The two days that Wald asked for did not come true. When Wald got up in the morning, he saw the news in the newspaper while eating breakfast. The name is very attractive: Yifang! The magician who walks between truth and fiction! The subtitle below is: The Japanese oil painting "Plenty", which was just signed as a fake, was determined by Fang Yi to be Mayville's real artist! Most of the entire first page of the newspaper was filled with this news, and everything was covered from beginning to end. Even Walder felt that Fang Yi was a bit legendary. Judging from the development of the entire incident, this is indeed the case. Even if others want to argue, there is no way to argue. ¡°First I picked it up from Sotheby¡¯s, and then hung the painting in the October showroom in Los Angeles, confidently claiming that what I had in my hands was the original. In the end, even the Japanese themselves claimed that the one in their museum was a fake! Now the Japanese sold the forgery in their hands, but the work was returned to the hands of two Chinese people. At this time, Fang Yi concluded that the imitator of this work was actually another person whose painting price was so awesome that Xiao Mu Merville is a great guy! Judging from the whole story, the reporter of the article said that Fang Yi is a magician. It is not an exaggeration at all. The whole story is like riding a roller coaster, from high to low, one wave after another! And every time Fang Yi's name appears at a key point. It feels as if this person is sure what he says is true and false, and he makes no mistakes. Just by reading this story, even a practitioner like Wald felt that Fang Yi¡¯s identification skills were simply miraculous. However, as the manager of Sofoby, Wald could not read this article with a peaceful mood. Because almost every time God turns a corner. Sofoby's character is either a victim, a miserable gunman, or just like the idiot passerby he was when he was finally confirmed to be Mayville. ??In short, in this touching story. Soofoby is hardly a clown, and he definitely acts like an idiot! If this image is really confirmed, then Wald should get out like Wright! The butt determines the head, whether at home or abroad, to a certain extent this is the truth. Wald is now the manager of Sofoby. His first priority is not to keep his position, but also to consider his responsibilities. How can we preserve or restore Softby's reputation? As a smart man, Wald knew that if he wanted to keep his position, he might lose both his position and his reputation in the end. As long as he can keep Sofoby's reputation. Even if you change a company and start over, such self-sacrifice experience will still be a strong note when written on your resume. After something like this happened, how could Wald still eat? He looked at the newspaper and held his chin and began to think about what he should do. Because there are really not many choices before Wald now. There are almost no chips in hand that can be used to negotiate with that cunning person. As for what the article said was news from Sotheby¡¯s insiders. Walder didn't want to think about it, because there were so many people who knew the news. Counting the ones he knew, there was already a long list, not to mention there were still others who didn't know. And Wald suspected that apart from Christen and Phipps, the person who wanted to leak the news the most was Zou Heming! Why? Because doing so has the most direct interest for them! You can maximize your own benefits from Sofoby! In fact, Wald¡¯s guess was not wrong at all. Zou Heming informed his little gun buddy. But today's news was not issued by one company. There were also two or three newspapers that published this matter. Although it was not as exaggerated as this one, the intention of targeting Sophoby was more obvious. The sources of these two or three news. Walder knew it was Christen and Phipps at a glance! We are all old rivals, so it's trivial to lay some rumors on each other's family. Not only do these two companies do this, Sophoby himself also has secret sources in these two photo studios. Everyone is the eldest brother and not the second brother! Fang Yi also saw the newspaper, and was now sitting at the table with Zhang Xu and Li Lin, eating noodles. Li Lin took over the job of cooking noodles in the morning, saying that he wanted his friends to have a good taste of themselves. craftsmanship. And Li Lin has been busy working on this noodle sauce since last night. "Damn, this is a tough matter!" Fang Yi slurped the noodles while looking at the new nickname given to him in the newspaper. Zhang Xu ate the noodles as if pouring them into his mouth, and then a bowl of noodles slid down his throat and into his stomach. In a short time, he drank two bowls. "Li Lin! Give me another bowl!" Zhang Xu wiped his mouth, then held the bowl towards the big pot in front of Li Lin, waiting for Li Lin to fill it with noodles. Seeing Li Lin take the bowl, Zhang Xu faced??Yi asked: "What are you doing?". "Isn't it about you buying paintings? Now you are famous!" Fang Yi stretched out his hand and clicked on the newspaper and said: "Although your names are written wrong, I am sure that you made tens of millions in the United States. The Chinese are rich with US dollars!¡± In order to attract readers, the article directly hired an appraiser to estimate Mei Weier's works at about 20 million US dollars. If divided into two parts, Zhang Xu and Li Lin would naturally earn 10 million US dollars each. . If the filming of this thing hadn't started yet, the US Internal Revenue Service would have already targeted the two Chinese moneymakers. This is strange even now. In China, many young girls like to find foreigners and marry foreigners. They just think that foreigners are rich. In Europe and now North America, which are the most developed countries, people here think that from mainland China Everyone who comes is rich. Just like when you sell something in China and hire a model, when you sell a house in North America, you hire a "Chinese" to show up from time to time to prove that your house is easy to sell. In short, this mess is like a siege! "Zhang Xu is considered a tycoon in China. If I were a tycoon, I would open my mouth and make a howl word!" Li Lin scooped the noodles with a big spoonful of sauce, covered it with sauce, and handed it to Zhang Xu. Zhang Xu didn¡¯t answer the question. He took the bowl and started to complain to Fang Yi: ¡°Your bowl is too small. You said you need to eat several bowls a day to be half full!