Chapter 380
Mogu is a well-known gallery in the capital, and there are countless audiences who come here for its name.
Especially when I heard that the new work of "Cloud and Wind" will be exhibited this time, some art lovers are very excited.
Tang Yimo was wearing a simple and loose sweater with a pair of slim-fit jeans underneath. Martin boots modified the legs to be straight, thin and long.
Her hair is spread out, and the ends of her hair are slightly bent behind her ears, and her fair neck is looming in it.
Last night, she specially cut air bangs for herself, covering her full and smooth forehead, making her eyes more clear and beautiful, like a bay of clear spring with tenderness.
Taking out the mask that he had taken before leaving, Tang Yimo gave one to Su Qi and put on one himself. In the blink of an eye, he changed from an eye-catching beauty to a delicate girl with beautiful eyes.
"You still have to prepare."
Su Qi wore a hat, but when she entered the room later, she was afraid that the other party would pay attention. After all, the Yimo Group has been in the limelight recently, and it is inevitable that someone will recognize her.
The two squeezed in behind the crowd.
The gallery has been arranged, with various paintings on both sides, arranged in blocks.
Part of it goes straight to the third floor, where the works of 'Cloud and Wind' are exhibited.
There are also quite a few people who are just downstairs, admiring bit by bit.
This is a paradise for art lovers, it is easy to be infected by the atmosphere.
Tang Yimo and Su Qi kept quiet and moved with the crowd, paying full attention to the paintings on the wall, stopping to discuss from time to time, as if they were looking very seriously.
I don't know how long it took, and I went up to the second floor at a normal speed. It can be seen that the quality of the paintings here is obviously better than that on the first floor, and several panels are works by already quite famous painters.
Su Qi couldn't help getting closer, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, can you see what's wrong? Why can't I see anything, and I can't understand these paintings either."
Tang Yimo could hear the genuine puzzlement in her words, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Your little brain doesn't have any artistic cells, so there's no need to embarrass yourself, and watch carefully to see if there are any suspicious people."
"What kind of person is suspicious?"
"For example..." Tang Yimo looked around, and there were already bids for several paintings, similar to the way of taking pictures, the highest bidder wins, and sometimes someone raises the price.
"For example, is there anyone who mixes in the crowd and deliberately raises the price." She finished speaking.
Doing an auction is also a test of people's psychology. If you catch this loophole and incite people's emotions, you may end up auctioning the painting at a price you can't accept.
The more money the paintings sell, the higher the income of the gallery.
Su Qi nodded, and for the rest of the time, she observed as she said, not looking at the paintings, but remembering the faces of those auctioneers.
Not long after, there was a sudden movement at the stairway, and the surroundings became a little bustling, as if some important person had come.
Tang Yimo and Su Qi looked over, and saw several bodyguards walking up from the first floor, surrounded by a hale and hearty old man with gray hair.
The old man was about 70 years old, but his legs and feet were still active, and he went up the stairs at a normal speed. People around saw his face and talked a lot.
"It's really Old Ge!"
"Mo Gu really has a lot of face, even the chairman of the Beijing Painting Association can be invited here."
"Hey, you forgot, today there is a work of 'Cloud and Wind'. I heard that Ge Lao has always admired him and wants to accept him as a closed disciple."
Amidst the discussion, Tang Yimo saw the old man's face, and his face turned pale behind the mask.
(End of this chapter)
Mogu is a well-known gallery in the capital, and there are countless audiences who come here for its name.
Especially when I heard that the new work of "Cloud and Wind" will be exhibited this time, some art lovers are very excited.
Tang Yimo was wearing a simple and loose sweater with a pair of slim-fit jeans underneath. Martin boots modified the legs to be straight, thin and long.
Her hair is spread out, and the ends of her hair are slightly bent behind her ears, and her fair neck is looming in it.
Last night, she specially cut air bangs for herself, covering her full and smooth forehead, making her eyes more clear and beautiful, like a bay of clear spring with tenderness.
Taking out the mask that he had taken before leaving, Tang Yimo gave one to Su Qi and put on one himself. In the blink of an eye, he changed from an eye-catching beauty to a delicate girl with beautiful eyes.
"You still have to prepare."
Su Qi wore a hat, but when she entered the room later, she was afraid that the other party would pay attention. After all, the Yimo Group has been in the limelight recently, and it is inevitable that someone will recognize her.
The two squeezed in behind the crowd.
The gallery has been arranged, with various paintings on both sides, arranged in blocks.
Part of it goes straight to the third floor, where the works of 'Cloud and Wind' are exhibited.
There are also quite a few people who are just downstairs, admiring bit by bit.
This is a paradise for art lovers, it is easy to be infected by the atmosphere.
Tang Yimo and Su Qi kept quiet and moved with the crowd, paying full attention to the paintings on the wall, stopping to discuss from time to time, as if they were looking very seriously.
I don't know how long it took, and I went up to the second floor at a normal speed. It can be seen that the quality of the paintings here is obviously better than that on the first floor, and several panels are works by already quite famous painters.
Su Qi couldn't help getting closer, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, can you see what's wrong? Why can't I see anything, and I can't understand these paintings either."
Tang Yimo could hear the genuine puzzlement in her words, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Your little brain doesn't have any artistic cells, so there's no need to embarrass yourself, and watch carefully to see if there are any suspicious people."
"What kind of person is suspicious?"
"For example..." Tang Yimo looked around, and there were already bids for several paintings, similar to the way of taking pictures, the highest bidder wins, and sometimes someone raises the price.
"For example, is there anyone who mixes in the crowd and deliberately raises the price." She finished speaking.
Doing an auction is also a test of people's psychology. If you catch this loophole and incite people's emotions, you may end up auctioning the painting at a price you can't accept.
The more money the paintings sell, the higher the income of the gallery.
Su Qi nodded, and for the rest of the time, she observed as she said, not looking at the paintings, but remembering the faces of those auctioneers.
Not long after, there was a sudden movement at the stairway, and the surroundings became a little bustling, as if some important person had come.
Tang Yimo and Su Qi looked over, and saw several bodyguards walking up from the first floor, surrounded by a hale and hearty old man with gray hair.
The old man was about 70 years old, but his legs and feet were still active, and he went up the stairs at a normal speed. People around saw his face and talked a lot.
"It's really Old Ge!"
"Mo Gu really has a lot of face, even the chairman of the Beijing Painting Association can be invited here."
"Hey, you forgot, today there is a work of 'Cloud and Wind'. I heard that Ge Lao has always admired him and wants to accept him as a closed disciple."
Amidst the discussion, Tang Yimo saw the old man's face, and his face turned pale behind the mask.
(End of this chapter)
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