Chapter 601: Released From Prison Again

Ma Du has been doing well in recent years. His business is good, his articles are good, and his editing work has not been delayed. In the end, he even took the position of deputy editor-in-chief. However, because his business is good and he likes antiques more, he was a little bit out of tune when he was working. In the early 1990s, he simply quit his job and went back to his old way.

While collecting things, he began to write books about collections. From time to time, he would go to the Palace Museum with Lao Guantou and Polan Hou. There were experts there, and he got along very well.

Later, he collected too many things and had no place to put them. He remembered what he said when they were drinking together, that he wanted to build a private collection. This is not an easy thing. Han Chunming was the first to mention it. He has even been involved in the real estate industry in Beijing. He has already done several projects, but he still doesn't have his own private collection. The things are just like Wang Yan, all scattered in several houses, and then he spends money to hire people to look after them.

Because buying land must have a purpose, saying that buying land to build a private collection, such a large area, can it be approved? Moreover, the museum needs to be open to the public for a fee. How can ordinary people go through this procedure? Even Ma Du had to go back and forth countless times, communicate with various departments, and count some assistants of the director of the Palace Museum. After several years, this is what we have today's "Guanfu Classical Art Museum", which is also the first private museum in China.

This time is almost one year earlier than in reality. This is because Wang Yan's arrival affected Ma Du's original development trajectory, allowing him to make more money and make more connections. The main reason why there is such an advantage, but it is still only advanced for such a short time, is that the earlier the time, the more difficult it is to accomplish such an unprecedented thing.

To a certain extent, Ma Du is a pioneer. The first private museum in China to open, to a certain extent, is also a historical name...

The entire exhibition hall covers an area of ​​more than ten acres, covering an area of ​​about 7,000 square meters. The building is also an antique flying eaves and green tiles, and the interior is modern with glass enclosures, so people can only look but not touch. There are four exhibition areas, including calligraphy and painting, porcelain, furniture, and other miscellaneous items, or other things with less collection.

Wang Yan is of course interested in calligraphy and painting. He doesn't feel much about the rest of the things. In fact, although his tea set and wine cups are from the Ming Dynasty, and the inkstone used for writing large characters is Su Dongpo's, these things are actually useless because they can all be replaced. It is time and former celebrities who have given them a precious value.

It's not that he can't buy tea sets and wine cups. As for inkstones, he can get a glass ashtray. There is no difference between using those priceless antiques and buying ordinary broken things. He uses them because he has them. If he doesn't have them, he won't use them and won't pursue them.

Calligraphy and painting are different because he likes them...

Ma Du has many friends, spanning several fields, including culture, film and television, and military and political circles. Today is his life event, so naturally he invites friends to come and support him. He didn't treat guests, and people didn't give gifts. Even the flower baskets at the door stretched out for hundreds of meters, and the cars outside were parked densely. You can imagine how many people came. Not only that, several newspapers even sent reporters to take pictures and interview, which was quite a big deal.

Amid the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Wang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the framed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, feeling the charm of them. At this moment, a voice sounded in his ears: "Hey, Prince, you came by yourself?"

"Then why did you bring eight bodyguards?"

Wang Shuo laughed and glanced at the calligraphy that Wang Yan had just bent down to look at: "If you ask me, your calligraphy is much better than these. Brother Ma should hang your calligraphy on the wall."

"You are so right, it's Xiao Ma who doesn't know the goods." Wang Yan laughed with him.

Wang Shuo's development trajectory is probably the same as Ma Du's. It has changed, but it hasn't changed. It was destined when he started to get involved in the film and television industry.

Because the style of his works has changed a little. It doesn't cater to tradition, but it doesn't have the strong anti-authority and personality of the original history. He still criticizes other cultural celebrities, but the criticism is much lighter. There is no way. When a person is famous, there are always people who want to step on him to become famous.

The reason for this is more because he has been an editor for several years. This is a key position. He can't target others too much based on personal likes and dislikes. Over time, his temper has become much calmer. Compared with the original trajectory, although he is still controversial, his situation is much better. He probably won't run to America to avoid the limelight as before.

He also established the Haima Film and Television Creation Center as usual, recruited a group of great writers who were very powerful in the future, and produced well-known works such as "Stories from the Editorial Department" and "Desire" that are well-known and have explosive word-of-mouth. However, they broke up within two years, and then played with Feng Kuazi, a younger brother.

