Chapter 0631 – Sketch Manuscripts (II)

Zhuang Rui didn’t know why Reynolds didn’t discover these sketches, because when Zhuang Rui took out these sketches, it was easy to all distinguish the level of the paintings on the dozens of sketches on the sketching paper, which was much higher than the level of old Reynolds’ paintings.

“Thirty-two sheets.”

Carefully checking those black and white sketches, Zhuang Rui couldn’t help but feel excited, because he even saw one of Picasso’s autographs on a sketch, although the font was scribbled, Zhuang Rui still recognized it.

However, after seeing this sketch, Zhuang Rui’s heart also lifted up, because he was afraid that Reynolds had also found Picasso’s signature, in that case, his own thoughts of picking up the pieces would not have to be thought of anymore.

“Mr. Reynolds, I wonder how do you plan to sell these paintings?”

After Zhuang Rui confused Picasso’s three dozen sketches, among the many old Reynolds’ works, he turned his face to Reynolds, who was sitting in the outer room waiting.

“What price can you offer for this …… Mr. Zhuang?”

Raynor, who was just now saying that as a souvenir of his grandfather is not for sale, at this time puts on an appearance of a treacherous businessman.

Just Renault did not know that his grandfather had once been gifted dozens of sketches by Picasso, and the only one who knew about it was his father, but more than ten years ago, Renault’s father went to see his grandfather because of a plane crash, and these sketches, which had been left in that kraft envelope, sealed to this day.

“These drawings of your grandfather’s are of great help to me in my study of the art of foreign painting, I think, let’s put it this way! Inside this box of paintings, I’ll take a stack at random and pay you twenty thousand euros, do you think this is okay?”

Zhuang Rui considered for a while and gave Renault an answer, he didn’t want to count by the sheet, otherwise when checking, maybe it would be Renault found those Picasso’s sketch drafts which were completely different from the old Renault.

After hearing Zhuang Rui’s offer, Reynolds stood there and contemplated for a while, raised his head and said, “Twenty thousand euros, Mr. Zhuang, you have to know, these can be my grandfather’s works, each sketch, like my grandfather’s children, this price ……”

“Shit, your grandfather has your grandson like this is enough, grandma, here a few boxes have tens of thousands of sketches, your grandmother gave birth to so many?”

Zhuang Rui didn’t have the good sense to curse in his heart, but he knew very well that this was just a means for Renault to bargain.

“Thirty thousand euros for a hundred sketches, Mr. Reynolds, you have to know that if your grandfather wasn’t a friend of Picasso’s, I wouldn’t have offered this kind of price.”

Zhuang Rui said slowly, and showed an attitude that I will leave immediately if you don’t sell.

“Well, I think thirty thousand euros fits my grandfather’s value now, Mr. Zhuang, you can pick.”

Reynolds can also see, thirty thousand euros should be Zhuang Rui’s bottom price, if you go on, maybe today is a basket of water, so very quickly nodded his head and agreed.

In fact, Zhuang Rui’s first price is not low, 20,000 euros, enough to buy a rising star in Paris oil paintings, just adhering to the habit of doing business, Reynolds raised the price in passing only.

Zhuang Rui heard Renault’s words, the heart secretly happy, on the surface is not show, in the box of the manuscripts of the rummage up, seems to be very randomly take out a sheet of manuscripts, in fact, it is the thirty-two Picasso’s sketches, all are hidden into them.

These sketches in the box, basically use the same sketch paper, and all are octavo and quarto, unless a careful inspection, otherwise from the outside alone, can not see any difference.

Zhuang Rui patted the stack of sketches held in his left hand with great force, looked at Renault and asked, “There are a total of one hundred, Mr. Renault, would you like to inspect them?”

While asking this, Zhuang Rui’s heart was also lifted, if Renault really inspected one sheet at a time, then he would definitely see the clues, his bet was that Renault had seen these sketches before and would not inspect them again.

“Oh, no need, Mr. Zhuang, I don’t know how you will pay? Is it by credit card or cash?”

As Zhuang Rui thought, these boxes of sketches and oil paintings, are Renault hand sorted, since it has been sold, of course, Renault is too lazy to check again, and now he is most concerned about how to get the 30,000 euros that belong to him?

Looking at the hands of this thick stack of manuscripts, Zhuang Rui forced himself to suppress the excitement of the heart, said: “Brush card! Let’s go back to your store?”

Reynolds shrugged at his words and said, “There’s no way, then we can only go back to the store, I’ll find something to mount these sketches for you first!”

While speaking, Reynolds looked for a canvas bag for the drawing board from the corner and handed it to Zhuang Rui, after Zhuang Rui carefully put the sketches in it, he zipped it up and carried the bag to his shoulder, until now, Zhuang Rui’s heart was considered to be completely put down.

“Xuan Bing, I’m sorry for making you wait so long.”

After coming out from the small room in the basement, Zhuang Rui pulled Qin Xuan Bing’s hand with some guilt, originally this day was to accompany her for shopping, who knows that in the end it still turned into his own Taobao trip.

