Chapter 266 Famous Calligraphy and Paintings
After hearing this, Li Shengli's smile became increasingly presumptuous. This is exactly what you said.
"Comrade, I bought a lot. Can you call your curator over?" Li Shengli couldn't hold back the smug smile on his face. If he wasn't afraid that others would call him a psycho, Li Shengli would have laughed out loud long ago.
The museum staff showed surprise on their faces when they heard what Li Shengli said. How much can you buy if you buy a lot?
"How much do you plan to buy?" The staff member didn't quite believe what Li Shengli said.
"How many do you have?" Li Shengli asked, pointing at the pile of scrolls in front of him and the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.
"There are probably more than 9,000 paintings." The staff counted them and found that some of them had been sold sporadically over the past few days, so there are only more than 9,000 paintings left.
"I want at least half." Li Shengli waved his hand generously, as if he was giving orders to the country. At this moment, Li Shengli only hated that he had not saved enough money. These things were much more convenient than a house.
"Half?" The staff was shocked by Li Shengli's words. Who is this guy and why does he look so arrogant?
The staff member did not dare to delay too much. This was a big deal. The museum's funding was already insufficient, and this sum of money was also related to his future benefits.
So the staff member immediately ran towards the office of the curator who was in charge of the sale of these calligraphy and paintings. Hearing the clattering sounds along the way, the people visiting the museum below frowned, but he couldn't care less about all that now and had to quickly tell the curator the news.
The curator was still worried at this time. The museum was short of funds, so some maintenance work at the headquarters could not be carried out. For people who loved cultural relics, their own benefits could be reduced, but the cultural relics in the museum could not be destroyed.
After a long period of thinking, the director of the museum made a decision. The market for these calligraphy and paintings in China is indeed not good. At this moment, the domestic economy has just begun to recover, and everyone's money is spent on food and drink, so the spiritual needs are not that great.
Economic conditions abroad are better, and the squad leader plans to package these calligraphy and paintings and sell them to foreign guests, so that the museum will have funds to maintain the cultural relics.
"Click, click." There was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door. Hearing the hurried footsteps, the curator couldn't help but frowned. He had repeatedly stressed that everyone in the museum should remain quiet and not run. How could there be any staff member who dared to violate his rules?
The curator was just about to get up and go out to see who was so bold when the footsteps seemed to stop at the door of his office. There was a rapid knock on the door of his office.
"Come in." The curator's voice sounded a little angry.
"Director, something big has happened." The director raised his head and looked at the person who spoke. This was the person he had arranged to be in charge of the sales of calligraphy and paintings.
After hearing the shouts of the staff in front of him, the curator frowned and scolded: "What's the big deal? Why are you so flustered?"
"Director, someone wants to buy calligraphy and paintings." The staff member didn't care about the director's scolding. If he told the director about the matter, he would definitely be happier than himself.
"I thought something was wrong. Didn't I let you handle the purchase of calligraphy and paintings? Why do you have to ask me about such a small matter?" The curator shook his head worriedly. He had no funds at the moment, and this person was not good at all. He got flustered over the smallest things and was not calm at all.
"Director, please listen to me." Seeing the director with a worried face, the visitor felt happy. If he told the news, would the director give him a bonus? "Tell me, what's the matter?" Seeing the man in front of him still so happy after being scolded by him, the director felt a little interested and wanted to hear what he would say.
"Director, we have a big client here, and he plans to buy half of the calligraphy and paintings we want to sell." The staff member stated Li Shengli's needs with a smile, and then stood aside and smiled, intending to see the director's expression.
"What?" The curator had a look of disbelief on his face. If others said they would buy one or two paintings, he would have believed it. But the newcomer suddenly said he wanted to buy half of them. There were more than 9,000 pieces of calligraphy and paintings collected in his museum. Even if it was only half, there would be more than 4,000 pieces. Even if they were cheaper at a few dollars per piece, it would cost hundreds of thousands to buy them all.
"This is a big deal." The curator happily began to pace around the office. Now he didn't have to sell these paintings to these foreign guests. To be honest, no one who likes cultural relics wants to sell these paintings and calligraphy abroad. These things cannot be brought back once they go abroad.
"Let's go, let's go quickly and don't keep people waiting." The curator excitedly opened the door of his office and walked quickly into the museum. This time he didn't care about the rule he set that prohibited running in the museum.
The staff behind him looked at the curator's back with pride and smiled smugly.
When Li Shengli said that he wanted to buy half of the collection, everyone around him was stunned. Where did this fool come from? This is not the way to spend money even if you have money.
Li Chengqin and Li Chengzhi didn't know what these people were looking at. Han Qiuyun also looked at Li Shengli with surprise. Then she asked Li Chengzhi to look after his younger brothers and sisters, and she quickly pulled Li Shengli to a corner where no one was.
"Shengli, what nonsense are you talking about?" Han Qiuyun reached out and wanted to touch Li Shengli's forehead to see if he had a fever. Why would he think of spending money to buy a bunch of useless calligraphy and paintings?
"I'm fine." Li Shengli couldn't help but smile proudly. He reached out and took Han Qiuyun's hand off his forehead and held it in his palm.
Han Qiuyun could not care less and just asked anxiously: "Do you know how much it would cost to buy half of it?"
Han Qiuyun's mood was up and down today. She felt heavy-hearted when she went out to worship in the morning, and she was happy when she came to visit the museum after the worship. But now that Li Shengli said he wanted to buy calligraphy and paintings, she felt no joy but only surprise.
"Wife, let me put it this way. These calligraphy and paintings are just like houses. Someone will buy them one day." Li Shengli began to tell Han Qiuyun about his plan. He was going to buy these calligraphy and paintings no matter what. The houses in the old city were relatively stable before the housing reform, but these calligraphy and paintings were different. Once you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again.
Han Qiuyun was still a little unwilling. After all, this was a large sum of money, not just one or two hundred. Now one or two hundred was nothing to Han Qiuyun.
Li Shengli began to tell her about his future plans, but Han Qiuyun was reluctant to listen. If Li Shengli only wanted to buy a few paintings, Han Qiuyun would not have any objection even if he spent several thousand yuan to buy dozens or hundreds of paintings. But Li Shengli was planning to empty his savings to buy all the calligraphy and paintings.
At this time, the two saw the staff member who had left before coming over with an older, thin old man.
Han Qiuyun is a good woman. She cannot afford to lose face for her husband in public, so after rolling her eyes at Li Shengli, she went to look for her three children, intending to settle accounts with him after Li Shengli returned home.
(End of this chapter)