Of course, he met Xu Cainv, and the family relationship was already a little unharmonious. Wang Yan ignored this kind of thing, because he really had no say...

Glancing at the humble boy with unusual appearance and buck teeth following behind Wang Shuo, Wang Yan smiled and said, "I've seen a lot of articles criticizing you recently. Your situation is not very good."

"Let them criticize me. I have received less scolding in recent years. I am a villain who is full of privacy calculations, but he is better than a spiritual leader who waves the flag. You keep watching. I will find time in two days to scold them."

Wang Shuo didn't take it seriously at all, as if those people were just a bunch of rabble who couldn't resist his casual attack, and they had a certain flying style.

"Have you been filming a movie recently?"

"My previous book Love Again, I changed it and asked him to shoot it." Wang Shuo patted Feng's pants behind him, who was bending and nodding.

Wang Yan smiled back. Feng Pengtong knew him. This was a normal thing. After all, anyone who had an awesome friend would show it off. What's more, Wang Shuo's character was quite unruly and flamboyant. It's not a small thing, otherwise I get scolded all the time, mainly because I drink too much and brag so hard that no one will accept it and no one will be angry. If your bragging words leak out at the wine table, it's not all trouble.

Moreover, when we were drinking together, Feng Pants had been at the same table. In the past two years of making movies with Wang Shuo, Feng Pengtang is no longer doing odd jobs, he has become a director, and his hard work has not been in vain these years.

As for what Wang Shuo said about "Love Again", it was a new love novel that Wang Shuo had published before. It was a somewhat deviant story, perhaps written by himself. Because the heroine is Xu Cainü...

"Okay, let's go shopping. Let's have a drink together and talk later. It's too hard to talk like this."

"Okay, then let's go back if you keep wandering around. I can't understand all these messy things. It's really not interesting. I don't know why you and Brother Ma like these things."

Over the years, Wang Yan and Wang Shuo have been in contact with each other. They drink together four or five times a year, and they are both from the cultural circle. Wang Yan currently lives in three circles: his work circle, the cultural circle, and the circle of plot characters such as Han Chunming and others. It's the same with Han Chunming and others, they drink the same four or five times throughout the year.

Wang Shuo just left here. Wang Yan hadn't admired it for long when he heard the greeting from 'Prince' again. He turned around and saw Han Chunming supporting an old man who was eighty-seven years old and could still walk without much ambiguity in his speech. On the other side was Bao Pohou. The three of them walked over and stood beside him.

Han Chunming smiled and said: "Let me tell you, when the prince comes, he must be in the calligraphy and painting exhibition area. He will not go anywhere else."

"It's just a hobby." Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "How about it, are you envious? I remember that you were the first to mention the idea of ​​opening a private museum. However, there has been no movement for so many years, and it was Xiaoma who completed it first."

Shaking his head helplessly and waving his hands, Han Chunming said: "There is nothing we can do about it. He has stronger connections and wider connections. But now that he has found a way out, it will be easier for me to open a museum. We were talking just now What about this matter? I also plan to find a bigger place and build it myself just like Xiaoma. I saw just now that he has a place for himself to live in. If I also get a place of my own, I can live in it. , it feels so good to be surrounded by these objects.”

Looking at his intoxicated look, Wang Yan said: "Actually, you can find a place to build a building on the second or third ring road. I remember I told you before that if you like a courtyard house, you can build one on the top floor. It feels good. Yes, it’s convenient in the city. It’s not like Xiaoma, who found such a remote place. He just opened it for himself, so his friends will support him today, but he won’t be able to sell a few tickets later.”

"It doesn't matter whether you can sell tickets or not. The most important thing is to have a place to display things openly." Han Chunming is rich and confident in his words. It doesn't matter whether he has money or not: "You have no intention of doing this. ?”

"We built a piece of land near Deshengmen and built a nine-story building. The eight floors below will be used as an exhibition hall. The top floor will be occupied by myself. The designed floor height is five meters. You can see the Beihai in the south. You can live there occasionally. It should be nice to live in. But the land I acquired last month has just started construction, and it will take another two years. Then it will be dedicated to my collection of calligraphy and paintings.”

After replying to Han Chunming's question, Wang Yan looked at the ragged Hou on one side before he could flatter him: "Master Hou is not short of money, why don't you get one?"

