552: C552 Dong Zhi-shan's Request

C552 Dong Zhi-shan's Request

As expected of a rich person from the New Kingdom, Dong Zhishang stayed at the well-known Hilton Hotel, located not far away from where the 75th Golden Globe Awards were held.

As soon as they entered the Hilton Hotel, a beautiful manager immediately came to greet them, respectfully serving them.

Very soon, Zhou Yi also heard from Dong Zhishang that the famous Hilton Yilin Hotel had a stake in the Dong Family.

It was for this reason that he stayed here, not in any other hotel.

After finding a quiet place to drink, the two of them sat down facing each other.

"Mr Zhou, the reason why I'm so anxious to find you is because I want to apologize to you. I was too rash yesterday. Also, I want to discuss some experiences regarding antiques collection with you." After expressing his apology, Dong Zhishang went straight to the point.

Zhou Yi laughed. He could feel that Dong Zhishang really liked art collection.

Moreover, he had repeatedly persuaded her yesterday because he was worried that she would suffer a loss.

At least, the starting point was good.

Therefore, Zhou Yi didn't try to hide it anymore, and said bluntly, "Mr. Dong, to be honest, I don't know anything about antiques collection. Yesterday you saw it, I bought it all because of my taste, it was totally a random bid."

What he meant was that the small cauldron that he had auctioned off at the end was, of course, not worth in the eyes of others. In Zhou Yi's eyes, fifty million was worth it.

Dong Zhishang was obviously stunned for a moment, and then gently nodded his head, sighing with emotion: "I understand! "Since Mr Zhou has already played with the collection to such an extent, I guess the fun will be reduced by a lot."

Zhou Yi obviously did not expect Dong Zhishang to have such a thought. He was speechless, but he did not give any more explanations. He simply agreed.

"Mr Zhou, I also like the works of modern Chinese painters. Qi Baishi's prawns, Zhang Daqian's monkey, Li Kuo's cow, Xu Beihong's horse, Huang Zang's donkey, Li Kushan's eagle … "

Speaking to this, Dong Zhishang suddenly paused and followed up, "Mr Zhou, I have a presumptuous request, I don't know if I have the chance to see the collection you made last night, to broaden my horizons."

Zhou Yi had already guessed Dong Zhishang's intention. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but Mr. Dong might not know that the Chinese art pieces I bought have already been shipped back to my hometown and are ready to entrust my friends to give them to the local museum."

"Ah!" Dong Zhishang exclaimed.

Then he reacted and said apologetically, "Sorry, I lost my composure."

Zhou Yi chuckled, as if he didn't care.

Raising his thumb, Dong Zhishang could not help but exclaim in admiration, "Such extravagant work, how generous!" Millions of dollars worth of collection... Right, is Mr Zhou's last collection also going to be donated to the country? "

"No, I'm going to collect that one myself. After all, it's quite expensive and has a special meaning to it, isn't it?"

"Indeed." Dong Zhishang nodded with a smile. A collection worth 50 million, how could it have any special meaning!

"To tell you the truth, when you told me the truth just now, I wanted to ask Mr Zhou if he could be forsaken. "Because my father is also very fond of collecting things, and next month is his birthday. I wanted to give him a present, but unfortunately, I couldn't find a suitable one."

"My father has always been a philanthropist. He hopes to return the precious works of art that China has lost overseas. If possible, I have a presumptuous request. "

Zhou Yi's brows twitched as he raised his hand to signal Mr. Dong, "Mr. Dong, please speak your mind."

"I want to donate a portion of Chinese art to the country on my father's 80th birthday. If possible, I hope that we can donate some together with Mr Zhou's batch of Chinese art. If we can gather some patriotic overseas Chinese, then it will be even more meaningful."

With that, Dong Zhishang looked at Zhou Yi with anticipation.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi agreed without a second thought. Since it was a gift anyway, it didn't matter if he sent them off earlier or later.

He was just casually doing it and didn't want to waste any time on it. Right now, someone was coming out to take over. This was good news for him.

Of course, Dong Zhishang also tactfully indicated that he was actually a bit worried about the fate of these precious Chinese art pieces.

Rather than donating to a local museum, they decided to pay for a large private museum.2

After all, due to some unspeakable reasons, a portion of the museum staff members had sold off their personal belongings in the early years, thus causing them to do a lot of shady business.

No wonder an overseas Chinese like Dong Zhishang was so worried.

However, Zhou Yi had never thought about the establishment of a private museum.

Now that he had a rich Chinese like Dong Zhishang to offer, he was slightly tempted.

For him, money was not a problem.

Since even a Chinese overseas like Dong Zhishang had this kind of idea, he had no reason to reject it and agreed to it.

Dong Zhishang obviously really liked these. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so knowledgeable and so passionate.

In order to express his gratitude, Wu invited Zhou Yi and Luo Yiming to have a three-star meal of Michelin, which is famous in Beverly Hills.

After eating his fill, Dong Zhishang solemnly handed a gold-plated business card to Zhou Yi, inviting him to attend his father's eightieth birthday half a month later.

At this moment, a young woman in a professional OL suit with a skirt that fell to her thighs, revealing her sexy and pure white thighs, walked up to Dong Zhishang, leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

After hearing what the woman said, Dong Zhishang looked at Zhou Yi and said with a smile, "Mr Zhou, a few friends are going to play golf together. It's just half a mountain golf course. Are you interested in going there to play?"

Golf?

Abroad, tennis, bowling, Sloch and golf are known as the Four Nobility Games.

The main reason why they were called aristocratic movements was because they demanded a higher level of space and equipment, so their consumption of them was not low.

The highest of these is golf, which costs thousands of dollars for a branded club.

Zhou Yi had heard of this sport of burning money, but he had never played with it before.

Hearing Zhou Yi's invitation, Zhou Yi frowned.

He had so many things to do that he didn't want to waste time on such a thing.

Next, he had to do some development work for Heaven's Initiation. He also had to go to the Heaven's Initiation's secret laboratory to do some work. This would take a lot of his time.

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