Chapter 646 Auction (I)

Zhuang Rui thought for a moment and simply listed all the items such as Guiguzi Down Mountain Blue and White Jade Tiger, which is still owned by Ezkenna, and the white jade tigers that belong to Jimei Museum. Among the items declared, there are many national first-class protected cultural relics, which are also beneficial to approval.

In addition, Huangfu Yun's antique swords were also written by Zhuang Rui. This was a matter that had been agreed upon before. The exhibition hall of more than 20,000 square meters was not enough to see just Zhuang Rui's collection.

However, in the early stages, Zhuang Rui would definitely not open the entire exhibition hall. He would open the museum to a limited extent based on the actual collections and slowly add items to it. Rome was not built in one day, and this museum should also be enriched slowly.

Moreover, after the museum opens, it can also collect collections from the antique industry. The ownership of these collected collections belongs to the original owner. Zhuang Rui only signed an agreement with him and then placed it in the museum for exhibition. Of course, Zhuang Rui also has to pay some fees for this.

The museum's address has been solved. The problem now is the number of museum collections. Huangfu Yun's antique swords and swords, domestic and foreign top ones, has a total of more than 300.

Including the dozens of antiques in Zhuang Rui's hand, although the quantity still feels a little less, the quality is not low. There are about 10 national first-class protected cultural relics alone. In addition, Zhuang Rui has prepared to leave several Picasso sketches, and applying for the name of the museum with the word "country" is not a shameful person.

And among them, there are several objects with great backgrounds, such as the "Dingguang Sword" and the "Xiang Zun" bronze ware that does not belong to Zhuang Rui. These are all important weapons belong to the country. Even some famous state-owned museums may not necessarily have such collections.

After sorting out this list, Zhuang Rui called Wei Ming, faxed the list, and communicated with Wei Ming on the phone.

Because to apply for a private museum, you also need to fill out the registration application form, museum charter, exhibition outline, proof of use of the building site, funding certificate, academic qualification certificate of the director and main professional and technical personnel, as well as professional resumes and other information.

The registration application form, the museum charter, and the display outline are all easy to handle. There should be ready-made information at the *** Museum. Just ask Ouyang Jun to say hello and Wei Ming just copy the same copy.

As for the proof of the use of the site, the guarantee in the name of the developer, the problem should not be big. As for the proof of funding, Zhuang Rui reported his euro account to Wei Ming. When the museum office was verifying capital, his millions of euros were not short of it.

However, the academic qualifications of the museum's professional and technical personnel gave Zhuang Rui a headache. In the end, Wei Ming gave an idea to temporarily recruit workers at several schools with museums. As long as the salary is better, this problem can be solved.

Finally, it’s Zhuang Rui’s own business. If you want to be a curator, you need to have qualifications. However, this is not a problem for Zhuang Rui. He directly asked the National Jade Association to issue a certificate to prove that Zhuang Rui is an expert in jade appraisal, and this curator deserves his reputation.

"Mr. Zhuang, what's the name of our museum?"

After the matter was almost done, Wei Ming finally asked this question. With Ouyang Jun, the great god, there should be no big problems with the procedures, but the museum should have a name, right?

"name?"

Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment. He was only thinking about the details. He had never thought about the name of the museum. Moreover, this name was really not easy to get, because the types of Zhuang Rui's collections were too complicated, including ceramics, ancient paintings, bronzes and ancient swords, and they could not be named according to the category.

"China Xuanrui Museum? Damn, no, my buddy is still young, I didn't go to the museum so early..."

Zhuang Rui thought of a name and denied it. What is the museum? It is a place where people visit and admire it. Using his own name is not a curse himself?

"Zhuang Rui, if you don't have it, just call it Dingguang Museum. Isn't the Dingguang Saber in your hand the most expensive?"

Qin Xuanbing, who was standing beside him, saw Zhuang Rui's anxious look of scratching his head, couldn't help but name him.

"Dingguang? China Dingguang Museum?"

Zhuang Rui said it out loud, and it felt quite satisfactory. He didn't care much about the name. He immediately said to the microphone: "Mr. Wei, just call it Dingguang Museum. It's best to add the word "Chinese". If it doesn't work, don't force it. Then call it *** Dingguang Museum..."

"Okay, Mr. Zhuang don't worry, this matter will be a result in three to five days. I'll call you again in the next few days..."

Although Zhuang Rui was named as the assistant general manager in the company, he was in charge of himself, but Wei Ming knew that Zhuang Rui was the second boss of the real estate company and did not dare to be arrogant in his words. He respectfully took over this matter. Anyway, he didn't have to work hard. With Ouyang Jun's greeting, he just needed to send someone who did the job to run away.