“What to say? I’m just happy to be with you.”

Qin Xuan Bing pretended to be annoyed and twisted around Zhuang Rui’s waist, but then saw the drawing board bag behind him, and couldn’t help but curiously ask: “What is it that you bought here? How much did it cost?”

Qin Xuan Bing had just been reading a book introducing classical European jewelry and had never paid attention to Zhuang Rui’s dealings with Reynolds, which is why she had asked this question.

“It’s a sketch of Mr. Renault’s grandfather, it’s a great help for me to study European art, go back and take it to you.”

Zhuang Rui looked at Reynolds who was walking in front of him, and vaguely explained to Qin Xuan Bing in Chinese, he didn’t dare to say too much, who knows if Reynolds would listen to Chinese?

Qin Xuan Bing some strange look at Zhuang Rui a glance, she is on their own this prospective husband is a very good understanding, if there is no benefit, Zhuang Rui easily will not go out, I think those sketches must be some odd places.

After returning to Renault’s handicraft store, Zhuang Rui took out his card and swiped 30,000 euros in the past, then refused Renault’s request to let him take a look at what he liked, and took Qin Xuanbing to leave the quiet street.

“Haha, get rich!”

As soon as he entered the hotel room, Zhuang Rui kicked the door shut with his heel, and as soon as he did, he picked Qin Xuan Bing up by the waist, and excitedly kissed Qin Xuan Bing’s red and tender lips.

“Well …… well well …… let go, suffocated me, darling, in the end what is so excited ah?”

Qin Xuan Bing was kissed by Zhuang Rui some gasping for breath, easily pushed away Zhuang Rui, some puzzled asked, not just bought a few sketches and a bronze mirror? As to be so happy?

“Let’s talk later, I can’t hold my breath.”

Zhuang Rui has long been made apathetic by Qin Xuan Bing’s body fragrance, at this time, he has already hugged Qin Xuan Bing to the bed, his hands sent forward, his body then pounced on it (2000 words are omitted here).

“Okay, tell me, why so excited?”

Half an hour later, clouds and rain, Qin Xuan Bing put a long hair pulled to the back of the head, stretch out as white as jade white arm, embraced Zhuang Rui, she can feel, Zhuang Rui today especially exuberant, needless to say, must be he pawed to what precious thing.

“Hey hey, today we also came to a foreign country to do a robber!”

Zhuang Rui’s pair of big hands, not yet exhausted in Qin Xuan Bing body wandering, occasionally touching some sensitive places, will attract Qin Xuan Bing a burst of petulant voice.

“Look at you happy, as if that drawing is Van Gogh’s like?”

Qin Xuan Bing gave Zhuang Rui a glance, suddenly grabbed Zhuang Rui’s wrist with her hand, because she felt Zhuang Rui’s right hand was very dishonestly touching towards the muddy place on her lower body, now Qin Xuan Bing can’t help but flogging.

“Haha, there is no Van Gogh’s, but there is Picasso’s.”

Zhuang Rui retracted his hand, ruthlessly pinched Qin Xuan Bing’s towering breasts, then jumped up from the bed, naked and picked up the canvas bag that was just thrown on the ground.

Qin Xuan Bing, at the beginning, being filled with Zhuang Rui’s body that was full of male masculinity, shyly shrunk her head into the quilt, but after seeing Zhuang Rui take the canvas bag and go up to the bed, she also couldn’t help the curiosity in her heart, took the robe that was placed at the bedside and put it on, and sat up her body.

“It’s better to get up and read it! Don’t spoil these sketches.”

Zhuang Rui thought for a moment, also put on his robe, took the bag and walked to the sofa, placing the thick stack of sketches on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa.

“This one is Picasso’s, this one is not ……”

Zhuang Rui rummaged out a pair of white gloves used for identifying cultural relics from his suitcase, and began to organize Picasso’s sketches, for him, this job was exceptionally simple, only needing to distinguish whether or not there was an aura present inside.

“Bah, rascal!”

Suddenly, Qin Xuan Bing who was sitting next to Zhuang Rui saw a sketch and spat, hearing Zhuang Rui puzzled, he turned his face to the painting in his hand and couldn’t help but laugh.

“Xuan Bing, you also stayed abroad, even this also resist?”

Zhuang Rui while laughing and poking fun at Qin Xuan Bing, this sketch is a woman’s full nude like, that plump breasts, slender waist, mysterious dark triangle, all by the author of the millimeters present in the painting, even the facial expression is to see clearly.

“Not to resist, but Picasso is a big rascal, you can’t learn from him!”

Qin Xuan Bing stayed in London and Paris for several years, how could she not know Picasso’s person? She knew even more than Zhuang Rui.

“Honey, this is art! Could it be that this one won’t let me see it either? Fine! Then I’ll put this one away.”

Seeing Qin Xuan Bing’s resolute attitude, Zhuang Rui dispelled the idea of comparing the differences between Chinese and foreign women.