Chapter 255 Please call me "Fang Tenyi"
After the CCTV Spring Festival Gala asked Li Guyi to sing "Lake Baikal" and "Nostalgia", public opinion was in an uproar and the situation reversed. The old guard who had the upper hand before Pie is now passive.
"Guangming Daily" took the lead in counterattacking and published the article "Li Guyi and "Lake Baikal"", affirming Li Guyi and Dialect's exploration in the field of pop music, and believed that it was related to the direction of reform in the entire era. It is a great breakthrough in the field of music.
“Li Guyi’s singing method shows that ‘every era has its own beauty’, and the dialect’s lyrics prove that ‘the beauty of an era can be diverse’.”
“ Some people like "China｜Army" Some people like impassioned military songs like "People", some people like regional folk songs like "Hot Girl", and some people like graceful and tender light music like "Lake Baikal". This is the real "Let a Hundred Flowers Bloom"..."
As soon as this report appeared, society responded strongly.
The letters written to Fang Yan, Li Guyi, and the "Guangming Daily" newspaper office will be filled in a sack within three to five days.
"Guangming Daily" then opened a column "Reaction to the article Li Guyi and "Lake Baikal"" and selected letters from readers.
For a time, the offense and defense changed shape!
Those who clamored that "On the Shore of Lake Baikal" was a "vapid sound" and a "pornographic song" were criticized by many newspapers.
How ferocious he was before, how embarrassed he is now.
Fang Yan didn't need to take action at all. He had a great scholar to argue for him, so he went to the post office and called Guixichang.
"Teacher Fang, you are really amazing!"
Guo Baochang was very excited.
"That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" defied the world and used the "forbidden songs" and "Nostalgic Love" as interludes in the movie. Now it's better, the banned songs have been lifted, and with the help of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala The platform has set off another "nostalgia craze" across the country, both big and small.
"When is the movie scheduled to be released?"
Fang Yan smiled.
Guo Baochang said that the edited version of "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" is already on its way to the film bureau. Once approved, it will be screened across the country as soon as possible to ride on the "nostalgia craze".
Dialect then received the specific time, March 12th.
The two chatted for a while and hung up the phone.
He didn't go home immediately, but went to Han Yuemin's nearby tailor shop, and saw a lot of customers coming in and out.
The employees are busy entertaining us.
Some buy Liu Xiaoqing's "Enron Suit" of the same style for themselves, some buy children's clothing from the Galaxy Children's Art Troupe for their children, and some plan to customize a suit for themselves.
"Yanzi, why are you here!"
Han Yuemin was surprised.
"Brother-in-law, I need your help if I need anything."
Fang Yan asked him to go to the history museum with him.
"Buying paintings, right?"
Han Yuemin couldn't help but wonder, "When will we go?"
"Early tomorrow morning."
The day after Fang Yan said this, each of them was carrying a heavy box containing a total of 218,000 yuan.
This is all Fang Xiaojiang’s current possessions.
He carefully arrived at the History Museum and walked into the door of the Foreign Guest Service Department. Han Yuemin's hanging heart finally settled.
"Teacher Fang!"
When the staff at the counter saw the arrival of Fang Yan, they immediately became energetic and swarmed towards them.
Xu Huachi, who was admiring the paintings, heard the noise, looked over curiously, and asked the accompanying staff: "Who is this person?"
"You don't even know him, Mr. Fang Yanfang."
The staff replied.
Xu Huachi was greatly surprised, especially when he saw the manager walking out with a smile on his face and inviting Fang Yan and the others into the back room. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you close the door when you are doing business?"< br>
“We won’t do this for ordinary small business.”
The staff member said: "But big business is different."
"Big business?!" Xu Huachi asked, "What kind of rare thing is so mysterious?"
< br>"Change to normal I will definitely not tell him.”
For the sake of him being Xu Linlu’s son, the staff quietly revealed that the foreign guest service department was about to be disbanded, and the curator was planning to package and sell all the calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse. Give tongues.
“More than 9,000 pictures?!”
Xu Huachi was so shocked that his eyes widened.
“No.”
The staff sighed: “How can you be so rich as a writer, and you can actually spend more than 200,000 in one go.”
Xu Hua Chi remained silent, with mixed emotions.
Staring straight at the closed door, I felt like I had missed billions.
……………
"Director, I have lived up to your trust. I have brought the money."
Fang Yan put both boxes on the table.
The curator and the manager looked at each other and were very excited.
"Teacher Fang, let's get started."
While they were talking, several salesmen stood in a row, each holding a scroll of calligraphy and painting in their hands.
