Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 217 You have too many rich people
The works of young artist Liang Hao have a strong visual impact.

The first impression is clean and bright.

He particularly likes to depict people's hands, and a pair of clean hands can be seen in almost every work.

However, the art form is not limited to the single creation of the hand, but rather constructs the relationship between the hand and fragments.

Hands and scalpel, hands and lighter, hands and plasticine... and so on.

The painting style is very realistic.

The form is extremely simple.

There is no thick ink or pigment accumulation.

The paintings have a strong life style.

When you carefully look at and appreciate his paintings, you will construct a complex relationship in your mind and try to understand its meaning.

The hands in the painting were also the most eye-catching fashion element at this year's LV fashion show.

Jiang Beicheng stopped in front of a painting of a hand-peeled apple and stood there admiring it.

An extremely clean and simple painting of life can influence your thinking through visual impact and make you fall into deep thought.

As for what comes to mind, I guess everyone will have different feelings when seeing this painting.

Just like watching "Hamlet", there are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand people.

His paintings have this kind of magic.

Jiang Beicheng guessed that Haitangxi appreciated his art perhaps because of the clean and bright visual impact, which was conducive to a person's thinking.

For an architectural designer like Haitangxi, thinking is very important.

Jiang Beicheng sent a video to Haitangxi.

"Baby isn't hanging out in the entertainment industry today?"

Haitangxi joked while answering the video.

He stole the show at the Lv show last night, and his family and friends all thought he was going to enter the entertainment industry.

Jiang Beicheng laughed and said, "The entertainment industry is too complicated and not suitable for someone with a single mind like me."

Haitangxi looked at him with disdain.

I'm wondering about your shady ideas and ways of picking up girls. If you were in the entertainment industry, I wonder how many scandals you would have with female stars.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "Just to relax you a little."

Reverse the camera and ask: "What do you think of this painting?"

Appreciate Haitang Creek through the lens.

"Liang Hao held an art exhibition in Los Angeles, and I went to see it. I like his art because his paintings can make people calm down and think about things.

No matter how upset you are inside, you will suddenly become clear-headed and your concentration will be enhanced.

As for the creative inspiration and what Liang Hao wanted to express, I'm actually not that interested in exploring it.

This painting is in my favorite color. How big is it?

The sales manager immediately introduced: "Hello, ma'am, the size of this painting is 160×120cm."

Haitangxi: "OK, baby, it's perfect for my studio."

Jiang Beicheng smiled and made an OK gesture, not wanting to disturb her work.

Ask the sales manager about the price of the painting.

"Sir, this is the case. The commission price we received is 5.8 per square foot. Teacher Liang called us today and told us that all customers who participated in the fashion event last night can enjoy the lowest discount when they come to the exhibition.

The discounted price we give you is $5.3 per square foot.

This painting is 17.3 square feet in size, and the total price is 91.69 yuan." The sales manager quickly calculated it in front of Jiang Beicheng.

"Is shipping free?" Jiang Beicheng asked with concern.

"Air Express!"

"Is there insurance?"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, if any problems occur during delivery, such as damage, substitution, loss, etc., our gallery will compensate according to the highest standards." The sales manager introduced.

Jiang Beicheng nodded and said, "Wrap it up."

"Sir, please leave me your address so I can issue the invoice for you," said the sales manager.

Jiang Beicheng left him the address of Haitangxi Studio. After he issued the invoice, he would directly bring the QR code scanner to scan the money.

He stood there, staring at the painting, and then became distracted again for a moment.

"Give me her translation. I like this painting. Let me talk to her about the price!"

Another salesperson came over with a client, and the voice of a Korean girl brought Jiang Beicheng back to his senses.

Korean is easy to distinguish.

She was communicating with the salesperson with an interpreter.

The salesperson communicated with the front desk through the headset and learned that the painting had been bought by the buyer, and politely explained to the Korean girl.

The Korean woman looked displeased, her gaze still fixed on the painting.

"Mr. Jiang, let me scan you." The sales manager came over to continue serving after issuing the invoice.

Jiang Beicheng scanned the code to pay, and the gallery staff came over to take the painting away.

The Korean girl looked at Jiang Beicheng, walked towards Jiang Beicheng, and said a few words to her translator.

The translator communicated with Jiang Beicheng: "Sir, this lady is asking you, is it you who bought this painting?"

Jiang Beicheng glanced at the Korean girl.

She dresses quite fashionably, and her looks cannot be compared with those girl group members, but she has the aura of a rich girl.

Very similar to a socialite.

She is not a fake socialite who is packaged as a celebrity.

