Chapter 216 Rongbaozhai Sold All Its Collections Worth One Million Yuan to Yang

Chapter 216 Rongbaozhai sells all its collections worth one million yuan to Mr. Yang!

It was already past seven in the evening when we returned to Yanjing Hotel from Badaling Great Wall.

As soon as we returned to Yanjing Hotel, Song Xinmin of Yanjing Hotel had been waiting for Mr. Yang and others.

When he saw Mr. Yang get off the car and sit on the wheelchair, he finally felt relieved.

Song Xinmin originally thought that Mr. Yang just went to the foot of Badaling Great Wall for a walk and took a car directly back to Yanjing Hotel for lunch. They waited for an afternoon but didn't see Mr. Yang.

"Mr. Yang, why didn't you come back to eat at lunch time?"

"General Manager Song, we ate at Badaling Great Wall."

Ah Zhu pushed Yang Ming forward.

Song Xinmin learned from Mr. Shen that Mr. Yang had eaten a bowl of noodles and two white steamed buns at the foot of Badaling Great Wall.

Song Xinmin found it incredible.

What made him even more incredible was that before Mr. Yang left, he actually asked his secretary Lin Xiuzhi to leave 1,000 RMB.

According to Song Xinmin's idea, Mr. Yang was an invited guest, and all his expenses were reimbursed by the state.

Song Xinmin couldn't figure it out.

. . .

Yang Ming and Tang Yun, Lin Xiuzhi, Ah Zhu, Zhong Chuhong, Mr. Shen, and even Chen Zhenhua's bodyguards came to the restaurant of Yanjing Hotel for dinner.

After dinner.

Mr. Shen said hello to Yang Ming, and he left to report to the old man.

"Are you back?"

"Why so late?"

The old man stopped writing and looked at Mr. Shen who had just come in and asked.

"Old man, I accompanied Mr. Yang to climb all the way to the fourth floor of the north of the Great Wall."

Mr. Shen told him clearly what he saw at the time.

When he learned that Mr. Yang was emotional there, the old man also said: "It seems that Mr. Yang is a person of true temperament."

. . .

Yang Ming returned to the luxury suite of Yanjing Hotel.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong looked at Yang Ming with heartache.

Yang Ming's feet were not in good condition. This time, he had to climb the Great Wall, which consumed a lot of energy. Now that he was back here, the two women checked and found that many places had blisters.

"Master, I'll get you some hot water to soak your feet."

If a person's feet are painful due to overwork, soaking in hot water can relieve fatigue and pain.

When Ah Zhu went to get the hot water, she tested the water temperature. After the water temperature was right, Yang Ming began to soak his feet.

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong were massaging him on the side.

"How do you feel today?"

"Master, I'm so happy. My family, relatives and friends in Nanyang have always wanted to return to China to have a look, and even go to the Great Wall. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to go today."

Ah Zhu is a maid. She is a Chinese in Nanyang. In this era, the Chinese in Nanyang still have deep feelings for China.

As the other party said, her ancestors have always wanted to return to China to have a look. Many times, from birth to death, a person may live in a village, or even a town, and cannot go to any farther places.

Nowadays, it is not easy for overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia to come back to China.

As for Zhong Chuhong, she is completely different from Ah Zhu.

She grew up in Hong Kong and was greatly influenced by Western culture. She was speechless to describe her feelings towards China.

However, Zhong Chuhong thought that the few lines sung by Yang Shao were really nice.

"Yang Shao, the few lines you sang at the Great Wall today were very nice."

"That was what I felt."

Historically, this was after the 1980s. Under the special background at that time, Hong Kong singer Zhang Mingmin successfully performed this song "My Chinese Heart" with a mellow and metallic magnetic voice, which not only made the mainland audiences who had just opened their minds in the 1980s realize that Hong Kong was not just "decadent music", but also sang the deep love and affection of the descendants of Yan and Huang for the motherland.

Now that song has not appeared yet, Yang Ming often listened to it in his previous life, and just now he was also inspired and couldn't help singing it directly.

Not only Ah Zhu, Zhong Chuhong, Lin Xiuzhi and others heard it, but also Mr. Shen, Tang Yun, the female reporters from Yangshi and Yanjing TV who were accompanying them.

Even the camera that was filming with them recorded it.

Although this is not a complete song, if it is spread, the meaning will be completely different.

"You have been running around with me all day today. You are very tired. Go and rest first."

"Yes, Master."

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong wanted to help Yang Ming take a bath. Since Yang Ming asked them to rest first, they went back to the next room to rest.

Yang Ming did not rest so quickly.

He sat by the window and looked at Chang'an Avenue outside the window.

Now the weather is cold, and there are fewer cars passing by outside Chang'an Avenue except for the yellow lights.