¡± Fang Yi smiled after hearing this and said: "My staple food is not rice. Didn't you see that our bowls are small but the plates are big!". Upon hearing Fang Yi's explanation, Zhang Xu couldn't help but laugh and said quickly: "I forgot. Your staple food is meat!" After that, he mixed the sauce in the bowl and praised Li Lin: "Why do you still have this skill? I haven't discovered it before, buddy, okay, you can starve to death for the rest of your life with this skill!" Li Lin heard this and smiled and said: "I worked in restaurants, and I learned this sauce secretly! I also wanted to open a noodle restaurant or something before, but I didn't have the money before, so I don't want to do it now!" "Why? This craft is really good!" Fang Yi asked in confusion. ¡°When I had no money and no other options, I wanted to make money from this craft! But now I don¡¯t want to do it anymore!¡± Li Lin smiled at this. He said with a bit of self-deprecation: "Now that I am sitting in the boss's chair, why do I still want to worry about this job and suffer from this job! I am tired day and night from being a small restaurant guy!". Zhang Xu couldn¡¯t help but nodded after hearing this and said, ¡°Yes!¡± After saying that, he started eating in big mouthfuls. The final result was that the three grown men ate more than four kilograms of noodles. This is just the noodles and not counting the ingredients. After eating, Fang Yi went into the studio, while Zhang Xu and Li Lin went swimming for a while. Zhang Xu, with a big belly and burping, sat on the lounge chair next to the swimming pool and chatted with Li Lin. Li Lin also had a round belly. While taking pictures, he was basking in the sun: "Fang Yi's house is really amazing. It's just like what's shown on TV!" It would be a lie to say that Li Lin is not envious now. Li Lin is not only envious but also makes no secret of it. In some ways, this is much more refreshing than keeping it in your heart and pretending to be calm. Zhang Xu was about to answer when he turned around and saw Xiao Fang Rong looking at the two of them curiously, with confusion in his two dark eyes. "Come to Uncle Zhang!" Zhang Xu waved to Xiao Fang. Little Fang Ru came to Zhang Xu's side curiously, and then stretched out his little hand to touch Zhang Xu's belly. Now Zhang Xu was like the smiling Maitreya in the temple, with the flesh on his belly hanging down to the chair. Girls with slightly flatter chests are not as bold as Zhang Xu. Fang Ruo touched Uncle Zhang's belly and asked, "Uncle, is this my brother or sister?". Li Lin immediately became happy with one sentence: "This kid will have a better sense of humor than me when he grows up!". Fang Yi didn¡¯t see any sense of humor in his son, who was currently video chatting with Zou Heming. "How is it? Is the news I told you good news?" Zou Heming looked at Yi's face on his screen and said with a little pride. As soon as the newspapers in New York came out, Wald, the manager of Sotheby's yesterday, and the headquarters managers of Christie's and Phipps called me in a short time today. The thing they wanted to talk about was signing. Fang Yi serves as a consultant. It's a bit funny to say that Zou Heming has been struggling with this matter for a long time. None of the three major photo studios showed much interest. Now that this matter came out, the three major photo studios immediately felt like they were in trouble. , swarmed towards Zou Heming like a swarm of bees. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As he talked, the topic came up about the auction rights of Fang Yi¡¯s works this year or next year¡¯s works., the matter of perfunctoryly asking the secretary to call him when he was not coming back seemed to have disappeared. Now everyone is thinking the same thing: sit down and talk! Now, whether Fang Yi is a real or fake business is acceptable to the three major auction houses, because if the limelight in the newspapers continues, Fang Yi's reputation will be enough to attract the three major auction houses in less than a month. . Even if Fang Yi doesn't understand, then everyone is equivalent to signing a spokesperson with a public image, so the conditions Zou Heming proposed are not too harsh. It¡¯s not that the three major banks couldn¡¯t see the power of Fang Yi in the past, but with one million US dollars a year and tax coverage, these three major banks really couldn¡¯t arouse much interest. But now the situation is different. They all saw the difference in Fang Yi¡¯s reputation now, but to Zou Heming, he was now a transformed serf singing songs. He used to recommend him to them, but now the initiative has been changed to his own hands. "These guys are worthless! I've advised them more than once before? Just let them sign you, even if it's just to keep you at home! No one is willing, and now they are pounced on with shameless faces. I said I wanted to sign, and I was ready to sit down and discuss the conditions. How could such a good thing happen? Now it¡¯s my buddy¡¯s turn to pick something up! The conditions are no longer suitable, so I want to add one more. !" Zou Heming said proudly. Fang Yi really didn¡¯t have much interest in this matter: ¡°Let¡¯s leave it to you to talk about it. By the way, when will you go to Paris? Will you go directly from China or come back?¡± Fang Yi was talking about everyone going to attend Luan Xiao¡¯s maiden fashion show in Paris. Zou Heming answered directly after hearing this: "I am leaving with a group of people from China. I won't go back to the United States for now. I can forgive these people for a few days on the way. I need to add more details to my report here. What follows? There¡¯s a follow-up to follow!¡± "Okay! You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't bother me too much!" Fang Yi said into the phone. The next thing happened exactly as Zou Heming expected. Not only did the profiteer comrade bring up Fang Yi's identification method, but he also mentioned the leaks that Fang Yi picked up in Paris and China, namely Gregory and Menzel. Things were thrown out, of course, in a specious tone, and all these works were quantified in US dollars. This newspaper said how much, and that magazine said it was wrong and should be more. ????????????????????????????????????????? For people who don¡¯t like to listen to twists and turns of the story, just look at the dollars and see how ten thousand can turn into millions, tens of millions! If you don't like US dollars, just listen to the story about Fang Yi who turned an ordinary person into a millionaire just by stretching out his hand. Anyway, you can always find something that interests the public. In this way, Fang Yi now really trotted towards the four words "famous in the world". It's starting to feel a bit like when Picasso was still alive and all the stars were cheering for him. (To be continued)