Her outfit, demeanor, makeup, temperament... she really has the air of a wealthy woman.

Jiang Beicheng nodded politely.

The Korean girl asked the translator to communicate with Jiang Beicheng on her behalf.

"Hello sir, this lady really likes this painting. If you like, she can buy it from you at a price higher than the market price!"

Liang Hao has held his own solo exhibition in Seoul, and there must be people who appreciate his art.

Today, the Bank Gallery is holding Liang Hao's solo painting exhibition. The appearance of this Korean girl here means that she also came here directly for Liang Hao's paintings.

It is a happy thing that domestic artists go abroad and are appreciated by foreign friends.

But this is a gallery, there is no such thing as paying extra for purchases.

What's more, in Jiangbei City, there is no reason for him to give up anything he likes.

Jiang Beicheng replied to the Korean girl, "There's a saying in China: first come, first served. Sorry."

Translate truthfully.

The Korean girl raised her hand and gestured, "I can give you a price double the market price."

Jiang Beicheng smiled, and thought of the Korean girl who came to Shanghai for a visit not long ago.

Topics such as driving a Maybach when going out, spending 48 yuan on food... and showing off wealth are making a big splash on the Internet.

It blew out the top second-generation and car enthusiasts in the country.

Unexpectedly, I met a Korean girl who talked about money with him today.

It sounds like he has some family background.

Jiang Beicheng said to her translator: "This is not an auction house, it's useless to add any amount of money.

Welcome to China to consume.

Please translate it to her verbatim."

The translator paused and translated to the Korean girl.

She looked displeased after hearing this.

By the time she came to her senses, Jiang Beicheng had already paid and left.

She muttered, "The men here have too strong a sense of superiority."

He grinned, as if saying "Osiba."

The translator smiled secretly and wanted to say that you have too strong a sense of superiority.

I guess you don’t know the strength of the top second generation in the country?

Unless you are the daughter of one of the major conglomerate families.

This place called Shanghai is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

"I'm sorry, miss, how about I take you to dinner?" suggested the translator.

"Please take me to the best restaurant in Shanghai. I'm not feeling well right now. I hope your food can heal me."

The translator smiled and nodded, and introduced her to Tai'anmen, one of the only two Michelin three-star restaurants in Shanghai.

…After Jiang Beicheng bought the painting for Haitangxi, he received a call from Zhu Wei.

The first batch of outstanding employees of Beicheng Hotel who went to Tai'anmen for study and exchange have arrived at the hotel today.

Jiang Beicheng happened to be in Shanghai, so I asked him to come over to communicate.

What it actually meant was to let him go over and say a few words.

Jiang Beicheng asked the driver to take him there.

When we arrived at Tai'anmen, the management was holding a meeting to prepare for today's business.

"Mr. Jiang!" Zhu Wei smiled and pulled Jiang Beicheng up, leading the applause, "Everyone, welcome Mr. Jiang."

"Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

The employees addressed him respectfully in unison.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and nodded. After Zhu Wei finished giving instructions on today's matters, he took over and said a few words.

Mainly to encourage my own employees.

We would also like to thank our business partner Taianmen for its support.

Finally, he urged the employees of Beicheng Hotel to learn with an open mind and do all the work assigned during the training period conscientiously.

"OK, let's get moving, everyone." Zhu Wei waited for Jiang Beicheng to finish speaking, clapped his hands, and announced the adjournment of the meeting.

Jiang Beicheng followed him to the tea room to sit for a while.

Zhu Wei poured him some tea and asked, "Did Mr. Jiang reach an agreement?"

Jiang Beicheng smiled and nodded: "I bought a shop on the Bund for 7000 million."

Zhu Wei knew immediately that Jiangbeicheng had bought a shop whose property rights were about to expire, and guessed, "Which one specifically?"

“The building that United Overseas Bank used to rent.”

"Chef Chen's Cantonese restaurant?"

Jiang Beicheng nodded: "Master Chen is about to retire, I will take over and open the Beicheng Restaurant."

Zhu Wei believed in the profitability of the Beicheng Hotel. He did not discuss with Jiang Beicheng whether the investment would be a loss or not. Instead, he asked with concern, "Still serving Taizhou cuisine?"

“Same as Tai’anmen, innovative dishes.”

Zhu Wei joked, "I'm under pressure."

The North City Hotel has opened in Shanghai and will surely be awarded a Michelin star soon.

Maybe it will be faster to get three stars than Tai'an Gate.

Two restaurants of the same type and positioning will inevitably compete in the future.

Jiang Beicheng took the opportunity to jokingly test Zhu Wei, "I'm short of an executive chef here, would you like to consider it?"

