Capítulo 1884: Chapter 1844: Christie’s Auction House
Louise was extrely fond of the painting “Eastern Castle” that Ye Qiu gifted her, yet for so reason, the more she looked at it, the more she felt an inexplicable familiarity.
Louise couldn’t understand why she had such feelings?
Although many copied works, so-called fake paintings, exist in Europe and Arica, compared to the landscape paintings from ho, these fake European and Arican paintings seem easier to distinguish.
Therefore, Louise felt that Ye Qiu wasn’t likely copying others, but still, why did she have this feeling?
She really couldn’t figure it out.
After dinner, when Ye Qiu and Liu Lingxiu went upstairs with Louise, Liu Lingxiu carefully packed away her painting to bring back when returning ho.
As for Louise’s oil painting, it hadn’t dried yet; she planned to take it back to the Gauthier Family once it dried.
While Liu Lingxiu was taking a bath, Ye Qiu was reading a book in the room, and after Liu Lingxiu finished her bath, Ye Qiu went to bathe.
Ye Qiu took his shorts to soak in warm water in the bathroom’s bathtub when he heard a knock at the door. At first, Ye Qiu thought it might be an elderly maid?
Unexpectedly, it was Louise who walked in after the door opened.
“Qiu, shall I help you with your bath?”
“No need,” Ye Qiu replied.
Louise didn’t get upset and instead started massaging Ye Qiu from the side.
While Ye Qiu was comfortably leaning in the bathtub, Louise increasingly felt that Ye Qiu was a genius, comparable only to Da Vinci of the Renaissance period.
Moreover, Louise continually felt Ye Qiu had many similarities to Da Vinci; both seed to be multi-talented and almost omnipotent.
“Qiu, I’m finding you harder to understand.”
“Why try to understand ?”
Ye Qiu, just as he was, inherently possessed a deadly allure and magnetism.
Louise had initially been shocked by the artist who created “Father and Son,” “Friday Banquet,” and “Sicily,” but found Ye Qiu even more astonishing now.
Louise adored talented people the most, and her admiration for Ye Qiu grew since she first t him.
She increasingly felt that Ye Qiu’s potential seed limitless.
Ye Qiu usually only bathed for half an hour, but unexpectedly, with Louise’s help, he stayed for an hour.
When Louise returned to her room, Ye Qiu invited Liu Lingxiu and Louise to share a room for a chat, prompting Liu Lingxiu to leave Ye Qiu’s room for Louise’s.
As for what the two won conversed about, Ye Qiu didn’t know.
Early the next morning, when Ye Qiu woke up, he freshened up and went downstairs, then headed outside for a walk alone, while Louise and Liu Lingxiu got up around half past seven.
After the three of them finished breakfast, Louise drove directly in her red BMW towards Paris.
They arrived at Christie’s auction house in Paris city center at ten in the morning, where Ye Qiu t mbers of the Gauthier Family, having already been introduced to Louise’s parents, though he didn’t know other family mbers.
While introducing Ye Qiu to mbers of the Gauthier Family, they simply nodded out of respect for Louise.
They still couldn’t comprehend why Louise would favor a yellow-skinned person?
Even though Louise’s parents seed to be very satisfied with Ye Qiu, the mbers of the Gauthier Family apparently held significant objections to a yellow-skinned person appearing in the family.
They always believed that yellow-skinned and black people were inferior, definitely not comparable to white people or even these mixed white individuals.
Ye Qiu didn’t care what they thought as he entered Christie’s auction house with Louise, Liu Lingxiu, and mbers of the Gauthier Family.
Inside the auction house, Ye Qiu and Liu Lingxiu were a bit shocked by Christie’s auction house.
This auction house had only one floor, but it was very spacious, decorated like a castle, and the height between floors was quite high, so it could accommodate many guests.
Ye Qiu, Louise, Liu Lingxiu, and mbers of the Gauthier Family sat down, and staff handed out today’s auction catalog.
Ye Qiu noticed a variety of auction items, with ancient artifacts from Huaxia being the most nurous. These artifacts were originally taken by French soldiers during the Eight-Nation Alliance and later fell into other French families’ hands, set for auction now at exorbitant prices, costing at least tens of millions in Huaxia Yuan.
Ye Qiu wasn’t very interested in these ancient artifacts as he didn’t plan to collect them.
One of the auctioned paintings was actually created in a hurry at the airport as Ye Qiu left Italy.
The oil painting was unsigned, essentially anonymous.
Experts had now verified that the painting was genuine and by the sa artist who created “Friday Banquet” and “Sicily.”
Though the identity of this artist was sought after by European and Arican artists, no one had revealed it.
Ye Qiu saw that he had originally sold it to a middle-aged man for 20 million, but now the minimum starting bid had reached 100 million Euros.
It had quintupled in such a short ti.
“Qiu, isn’t this painting great?” Louise asked.
“Not bad,” Ye Qiu replied.
To Ye Qiu, it was just ‘not bad’ since he had painted it quickly before catching a flight, and it wasn’t perfect.
However, due to its connection with the Sirio Family of the Sicilian Mafia, it had beco very valuable, hence many European tycoons and nurous Mafia families were eager to obtain it.
Father and Son?
Why was it nad Father and Son?
It was indeed a father and son, and it seed that both had passed away.
This Sirio young master originally had a great chance to beco the next Godfather, but unexpectedly died; hence, many artists, wealthy individuals, and even museums wanted to buy it for their collections.
Seeing Ye Qiu’s disdainful gaze, mbers of the Gauthier Family were surprised.
Isn’t this oil painting shocking enough?
Today’s auction was scheduled for half past ten in the morning, so many guests, experts, television stations, reporters, and others attended for the live auction.
One could say that such a shocking auction was a once-in-a-lifeti experience for Ye Qiu and Liu Lingxiu.
Eventually, people might find that money isn’t really money to the rich; instead, it’s rely so numbers.
“Qiu, do you have any favorite artwork?” Louise asked.
Ye Qiu shook his head and said, “None at all.”
Based on the Soul Consciousness Ye Qiu absorbed, he could discern a lot from these ancient artifacts with just a glance, and he wasn’t intrigued by this batch.
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