"I don't have as many things as you, so I don't have to worry about it. When Chunming's museum is built, I can just put all my things in his museum for storage." The gray-haired Taopohou Hou shook his head and gave Han Chunming Very high trust.

This is indeed the case. Whether it is in the original play or now that he has been affected by Wang Yan and has changed beyond recognition, Shapohou is a staunch supporter of Han Chunming's character and is serious about his temper.

Han Chunming chuckled: "I said Poshahou, you have to think carefully. If this thing falls into my hands, it will be difficult to go back."

Baolanhou rolled his eyes and refused to comment.

Lao Guanguan chuckled and shouted with his hands behind his back: "This guy has so many good things, but he has never told us before. And I haven't seen the good things he said. They are still hidden. Go ahead and look elsewhere. look."

"Okay." Han Chunming responded, nodded to Wang Yan, and then left with the old man...

Han Chunming moved very quickly. Seeing that Ma Wu silently built the first private collection in China, he could no longer hold back his excitement. Not long after that day, just like Madu, I found a secluded place with mountains, water and woods in the outer ring to get a piece of land, instead of finding a building with not much space near my home as usual, and re-building it. Decorate.

This is mainly because he is richer and has more collections, and also because he still retains in his heart a worldly feeling of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan.

Having seen how Ma enjoyed himself, he naturally was not satisfied with a small place, but wanted to find a big place, to build a big house that suited his taste, to find a real feeling.

After getting the land, he asked someone to draw up a design according to his own ideas, and after the review, he directly pulled out his own engineering team to start working. However, because he did not use the main force, the construction period was not very fast. His work was all delicate work, and it was located in the north, so the construction would be suspended for several months. Therefore, it was not until 1998 that the construction was completely completed.

The entire Tibetan museum covers an area of ​​15 acres. In addition to the conventional and modern display areas, he also built pavilions, rockery and flowing water, and other landscapes, as well as the place where his family lived. He planned to live there in retirement, and he cleaned it up very carefully.

Opening a museum is of course a big deal, and Han Chunming also wants to show off and pretend, so just like in the original drama, he found relatives, friends, classmates and partners, and invited them to have a meal in his own restaurant. He didn't ask for gifts, but mainly contacted relatives and friends, bought a good meal, and then found a car to take everyone to the suburban museum to let people know that he is a collector, showing off.

No one can resist the pleasure brought by pretending, and Han Chunming, who is so mature and has always kept a hand, is no exception. He is very happy to see people amazed by the richness of his collection.

And those who don't understand look at piles of antiques, and they think of nothing else but money. Their first feeling is, how much is this worth, how much is that worth, how rich is Han Chunming. This is the normal reaction of ordinary people. Even if it is Wang Yanlai, who has no living father to take care of him, he will have the same reaction, and there will be no difference. Because he is used to running around just for money, because he does not have the corresponding knowledge reserves, he is used to converting everything into money.

These people did not feel the charm of antiques, but only felt that they were valuable.

In fact, since the 1990s, the antique market has become increasingly hot. People have known the value of antiques, and it has become more and more mixed. Some people buy good things. Although it is not possible to get rich overnight in this era, it is not uncommon to make tens of thousands of yuan by reselling an item. Taobao fever also comes from this.

In fact, these people have long known about the sale of antiques, but it has not happened to them, so they lack a certainty. But now Han Chunming, a rich man, has so many things, and he has bought such a large piece of land and built a private museum. Let the buds in their hearts grow and start chasing this possible wealth.

Not surprisingly, they began to buy books to study, began to ask people for advice, and began to go to Panjiayuan, Liulichang and other places where antiques are traded to find bargains, and then with the expectation of making a lot of money by finding bargains, they took things everywhere to find people to see if they were real.

Han Chunming still suffered...

When Han Chunming was distressed and regretful, in a prison somewhere in the south, 46-year-old Cheng Jianjun, who was nearly half a century old, once again carried his luggage and stood at the gate of the prison. This time he did not look back. Perhaps because he believed in the saying of not looking back, or perhaps because the gentle and non-glaring sunlight in the morning was in front of him, he once again bathed in the sun, took a deep breath of free air, and accompanied by the prison guards, stepped out of the half-open door and ran towards freedom again...

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