"Boss Jiang is trying to poach my teacher's students!" Zhu Wei laughed.

"Your teacher doesn't need a favorite student like you, but Beicheng Hotel lacks an excellent restaurant manager." Jiang Beicheng picked up the teacup and poured tea for Zhu Wei.

An executive chef is actually a member of the management team.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm not cheap at all!" Zhu Wei joked.

Jiang Beicheng raised his teacup and clinked it with him, smiling and nodding, "I don't need to introduce the employee benefits of Beicheng Hotel, right?"

Zhu Wei: "It is a nationally recognized institution, a benchmark for the industry, and its employees are extremely happy."

Jiang Beicheng: "You are responsible for speaking, and I am responsible for matching."

"Mr. Jiang is so straightforward. It's hard for me to refuse." Zhu Wei did not directly reply to Jiang Beicheng. "Thank you for your approval, Mr. Jiang. Give me some time to think about it."

"After you give me your answer, I will decide whether to recruit people or not."

Sincerity and attitude are given.

It depends on Zhu Wei's own ideas.

The two of them clinked their tea cups together with a smile.

"Let's have lunch here at noon?" Zhu Wei stood up and said, "I'll make arrangements."

"Sorry to trouble you again, Mr. Zhu."

"Mr. Jiang, you don't have to be polite to me. Maybe one day I really go to the North City Hotel, and I'll have to call you boss."

Zhu Wei smiled as he went to arrange lunch for Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng had lunch at Tai'anmen before leaving. When he came out, he saw the Korean daughter who wanted to pay a high price to buy a painting from him in the lobby again.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Jiang Beicheng passed by her, shook his head and smiled.

She came back to her senses in an instant and pointed at Jiang Beicheng who was walking out of the restaurant, "It's him again. What did that smile just now mean?"

The translator couldn't keep up.

"Boss Jiang, take care!"

The Korean girl felt even more upset when she saw the restaurant waiter respectfully seeing him off.

I feel like I'm being discriminated against.

I called the waiter over and asked the translator to ask him, "How much did the young man who just left spend here?"

In her opinion, the higher the consumption, the better the service.

The service I received when I came in was not as good as that of the young man who left.

It’s not that the service at Tai’anmen is bad, but I didn’t see the respect the waiters had for the young man.

Thinking about what happened in the gallery, I feel inferior when I come here to eat now.

Now that consumption can be respected, she wants to get it back in the restaurant.

The waiter answered her truthfully: "Mr. Jiang did not spend any money here."

The Korean girl looked at the waiter in surprise.

"Why?" She looked puzzled.

The waiter replied, "Mr. Jiang is our company's business partner and a distinguished guest invited by Chef Zhu.

Chef Zhu invited him to dinner."

The Korean girl requested, “Please ask your head chef to serve me.”

I took out a two hundred tip and handed it to the waiter.

The waiter waved his hand and said, “Ma’am, your service fee will be charged to the bill. Our company regulations prohibit us from accepting tips from our guests.

Chef Zhu is responsible for restaurant management and coordinating the daily operations of the restaurant. He does not participate in front-of-house service.

Madam, can we order now?"

The Korean girl was stunned after hearing this.

I have never suffered such "humiliation" in my country.

She felt humiliated by the young man today.

The translator quickly calmed her down and introduced her to the special food of Tai'anmen.

Only after enjoying the delicious food did her mood calm down.

I asked my translator, "Are there many rich second-generations like him in China?"

The translator said bluntly: "I don't know if he is a second-generation rich man, but there are many rich people in China."

"how many?"

“What are your standards?”

"Tens of billions of assets!"

Translation: "Korean won?"

The Korean girl nodded.

The translator smiled, then replied, "Probably about the same as your country's population."

The Korean girl was stunned for a moment.

This is not the China he sees from media reports.

The translation is not very clear, but 10 billion Korean won is only about 50 million RMB. In China, there are too many people who have assets of 50 million to count.

The Korean girl came to her senses and shook her head. "Unbelievable."

The translator smiled and reminded, "Miss, I know you come from a well-off family, but I kindly remind you that in Shanghai, especially in high-end places, it is appropriate to..."

Without any explanation, he just made some gestures, meaning that she should be more low-key.

The translator also mentioned the last time a Korean rich girl came to travel and showed off her wealth, and searched for the reactions of Chinese netizens and showed them to her.

All the luxury cars such as Bugatti, Koenigsegg, Pagani, etc. came out to show off the streets and mock the Korean girl.

After watching the video, the Korean girl shook her head and muttered, "You are so terrible."

(End of this chapter)