mood was affected, Jiang Zhe would not back down because of this difficulty.

With more experiences, he gradually became more capable of handling things. No matter if someone was against him or what difficulties he encountered in this exhibition, he had to do it anyway, so he should do it happily. If he lost his composure, he would only make mistakes.

"Okay, it's good that you have this attitude. I have prepared some gifts for you. What else do you need?"

Jiang Zhe took a gift list from Wang Zhen and considered it carefully.

Wang Zhen was very thoughtful and he knew clearly who to give the gift to and what kind of gift it should be.

"No problem, I'll pay right away."

"Let's not make such a clear distinction between us." Wang Zhen said.

Jiang Zhe: "You have to distinguish between public and private matters."

"We're leaving tomorrow afternoon, and we still have some time. What are you going to do?"

"rest."

Plans can't keep up with changes. From that night to the next day, Jiang Zhe received calls from Sister Liao, President Ning, and Teacher Luan.

Several friends I met in the capital also came to visit.

There is not much real rest time.

The next afternoon, Wang Zhen and Jiang Zhe boarded a plane to New York.

More than ten hours later, the flight arrived at New York's Kennedy Airport.

They arrived in the morning. When the plane landed, Wang Zhen and Jiang Zhe looked out the window.

New York, cloudy day.

Wang Zhen retracted his gaze, looked at Jiang Zhe, and said, "New York often has this kind of weather at this time of year. Maybe it will be better on the day of the exhibition."

But she was muttering in her heart that bad weather was bad news for the art exhibition.

If the weather is inconvenient for travel, many visitors may cancel their visit plans.

They walked out of the airport and met a business manager sent by Christie's.

This business manager is only in his twenties, very young.

Both sides greeted each other.

The business manager took them to the hotel first.

On the way, he told Jiang Zhe and the others that the exhibition was ready and would be held in Christie's own exhibition hall.

"The early publicity was very successful. Many customers promised to come and visit. Some customers who have bought your works said they would also come to support you. Including Mr. Miller."

What the business manager meant was that we have made all the preparations, so you can rest assured.

Wang Zhen has been working hard on speaking foreign languages ​​recently, and he is obviously more fluent when communicating than before.

Jiang Zhe occasionally participated in the conversation.

Wang Zhen was very polite and expressed his gratitude to the other party again and again.

After arriving at the hotel, the two put down their luggage, quickly washed up, and went to the exhibition hall with Christie's business manager.

Pete heard the news and came out to greet them.

After a brief greeting, he led the two to Christie's exhibition hall.

Christie's has several showrooms.

He told Jiang Zhe and the others that previews of two auctions were taking place.

"There is an auction going on, and there are some antiques and collectibles from your country. If you are interested, you can take a look."

Jiang Zhe listened to the introduction and took a look at the exhibition hall, which was full of visitors.

Opposite this exhibition hall is the exhibition hall where his personal works are held. As soon as you enter the exhibition hall, you can see the introduction board with bilingual introductions in Chinese and English.

Various decorations have been arranged. The whole exhibition hall has a simple and elegant style and soft lighting.

There were several people visiting the guest exhibition hall.

Jiang Zhe felt strange. How come there were people visiting when the exhibition hadn't even started yet?
Peter explained that these were some old customers who came to see the auction preview. They had heard the auction company's promotion and came to take a look.

Jiang Zhe inspected the layout of the exhibition.

Although the exhibition hall is not big, it is more than enough to display my works.

Elements such as the route, space arrangement, and lighting are very reasonable, allowing visitors to view the paintings very calmly.

Jiang Zhe also noticed that the exhibition was very carefully arranged. Works of different styles and contents were arranged in a certain order, intentionally guiding the audience to continue their visit.

Christie's specifically requested that the draft that Jiang Zhe sent be placed together with the final draft to show people the creation process of the work.

Customers who come to visit in advance will greet Pete warmly when they see him.

Pete also introduced Jiang Zhe to them.

These people were very polite when they met the authors of these works.

After the inspection, Jiang Zhe planned to have lunch with Pete and some acquaintances from Christie's.

Pete declined.

"We still have a lot to do today. Once the exhibition opens, we can relax."

Jiang Zhe didn't force it.

He and Wang Zhen walked out of Christie's auction house.

"Jiang Zhe, there is still some time, what are your plans?"

Jiang Zhe thought for a moment and said, "I have just heard about several influential galleries and I want to go and have a look."

"What do you mean? What are you going to do?" Wang Zhen asked.
Jiang Zhe explained: "Since there are so many art exhibitions being held, I will go to learn from them and also show my support to my peers."

"You won't do anything rash, will you?" Wang Zhen was worried.

Jiang Zhe said, "How could that be? Since we have to compete, we should compete openly. No matter if we win or lose, we can't let others look down on us."

Wang Zhen was originally a little tired and planned to go back to rest, but after hearing what Jiang Zhe said, he chose to go with him.

"Which gallery should we go to first?"

"The biggest one."

The two took a taxi and started visiting famous galleries in New York.

No matter what works are displayed in the gallery, Jiang Zhe will visit them carefully.

Some gallery owners came out to greet Jiang Zhe and Wang Zhen after they spotted them, but some didn't care about them at all and just thought they were just people hanging around.

I visited several galleries in a row.

While riding in a taxi, Jiang Zhe expressed his feelings to Wang Zhen.

"New York is indeed a big city. There are so many galleries and many art exhibitions are going on almost every day."

Wang Zhen also said: "I am also observing. Some galleries display the works of their own contracted painters as a routine job, and some galleries are holding personal exhibitions.

I thought too simply before and overestimated myself. Maybe they didn’t care about us at all.”

Jiang Zhe said: "Maybe they are targeting the auction house."

"What did you see?" Wang Zhen asked.

Jiang Zhe said: "It's just a guess, we need to observe further." The information he was talking about was not a guess, but a prompt from the system.

After leaving Christie's, he received new tips, so he decided to visit several galleries.

"More visits? Which one are we going to next?"

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "Let's go to Jack's gallery."

Wang Zhen immediately thought of the fat image.

(End of this chapter)