Even pedestrians have not been seen many times.

. . .

Rest for a night.

Early the next morning.

Yang Ming is used to getting up early.

When Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong came to help Yang Ming wash up, Yang Ming asked, "Aren't you tired?"

"Master, I'm fine."

Ah Zhu and Zhong Chuhong are not the kind of people who can't stand hardship.

A Nanyang maid.

An ordinary person from the lower class of Hong Kong.

Even though they followed Yang Ming to the Great Wall yesterday, they felt recovered after a night's rest.

They found that after following Yang Ming back to the country, they felt that what they saw was no longer limited to the original place.

After washing up and putting on his winter clothes, Yang Ming was walking in the private garden of Yanjing Hotel when he saw Rong Laozheng walking over in a suit and glasses.

"Mr. Yang."

"Rong Lao, good morning."

After Yang Ming shook hands with Mr. Rong.

Mr. Shen also mentioned Yang Ming's trip to the Great Wall yesterday.

It has to be said that in Rong Lao's view, Mr. Yang is not a pure capitalist or a pure businessman.

It seems somewhat similar to their Rong family.

However, it seems different.

When Yang Ming and Rong Lao went to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Mr. Rong went to work first.

Rong Lao's identity is not simple, he has many things to deal with every day, and it is not easy to find time to have breakfast with Yang Ming every morning.

Yang Ming returned to the luxury suite.

This morning, I didn’t plan to go out, but stayed in the luxurious suite to rest.

At this time, Song Xinmin came over with Hou Kai, general manager of Rongbaozhai.

In the past two days, after Hou Kai learned that Mr. Yang was interested in calligraphy, painting and calligraphy collections, he and the staff of Rongbaozhai have been counting the collections for sale.

Because there are too many, it takes too long.

For example, it took a lot of time to sort out the 8,000 pieces of calligraphy and painting at the Foreign Visitor Service Department of the National Museum of History.

And at Rongbaozhai.

Since the 1950s, many domestic painters, calligraphers, etc. have accumulated a lot of art.

It is a very large amount of data.

The price of each piece is different.

They range from as cheap as a few RMB per piece to hundreds or even thousands of RMB per piece.

"Mr. Yang, after our preliminary calculations at Rongbaozhai, it may involve millions of RMB."

One million RMB?

What is this concept?

According to the current exchange rate between Hong Kong dollars and RMB 100:20.

In other words, 1 million RMB is equivalent to 5 million Hong Kong dollars.

Now 1 million RMB is equivalent to one million households.

1 million RMB is equivalent to one million yuan household. In this era, it is definitely super rich.

In the future, this is really a lot of money.

Rong Baozhai and Hou Kai were still worried, would this be too much money?

"Mr. Yang, we have sold it to you at the lowest current market price. However, some collections are really expensive." Hou Kai said from the side.

Yang Ming smiled in his heart.

Isn’t it just one million RMB?

This is very valuable in China!

Domestic money is still very valuable because it has not depreciated yet.

However, after a few years, the RMB also depreciated.

Yang Ming even knew that one of those calligraphy and paintings might cost more than one million RMB in the future.

"General Manager Hou, I still say the same thing, I want as much as I can get, of course, I don't want those fakes." Yang Ming reminded.

No matter how rich he is, he can't buy some fakes!

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, the products produced by our Rongbaozhai must be genuine. However, I have to remind you that many domestic painters and calligraphers are still there. As long as they put pen to paper, their new works will be produced. It's out. I heard that it has been reported that after you purchased a large amount of calligraphy and paintings from the Foreign Affairs Department of the National Museum of History, the painters, calligraphers themselves and their families started painting overnight, and they all wanted to sell them to you at a high price, or to the Foreign Affairs Department, of course. And our Rongbaozhai.”

Hou Kai himself is an artist with a background in printmaking, and he knows it very well.

Many times, the works of many painters and calligraphers during their lifetimes do not have much value or hype value until they die.

The works of these painters and calligraphers have been limited, and only when new works appear do they begin to have collection and hype value.

Things become more expensive when they are rare, so the prices start to rise.

Now he discovered that Yang Ming had bought so many of these calligraphy and paintings at once. The most important thing was that these painters were still alive. He felt like those painters took money from Mr. Yang.

"General Manager Hou, thank you for your reminder. In my opinion, Chinese painting is no worse than Western painting. I purchase their works to support them and domestic art and culture."

"Mr. Yang, thank you very much."

Hou Kai said excitedly.

In recent years, not only most people in China are afraid of poverty, but also these painters, calligraphers, and artists are also afraid of poverty.

Now that a rich man from Hong Kong finally realizes the value of their calligraphy and painting, how could he not be excited?

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