Speaking of the finale of the exhibition, it is naturally the oil painting called "Sunset". His author still has no reliable research. Some people say it is the work of the Dutch painter Rubens, and some people say it is the work of Lei Ruoa, but these are all speculations. What all experts can be sure of is that the painting was made by a famous teacher. Therefore, it is such a high price.

Although he is not as good as Picasso's oil painting "The Boy with a Pipe", the painting was sold at a sky-high price of US$14.16 million, breaking the world record of painting auctions in one fell swoop and becoming the most expensive painting in the world.

It cannot even be compared with "Portrait of Doctor Gasse", "Beating Baby", "Ball at Moulin Rouge", "Beardless Self-Portrait", and "Massacre of Innocents" that occupies the top of the world's auction history, but its charm and value are undoubtedly unquestionable.

"I don't know, what kind of people will I meet at this exhibition?" Chu Yan of course was not interested in that painting. He was interested in the gallery owner, and the exact husband of the gallery owner, the Russian man who has always been hiding behind the scenes and always remained low-key.

Of course, Chu Yan would not make a rash conclusion about the true identity of the Russian. He would find a way to get in touch with this circle and then enter this circle, so as to use a reasonable identity to understand his situation. It may not be 100% rewarding, but it is definitely worth a try.

There was nothing to say that night. The next morning, after breakfast, Chu Yan and Lao Tie drove to the Diro River Gallery, located south of the downtown area of ​​Paris, France.

The gallery exhibition is in progress. The door just opened at 10 o'clock in the morning. There are relatively few people. Because Chu Yan and Lao Tie missed the opening ceremony, there are not many complicated procedures to complete. You just need to go through the metal detector and then walk in and enjoy it.

The exhibition hall of Dirohe Gallery is much more protected than Chu Yan imagined. Although it is just a private gallery, the relationships and channels behind him are strong enough. Otherwise, there would not be official police force to help maintain order. Among the crowd, there were many guests with cold expressions and sharp eyes walking back and forth.

Chu Yan was very sensitive to the fact that those people were not guests at all, but secret whistles arranged by the gallery, because even if there were many high-tech equipment to monitor, it still needed some manpower to make people feel more at ease. There was no doubt that these people in the crowd were extremely necessary. As long as any situation occurred, they would appear on the scene as soon as possible to solve and control the situation.

"Captain, if the security level here is level 5, it will reach at least level 3 and a half to level 4. The security system is customized, and the exhibition windows are also explosion-proof high-strength glass. There are also a lot of monitors, mobile cameras, motion sensors, pressure sensors, etc. The security measures of this gallery are no less relaxed than those of an ordinary intelligence organization." Although Lao Tie is not good at intelligence collection, his environmental analysis is very good. He just glances out of the corner of his eye. He opened his mouth and told the safety equipment that can be seen in the gallery.

It is amazing. These four words are not exaggerating to describe what Lao Tie saw. Although Chu Yan also knew this, his face was still calm and his eyes were very focused on admiring a painting in front of him.

Chu Yan was not familiar with the calligraphy and painting world, so he naturally didn't know the names of these masters. However, the angle of appreciation told him that the painting in front of him was very good. Although there was not too much brush and ink, the whole painting felt like it was done in one go and was very skillful.

Of course, these are all summaries made by Chu Yan from an outsider's perspective. The fact is that these masters, with their current identity and status, can no longer express the good and bad paintings simply from the technical perspective. Most of the time, the brand effect of their own name is guiding the value of painting.

Although this is a bit suspicious of despising the skills of the painter, the actual situation is just the opposite. A painter's fame requires classic works to achieve it. If you want to draw these classic works, you must have solid skills and skills. However, when you reach a certain level, the role of the skill will be weakened, and the master's name will gradually increase. This situation occurs.

"Captain, why didn't the exhibition stand open?" Chu Yan and Lao Tie leisurely admired the works in the exhibition hall. In the most conspicuous position in the exhibition hall, a booth that was completely different from other cabinets stood out under the light.

The inside of the booth is black, with a cylindrical booth base, with a slope of about 45 degrees on a height of 1.5 meters, and there is nothing above the slope. On the outside of the cylindrical, a reinforced glass cover with a thickness of more than twice that of other windows.

"If nothing unexpected happens there, it will be the booth of the painting. But because there is no painting, I don't know this." Chu Yan looked at the booth and felt a little strange. After all, the exhibition is an exhibition, and it is quite strange to place the main booth without works there.

"It seems you don't know much about this booth? It is the exclusive booth for "Sunset". However, the rule of Dirohe Gallery is that this booth only has 45 minutes to open to the public every day, and today's forty-five minutes have passed. So if you want to watch "Sunset", tomorrow will be earlier." Chu Yan and Lao Tie didn't walk together, at least they couldn't see that they were together on the surface, so this is also a precaution.

After Chu Yan stood in front of the strange booth for about a minute, a voice sounded from beside him. Chu Yan turned around and saw a woman wearing a long skirt that was not too grand and holding a black rectangular handbag in her hand.

"Oh? So that's it. No wonder when I came, I found that many people had left. You know, this was just opened." Chu Yan nodded with a smile and thanked the woman in front of him. No matter what the identity of the woman was, Chu Yan welcomed her to come and hook her up. After all, it would be a good thing to have an extra stranger to chat with at this exhibition.

"I'm Charlie, where are you?" The woman smiled generously, then stretched out her hand while introducing herself.

"Chu Yan, you can call me Chu. You all like to call us by our surnames, right?" Chu Yan also smiled and stretched out his hand. After introducing himself generously, he held his hands together, and the two strangers turned into ordinary friends.

This is the rule of social communication. There will always be some strangers entering your world, becoming your friends, or becoming your enemies. Of course, a large part of them are just soy sauce in your world and then quietly leaving.

The acquaintance between Charlie and Chu Yan is that simple, without too much thrilling, nor too many twists and turns. Of course, neither of them knows what state they will develop in the future. At present, they are just friends they just met, that's all.

"Are you Chinese?" Charlie looked at Chu Yan and couldn't help asking after hearing Chu Yan's words, because in her ears, what she heard was so pure that she could not be in pure French, without any regional accent at all. Just like an ordinary Frenchman.

"Well, I'm Chinese, I'm here for vacation and I'll go around. Today is not deliberate. What about you? Charlie, this name doesn't sound like a Frenchman's name." The chat topic between Chu Yan and Charlie opened very quickly, and Chu Yan also had a very special feeling, that seems to have known each other with Charlie a long time ago, and now he is standing together and chatting without any sense of strangeness.

"Charlie was given to me by my grandfather. My grandfather is American, but my father and mother were both born in France, and I have such a name. I am a pure Parisian person. If you don't mind, I think I can be your guide." Charlie looked at Chu Yan with a little excited. She, like Chu Yan, had a familiar feeling about Chu Yan, so she took the initiative to chat with Chu Yan.
Chapter completed!