The curator handed a thick notebook to Fang Yan, "Teacher Fang, this is the ledger we have rearranged. Take it and look at it. We will check it one by one and make sure there is no problem. I What do you think about letting someone write the invoice and you pay?"
"OK!" Fang Yan stood up and Han Yuemin looked at the box for him.
“Pa bang.”
The manager clapped his hands.
Immediately afterwards, a scroll was slowly unfolded and spread on the table.
"This is Qi Baishi's "Picture of High Standing Pines and Cypresses·Four-Character Couplet in Seal Script", which is the largest of his paintings...
The seal script written above means 'Longevity in life and prosperity in the world' Taiping's couplet is also the largest piece of calligraphy in his life. "
"Good"
Fang Yan raised his eyebrows. This painting was worth four to five billion.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the calligraphy and painting, the manager ordered the salesperson to immediately roll it up, put it into a painting tube, and mark it.
Then, one picture after another.
While looking at the paintings, other staff members were not idle either. They kept pulling the abacus beads, crackling and counting.
Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap-pap.
Time passes minute by minute.
There are more than 9,000 paintings. Even if you give it one day, you may not be able to read them all. Fortunately, Fang Yan has already seen some of them before, but even so, he has not finished them all.
So, the curator discussed with Fang Yan to check out and deliver the paintings with verified information, and then check again tomorrow.
“That’s fine.”
Fang Yan didn’t ask any more questions and nodded: “Then let’s issue a ticket!”
The manager and several salesmen had been busy all day long, waiting for this moment, and they were immediately overjoyed.
The salesperson was busy writing out invoices, while Han Yuemin opened the box and took out a wad of money, handing over the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other.
"Teacher Fang, I will coordinate two cars later to deliver these paintings to you. Where do you want to send them?"
The manager rubbed his hands.
Fang Yan thought about it and decided to send it to the house in Shichahai. Fang Hong and Han Yuemin were neighbors and could help look after it.
The two of them sat in the passenger seat of a car and took a bumpy ride to the courtyard house in Shichahai.
Several salesmen jumped out of the car. Before they could start moving, Fang Yan stuffed a bag of large items into each of them.
“Thank you for your hard work later.”
“Teacher Fang, you are so polite!”
The staff was so happy that they didn’t even use dialect to urge them. He directly lifted up the box containing the paintings and began to move it into the study room, one box after another. There were dozens of boxes.
"Hard work, hard work."
Han Yuemin brought Arctic Ocean from his home, "Here, drink some soda to quench your thirst!"
"Thank you!"
Work The staff raised their necks, drank a few sips of the soda, and then stood up to say goodbye. Fang Yan sent them to the car and waved goodbye.
“Hu~”
Han Yuemin breathed out, "Yanzi, it's getting late, why don't you just have dinner at my house, and then go back to Nanluogu Lane."
"Sure!"
"Brother-in-law, maybe more I'll trouble you for a few more days."
Dialect said as he walked.
The next step is to go south to participate in the "Garland Under the Mountain" script seminar at Shanghai Film Studio. I must seize the time and complete this important matter before going to the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
"It's no trouble, it's too much trouble."
Han Yuemin waved his hand and followed him into the house.
Looking at the boxes one after another, I couldn't help but ask: "Yanzi, can these paintings really be so valuable in the future?"
"How can I put it, at least it is better than depositing it in the bank?" "
"Maybe it will be worth a lot of money in twenty or thirty years."
Fang Yan looked left and right, feeling happy.
I have achieved at least 100 small goals.
Although in terms of time, it will take twenty or thirty years, it doesn’t matter. Young General Fang can afford to wait. Whether it is twenty years or thirty years, in short, he can congratulate himself in advance for becoming a "ten billionaire" ".
Fang Xiaojiang! Tens of billions of square meters!
After dinner at Han Yuemin’s house, I handed the box containing the money to Fang Hong. I stepped into the night and hummed, “Look ahead, the dark hole must be the thief’s nest. Lead me to rush up and kill him. He's clean" and walked home slowly.
"Back!"
Yang Xia shifted her gaze from the TV to her son.
Fang Yan nodded, and then heard Yang Xia say that Mike, Bai Ruoxue, and Su Ya came to see him this afternoon, but they waited and waited until he came back, so it was best to leave with regret.
“Mike is back!”
“Yes, he even brought you a gift.”
"Let me see."
Fang Yan was surprised and happy.
It’s surprising that books can be published in the United States so quickly.
The good news is that the sample book of "Saving Private Ryan" has been released, so the official publication time is not far away.
(End of this chapter)