The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Fei said: "Scarcity is the most precious thing. Three hundred paintings are too many. One hundred, um, I think it's a bit too much, but it's almost the same. Harvard's exhibition hall is so big, there are too few paintings, it seems empty." .”

Chen Mo couldn't laugh or cry: "Then what about these more than 200 works? They have already been framed, and the framed ones alone cost a huge sum of money."

What she meant was, if I had known that only a hundred pictures would be exhibited, why did you frame so many?It's just because of the face of the boss, I'm embarrassed to say it.

Yang Fei said: "Keep it first, it won't be wasted. I will sell all these more than 300 works. But they have to be sold in batches."

"Is there a market?" Chen Mo said, "What you said, Li Yanan is just a rural teacher, she is not a famous painter."

"Which painter was not unknown before being famous?"

"Then we will spend less than 100 million yuan to hold this exhibition. Will it be worth the cost?"

"Hahaha!" Yang Fei didn't answer, but couldn't help laughing.

Chen Mo said coquettishly: "Don't laugh, I'm asking seriously."

Yang Fei looked at her: "Do you have any misunderstanding about the value of artwork?"

Chen Mo smiled charmingly and said, "I don't understand art, so I asked because I don't understand."

Yang Fei thinks her expression is so cute, he really wants to pinch her face as smooth as milk!

"Wait to collect the money!" Yang Fei said with a smile, "In the past few months, we haven't made any money from daily chemical products, maybe we can make money back from artworks."

"Two hundred million?" Chen Mo and Ning Xin looked at each other.

They don't believe that although these paintings are beautiful, they are painted by unknown painters after all. Yang Fei wants to sell them back to [-] million?

is it possible?

Yang Fei selected [-] paintings, which will be exhibited in the art exhibition hall of Harvard University.

Five days before the opening, that is, after the works of the previous exhibition left, Yang Fei arranged for workers to enter the venue and began to arrange the venue.

The layout of the venue was directed by Yang Fei himself, and it was fully enclosed. Except for a very few people, no one knew what the layout would look like.

The show starts on Friday and ends on Sunday.

The harsh winter in America has arrived.

The weather is cold day by day.

On Thursday, Xiao En returned home on vacation, and Linda invited Yang Fei to his home.

In the evening, Yang Fei arrived at Xiao En's house.

Martin and other state politicians were also present.

Seeing Yang Fei coming in, Martin was the first to get up, warmly greeted him, and shook hands with Yang Fei.

The number of congressmen in the United States is determined according to the number of people in each state. States with more people have more congressmen elected, and each congressman has his own constituency.

As for senators, each state has only two seats, and there are fifty states with a total of one hundred senators.

In people's impression, the power of congressmen is not as great as that of senators.

The proposals of the representatives are often rejected by the Senate.

In fact, the two are responsible for different things.

Senators are concerned with national affairs, but congressmen are responsible to the citizens of their constituencies.

In their own constituencies, MPs are still prestigious.

Everyone couldn't help being very surprised to see Martin being so warm and polite to Yang Fei, and naturally, they also looked at Yang Fei a few times.

Xiao En and Yang Fei shook hands, and said with a smile: "The person I admire the most is you. You have such a huge group, but you went to the United States to go to school, and you will be away for a few months. Steady progress! It's really enviable!"

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Mr. Xiao En, what's the matter with you returning to China this time?"

Xiao En said: "Our company has adjusted its business. I applied to return to China to work, but the headquarters did not approve it. Instead, I was given a few more days off to go home and reunite with my family."

Yang Fei said: "Mr. Xiao En is an expert in China, the American representative in China is none other than you."

Xiao En sighed: "It's a pity that I have led P&G in China for the past two years, but I haven't achieved much. Mr. Yang, I still want to learn from you, how to develop operations and sales in China?"

Yang Fei said humorously: "I know, but I won't tell you."

Everyone listened, and all laughed.

Sean shrugged helplessly.

Yang Fei said: "It's like, you know how to develop business in the United States, but you won't tell me."

Xiao En smiled bitterly, asked Yang Fei to go to the balcony, and said, "What if I tell you? Mr. Yang, can we exchange?"

Yang Fei was startled, and soon realized that the other party was still continuing the topic just now.

He looked at Sean with sharp eyes.

exchange?

Exchange what?

Obviously, Sean wanted to exchange the American market for the Chinese market.

After all, people are selfish.

Xiao En thought about being able to transfer back to China, but the application was rejected by the headquarters, which means that he will continue to be the boss in China, and this will take at least another two years.

If he still can't achieve performance in the next two years, then his road to promotion in the future will be more bumpy.

Although the US market is important, it is someone else's market.

The Chinese market is what Sean should develop.

If he can reach a cooperation with Yang Fei, Yang Fei will help him open up the Chinese market, and he will not hesitate to help Yang Fei open up the American market.

This is a win-win for both of them!

Yang Fei pondered, but didn't answer right away.

Meili Group belongs to Yang Fei himself, but Procter & Gamble does not belong to Sean.

Sean did nothing wrong.

But Yang Fei had to think clearly.