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Chapter 124 Death

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So much so that Anthony's remaining two paintings have caused a small snatch and the price has been raised very high.==If you have read this chapter, please move to "/" to read the latest chapter, or search for "" or "" directly on Baidu, please remember our new website./

It was originally two very ordinary medium-sized paintings, but in the end they were hyped up to a high price of about 200,000 yuan. Such a price is indeed nothing to those well-known painters.

But for a newcomer like Anthony, this is already a very impressive achievement.

The auction ended like this, and Jin Muchen had no intention of staying here. Judy and Maria kept inviting him to go out for fun, but they were both rejected by Jin Muchen one by one.

At the end of the art exhibition, he was done with Helen. Now he doesn't want to have too much connection with this girl. On the one hand, it's because of her relationship with Candice that Jin Muchen has to worry about it, and on the other hand, it's because every time he meets this girl, it seems that he always encounters some unexpected troubles.

For example, the last time I was with her, I met those Western cowboys, and finally I met Lao Hei, who was desperate and worthless. This time I met an inexplicable crazy woman who was jealous of her.

In short, she and herself are completely different people in different worlds. She is the kind of high-ranking socialite who can attract news anytime and anywhere, while she is more inclined to live a stable life.

"You'd better make sure that your previous judgment is accurate. If I lose the bet, please wait for me."

Helen drove Jin Muchen to a parking lot in Manhattan and let Jin Muchen get out of the car to pick up the car. She said to him, and while she was talking, she waved her delicate little fist in front of him.

"I can be responsible for my judgment, but the bet between you and that Casey is not my business. I did not instigate you to bet with her, everything is voluntary. Don't pull me up with your grudges, right?"

Jin Muchen rolled his eyes helplessly. Although he knew that women had no reason to say, he still couldn't help but defend himself.

"Hmph! Don't think about it, you just easily cut yourself off what you said. I think you know very well, but if I didn't believe in your judgment, I wouldn't have bet with Casey. Anyway, since you have become my consultant, you will be responsible for it."

"Okay, whatever you want."

Jin Muchen shook his head helplessly. He pushed open the car door and suddenly remembered something before getting off the car.

"By the way, I have completed the work of the investment consultant this time. When can I contact me? The Mr. Patton you mentioned?"

The reason why he promised Helen this time was entirely because Helen took him to see the house. It was very in line with his wishes.

After returning these days, he studied the house several times on Google Maps. The more he looked, the more he liked it. The geographical location was excellent and quiet. Although it was located in a prosperous commercial area, the lighting and conditions of the house were very suitable for him. It was really not that easy to find such a place in the bustling Manhattan.

The more he looked at the house, the more satisfied he became, so before leaving, he couldn't help but say something to Helen.

"Don't worry, I'll call you in two days. To be honest, you should really thank me. You must know that I have saved you a lot of agency fees."

Helen curled her lips and said, and Jin Muchen turned her head.

"Didn't I save you a lot of consultant fees?"

"What? What are you just talking about?"

"Bang..."

As soon as Jin Muchen closed the car door, he got out of the car...

He returned to Flushing with those three paintings. In the next few days, he kept staying at Fang Bo's house and never went there.

I slept until I woke up naturally during the day, and then learned some antique knowledge with Fang Bo. At night, I talked to Candice on the phone and lived a free and easy life.

That day he got up at around 10 o'clock in the morning. Fang Bo had already gone downstairs to open the door to do business, and he made a sumptuous breakfast meal for himself in the restaurant on the second floor.

As soon as I heated myself up with milk, a phone call came in and took it over to see the number. It happened to be Helen's call.

“Come on TV and watch Fox’s entertainment channel…”

Under Helen's urging, Jin Muchen slowly turned on the TV, and the entertainment channel was just about to broadcast an emergency message.

