Krypton Gold Makes Me Super God

Chapter 108 Wedding Photos (3)

"Who doesn't want to marry you? Don't confuse people!"

Qin Nuanyu pinched Yang Xiaofan's soft waist.

Yang Xiaofan first took a breath of cold air, then hugged Qin Nuanyu and rubbed her neck hard.

"Squad leader, don't think too much. You are mine. It doesn't matter whether you go to bed early or late. Besides, you already have a baby. What is there to be shy about?"

"If you do this, I will be embarrassed to talk to Xiaoqing and Xiaoyun tomorrow."

"No, you just need to learn from me and be thick-skinned."

Qin Nuanyu finally couldn't stand up to Yang Xiaofan's shamelessness and acquiesced to letting him stay in the room.

Not long after, the real estate manager at noon sent several documents via WeChat, all of which were copywriting and design drawings prepared by the decoration company.

It can be seen that they worked overtime and put aside all other tasks to rush the manuscript.

Although it was sloppy, it showed that all the skills inherited from ancestors were brought into play.

Various designs can be regarded as keeping up with fashion trends.

Yang Xiaofan and Qin Nuanyu referred to it together and finally decided on a design inspiration of a dragon and a phoenix, and then submitted it to each other.

"Just follow this design."

"No problem. I'll ask them to arrange for someone to start the renovation immediately. I'll make a report on all the materials and funds for you later."

"Okay, after the deal is done, you won't lose the money I promised you."

"Thank you Mr. Yang."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaofan talked to Qin Nuanyu about another issue.

"Do you have any idea about taking wedding photos?"

Qin Nuanyu thought about it.

"In fact, I had really thought about holding a very romantic wedding and taking beautiful wedding photos before. However, after I really met the person I like, these things seem to become less important. As long as I marry you, I don't care even if there is no wedding dress. So, I will listen to you in everything."

Yang Xiaofan gently stroked Qin Nuanyu's little head.

"You can refuse, but I can't refuse. Just like my dad said, no matter what your family is like, if we want to marry you, we have to marry you in a grand manner. I'll find a way to take care of the wedding photos, you go to sleep first."

"Yeah. Don't stay up too late."

"Don't worry, I will definitely give all my energy to you until ten months later, hehehe..."

Qin Nuanyu's face turned slightly red and she couldn't help but spit.

"Deadly."

Yang Xiaofan shamelessly bit her on the face, took his cell phone, ran downstairs quickly, and went outside to the car to make a call.

"Hey, Fatty, it's me, Xiaofan."

The call he made was to Gu Hao.

Gu Hao is now in charge of the auction house's business, and meets countless wealthy people from all over the country every day.

Among them, there must be someone who specializes in wedding photography.

"Xiao Fan, why are you looking for me so late at night?"

"I want to ask you something. Among the wealthy people you know, are there any that specialize in wedding photography? I want the best ones. Don't tell me about ordinary small wedding photography companies."

"Of course there are. When wealthy people get married, they always find high-end wedding photography companies. Sometimes, a set of wedding photos may cost millions, or even tens of millions. The tourist attractions they visit are also extraordinary. There are many places that ordinary people are not qualified to go to."

"Then please help me contact the best one. Give him my contact information before noon tomorrow. I want to talk to the other party in person."

"No problem. Also, since you called me, I have something to tell you."

"You said."

"You should also know that your traffic has been increasing dramatically recently, so your worth is also increasing, and along with it, the value of your paintings is also increasing."

"In order to increase the value of your paintings, I have reduced the number of paintings auctioned each day. Now, it has been reduced from several paintings to five paintings per day."

"Although the number of auctions has decreased, the money has not decreased at all. The price of each painting has increased from the original average price of more than 20 million to more than 40 million. It has doubled. This is even more eye-catching. Now there are more and more people buying paintings."

After a little thought, Yang Xiaofan understood the reason.

Scarcity makes things valuable, and coupled with the continuous appreciation of one's status, the value of the paintings has also increased.

"You've done a great job, but even so, sooner or later there will be a day of saturation. If you have too many paintings, they will be worthless. After all, there are only so many rich people in the country, and there is no point in having too many."

"I have already thought about this. Your value will surely increase again in the future. Then, we will reduce the number of auctions until we have one painting per day. By then, it won't be a problem for a painting to be worth 100 million."

"After a while, you will announce your retirement. From now on, the number of paintings you have will be fixed, and the value will definitely continue to appreciate. After all, this kind of thing is not something of actual value. After this period of craze, the popularity may decline and the number of buyers will decrease. But by then, you will not be able to make money from selling paintings for the rest of your life."

Yang Xiaofan smiled slightly.

"That's not necessarily true. After harvesting the local tycoons in China, there are still the foreign tycoons."

"Foreigners are not that interested in our Chinese paintings. Our cultures are different."

"What if I paint in oil?"

".."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a full ten seconds, and then Gu Hao suddenly burst out with a swear word.

"Yang Xiaofan, damn it! How many skills do you still have that you haven't used yet? We have lived together for more than a year, how come I never realized that you have so many skills?"

It would be fine if he could just paint in Chinese, but he could also paint in oils!

You know, these are two completely different fields. Although they are both painting, the degree of difficulty is very different!
An ordinary person, even if he spent his whole life, might not be able to learn even one of them to Yang Xiaofan's level. However, Yang Xiaofan has raised two different fields to the master level. This is fucking weird.

Yang Xiaofan coughed lightly.

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile. Am I not lowering myself to be friends with you? Just think about it, if I had shown off my amazing painting skills from the beginning, would we have had so much in common? Wouldn't you be flattering me every day?"

"That's true. I'll forgive you then. But when you go back to northern Jiangsu, you have to treat me to a drink to make up for my hurt heart."

"I'm afraid you don't have time to drink, so I'll give you a raise this month."

"make a deal!"

(End of this chapter)