The richest man went on a blind date, and his 19-year-old daughter wanted to support me

Chu Hang actually had no interest in exhibitions or dinners, but some socializing was inevitable. The bigger his business grew, the wider the world he came into contact with.

The need for help and talent is naturally increasing. This is still okay in the country, but it is different abroad.

Accompanying Shirley and Xie Qingyi, they arrived at the place at five in the afternoon. Quite a few people had already arrived. As an Oriental man, he immediately attracted attention when he appeared in a place full of Western faces.

After asking around a bit and finding out who he was, the foreigners all became friendly.

The people who came to the exhibition were mainly from the financial industry and some wealthy bosses from other industries. It was unclear whether they really liked art or just wanted to show off.

Chu Hang didn't care about the painting. He felt that it was just a large piece of graffiti and it was hard to tell what it looked like. How could he be called an artist?

His target is Sargeras of the Guofu Group. After reading his information, he knows that this guy is very powerful. He dropped out of Harvard, not because he couldn't continue studying. He completed all the courses in two years when he was in his twenties. He wanted to graduate, but the professor disagreed. He simply quit his job and went to work in a company on Wall Street. Within three years, he turned a small fund into a medium-sized fund that controls more than 10 billion US dollars. The rate of return is even more terrifying.

He then joined the Guofu Group as an investment director and was promoted all the way. Chu Hang made a wave in the crude oil market. Wall Street suffered heavy losses, but the Guofu Group made a small profit, all thanks to Sargeras.

Sargeras was also very busy at night, with a group of people around him. At this time, the secretary beside him introduced Chu Hang to him.

Sargeras nodded, indicating that he understood, but had no intention of talking to Chu Hang. He was waiting for Chu Hang to come over and say hello to him.

Shirley whispered in Chu Hang's ear: "He should know. Should we go over now?"

Chu Hang smiled and looked at a painting that he couldn't understand at all. It was just a large area of ​​paint, red, black, and yellow, all intertwined together. And its name was "Inner Heart"?

This is what your home is like!

He really couldn't stand the aesthetic taste of foreigners. It was too crazy. Then he looked at the price tag: 14 million US dollars.

Anyone who wants to buy this painting is a fool.

"You guys are really crazy. I don't understand this painting at all. What is it about?" Chu Hang said.

Shirley said, "I don't understand it either, but it's just that expensive. We all know what's going on. You're still asking me my last question. Sargeras is obviously waiting for you to come over and say hello? Don't you want to talk to him? Now is a good opportunity."

"Why was it me who went over to say hello to him instead of him coming over to say hello to me?" Chu Hang said with a smile.

Shirley said naturally: "He is the president of Guofu Group. Don't you know what kind of power Guofu Group has on Wall Street?"

"I'm the richest man in the East. Do you think I'm worth less than a worker?"

Chu Hang smiled and said, “I want to talk to him, but his attitude right now is not right. Even if he is the president, Guofu Group is not his.”

Shirley was a little confused. "You don't have to care so much about your status. Business is business. Isn't it enough if the deal is good for you? I understand your purpose. You want the shares of Hengsheng, which requires Sargeras's approval."

"I want the shares, but I'm not as eager as you think!"

Chu Hang smiled and said, "Why don't we look around? I don't understand Singer's style at all. Maybe others will be different."

Shirley was helpless and didn't even look at Xie Qingyi. The other party was here to learn. "Singer is known as a postmodern painter!"

Shirley looked around and saw a place where many people were surrounding a woman: "Where is she? I'll introduce her to you. She should be very interested in a wealthy man from the East!"

But I'm not interested!

Chu Hang felt that Shirley was pimping, but when he looked at her, he was a little surprised. Singh was not an old woman as he thought, but very young. She was surrounded by a group of people and was introducing her work.

Shirley said: "Those people are mostly suitors. A painting can be sold for tens of millions of dollars. She has accumulated a lot of wealth because of this. She is currently single.

Chu Hang rolled his eyes, "I'm not as superficial as you think."

Shirley chuckled and Chu Hang was too lazy to explain. In the minds of Americans, it is natural to pursue someone when you meet them.

They don't take love seriously, but they attach great importance to marriage, which seems a bit contradictory.

Chu Hang did not go to greet Sargeras, and this side was also confused. Sargeras said to the people around him: "Our richest man in the East seems a little reserved.

But no one dared to underestimate Chu Hang. After thinking for a while, Sargeras understood Chu Hang's purpose: "It seems that he is waiting for me to come over!"

The people around him frowned immediately, "He clearly asked us for help, he should have come over, how rude!"

"Mr. President, you represent our Guofu Group. If you take the initiative to go there, what about the company's image? This is Wall Street. We should make ourselves clear."

Sargeras thought about it and nodded. What his men said was right, but he couldn't wait forever until Chu Hang came.

"Go and hint to the people around him. I'm waiting for him."

Chu Hang was chatting with Singh. He had no intention of chatting with this lady, but since she came over on her own initiative, he felt bad not to chat with her.

Singh was very curious about Chu Hang. He was a rare Oriental man at the scene and he was also a wealthy Oriental man. If he could buy one of his paintings, he would make a lot of money.

She was recommending her own artistic concept to Chu Hang. If a painter wanted to become famous, he must have someone to support him, and Chu Hang was a good candidate.

"Chu, what do you think? When I was conceiving this painting, I felt that God gave me inspiration. I used the staggered space to express a sense of chaos!"

It was really confusing. This painter lady Chu Hangjue had a talent for confusion. Anyway, she couldn't understand it, so she just nodded along, "Do you like it?"

"good?"

"Then can you buy it? This amount of money shouldn't be a problem for you!"

Damn it, why would I need to go to the store after buying it?

More than 10 million US dollars is not a lot.

But Chu Hang said, you can eat barbecue for the rest of your life, isn’t that great?

"I'm sorry, I admire your talent but I know nothing about the preservation of oil paintings." Chu Hang refused.

Singh was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and turned away.

“Are you Americans all so realistic?

Shirley said helplessly: "She can't represent all of us. Of course, you look a little stingy, which doesn't quite match your status as the richest man in the East. It's really surprising. I thought you would buy it. After all, this little money is not a problem for you?"