"In the early morning of this morning, the police found a body in room xxxx, xxxx building in Manhattan... It was confirmed that the deceased was Anthony Wise, a new painter who had just become famous in the American oil painting industry recently. The police initially determined that Anthony died of a heart attack caused by excessive drug abuse... Anthony's paintings are famous for their hyperrealism... His works have won many awards... Many well-known people in the art world are shocked by this news. Please see our station's urgent interview with Anthony's friends..."

"Oh my God! This is really hard to accept. Anthony is a talented painter. I can't believe that he left us like this..."

This is an old man with a bald head. He had a name at the bottom of the screen, and there was a name in front of him. It turned out that this guy was actually the manager of the fairy tale gallery.

"My God! Are you saying true? You said Anthony Wise is dead? That... that Anthony Wise?"

This is a female painter, who should be quite famous in the American oil painting industry, but Jin Muchen didn't know her before today. Seeing her crying in front of the camera, she must have a good relationship with Anthony.

Later, some celebrities were interviewed one after another, but these interviewees were shocked and regretful about Anthony's death.

Of course, there is no idea how true or false these statements are. Jin Muchen watched TV and didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

In fact, when he saw Anthony's condition that day, he felt that the guy was about to die soon, taking drugs, weak, and seemed to have hidden diseases.

Logically, he should have reminded him a few words, but he and Anthony were just nodding. Even Anthony didn't know his name, how could he remind him?

So he had already expected Anthony's ending that day, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.

"Hey! Mu Chen, are you still here?"

Helen asked on the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, still here..."

"Have you read the news?"

"Well, I just saw it, it's a pity, such a talented painter."

"Yes...but... I want to ask you at that time, did you already see that day that his health is in a bad state?"

"Does this still need to be asked? Anyone with eyes can tell that his health is in a bad state... OK, Helen, you called me so early, probably not discussing this topic, right?"

"Uh...yes, I don't think we should be too entangled with this talented painter. I just want to tell you that you have made a fortune, well, I seem to have made a little profit, and it should be said that we have made a fortune."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, I'm talking about Anthony's paintings. You are in the antique business. You must also know some of the unspoken rules in the oil painting industry. Some painters, even if they were not valued during their lifetime and were not famous, once they died, their works may become popular. Especially for new painters like Anthony, who had a great future, but because of such emergencies, they could no longer create new paintings. Then the paintings they left in the world will become their only remaining works. Once their artistic status is recognized, the prices of their works will definitely rise sharply. I just received some news that the prices of Anthony's paintings have now doubled in the oil painting market.

And I heard that the fairy tale gallery has changed its original plan. They plan to take advantage of the news craze created by Anthony this time to promote Anthony to cheer him up. They have contacted some members of the American Art Association. I heard that Anthony's paintings will definitely be invited to participate in the American tour exhibition this year. Once the exhibition is over, some of his works will be collected by the National Gallery. By then, the value of his paintings will definitely rise in somersaults, rising five to ten times, which is not impossible. I just asked my father's investment consultant, and he said that my investment is very cost-effective. He has seen Anthony's paintings. According to his estimate, once Anthony's status is determined, the value of his oil paintings will be at least ten times higher..."

Helen said a lot on the other end of the phone, but Jin Muchen felt strange.

It should be a pleasure to invest in art appreciation, but this kind of money made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Do you feel a little uncomfortable?"

Helen on the other end of the phone seemed to be able to read minds, so Jin Muchen could only nod and admit it.

"Yes, although it is a pleasure to get rich, is this method appropriate to make money like this?"

"Listen, Mu Chen is nothing wrong with this? Since Anthony signed the fairy tale gallery, he sold himself to the gallery. The gallery invested a lot of money in him. Of course, they couldn't make money without making any money, right? Besides, this kind of thing is nothing in a commercial society like the United States. Think about it, after MJ died, wasn't it hotly hyped by Sony? There was also Paul who had a car accident some time ago. When he died, the movie was made by Speed ​​7. Didn't it make a big profit with his reputation? In a commercial society like the United States, isn't this a bad thing?" (To be continued)
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