After putting down the call to Wei Ming, Zhuang Rui wanted to call Professor Bass, but after thinking about it, he couldn't seem too anxious. The meaning of being a rare product is to have no one and only if others ask for it can offer a high price.

After finishing all these things, Zhuang Rui and Qin Xuanbing went to the restaurant downstairs to enjoy a two-day meal. Peng Fei was not so lucky. He accompanied Bai Shi in the guest room and ate the takeaway brought by Zhuang Rui. Of course, the dishes were pretty good, but... the person who was dining together had something.

"Brother Zhuang, you are late. Fortunately, the auction has not started yet, let's go in quickly..."

At 9 o'clock the next morning, Zhuang Rui and Qin Xuanbing arrived at the venue where the special auction of Chinese art in Paris was held.

Huangfu Yun had been waiting at the door for more than half an hour. When he saw Zhuang Rui, he grabbed him and walked inside. He also stuffed him a license plate. This was applied for by Zhuang Rui in advance. For just this auction number, you have to pay a deposit of 100,000 euros in advance. Of course, this deposit can be refunded at the end of the auction.

"What's the hurry? We don't plan to take action anyway, so it's nothing to be late..."

Since the museum was finalized yesterday, Zhuang Rui was a little excited and had some exercises with Qin Xuanbing at night. Uh, the intensity and movements were difficult, so I woke up late this morning. If Qin Xuanbing hadn't wanted to see the cultural relics auction, Zhuang Rui wouldn't have wanted to come.

"Hmm? Brother Huangfu, what's wrong with you?"

After Zhuang Rui finished speaking, he saw that Huangfu Yun’s expression was a little wrong and couldn’t help but ask.

"Oh, brother, I saw a waist knife made of "Qianlong's Year" yesterday. I felt like Emperor Qianlong's sword, and I took a photo..."

At this auction, Huangfu Yun went everywhere to lobby some domestic buyers not to take action, and not to be trapped by the auction house and the owner's intraday balling technique. However, when he was about to take action, he took action to take an object, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Zhuang Rui smiled and shook his head. He could understand the person who was a certain object. When he saw the authentic product, he didn't say much, but just asked, "How much did it cost to take it?"

Huangfu Yun saw Zhuang Rui not blame him, and his face relaxed a little, saying, "The starting price is 6,000 euros, but the price I bought is 220,000 euros. If I add the handling fee, if I exchange it for rmb, it will cost about 2.6 million rmb in total..."

"Sword*** is not very popular, and it doesn't matter if you take action to raise the price. I believe that the goal of international speculators is not on this. Brother Huangfu, it doesn't matter..."

Zhuang Rui comforted Huangfu Yun, and he was right. Swords and Swords are relatively unpopular. Generally, no one will deliberately raise prices because there are few people in this thing. If they are lifted, they will be smashed into their hands.

The three of them spoke, passed the verification at the entrance of the auction house, and entered the auction hall.

Unlike the blonde and blue-eyed foreigners who saw outside, as soon as they walked into the hall, Zhuang Rui saw many black and yellow-skinned faces. After looking around, he found that among the more than 100 people in the auction hall, seventy or eighty of them were Asian or Chinese.

However, most of those *** were in their forties or fifties. After seeing Zhuang Rui and Qin Xuanbing, their eyes were all on them for a while. Few young people like Zhuang Rui participated in such international auctions, unless they were commissioned by some invisible wealthy people who did not want to show up in public.

As for Huangfu Yun, these people are quite familiar with him. In recent years, he can often be seen at such international auctions. When he walked towards his seat, people greeted Huangfu Yun from time to time.

Of course, some people pulled Huangfu Yun to the side to ask about Zhuang Rui's origin. Huangfu Yun said vaguely. Zhuang Rui was cut to a flat head, which was quite different from his image when he was on CCTV a few months ago, and no one could recognize him.

"Gentlemen, ladies, I am Jefferson Downey who hosted this auction. I am very happy that everyone can attend this special auction of Chinese art. Yesterday, we sold a total of 18 precious Chinese art. I think today's auction will definitely be more successful..."

After Zhuang Rui and others sat down for about five minutes, a white auctioneer walked to the auction table and skillfully spoke an opening remark in French and English. Sparse applause rang out from the audience.

In fact, the situation yesterday was not like what Jefferson said. It was true that eighteen Chinese antiques were sold, but fifteen of them were taken away by people arranged by the auction house.

Otherwise, I would probably have to sell three items yesterday, and Jefferson was not the main auction yesterday. As an internationally renowned auctioneer, he came to put out the fire today.
Chapter completed!