Skynet Architect

Si Fan smiled at his buddies in the Middle East. The Beijing movies that this guy talked about made him feel a little better.

"Dude, you're just kidding. You can buy a good oil painting by a modern master for $50,000. Why bother to pursue a replica, maybe it was industrially copied!" Obviously love oil painting.

Or he just loves painting.

"This is not comparable to industrial reproductions. Modern technology is unable to complete the reproduction of oil paintings of this level. Although I don't have the original painting for comparison, but from an artistic point of view, this painting is perfect. If anyone can make a hundred copies for me that are exactly the same, I am willing to pay $50,000!" The Middle Eastern buddies said confidently.

The people passing by all looked at it with disdain. Even Si Fan, who was on the opposite side, just sucked his teeth. Even if this guy was tied to 50,000 U.S. dollars, the price would be the same if he opened his mouth and shut his mouth, no matter how much he had.

"I guess you won't be able to buy it at this price. You can only take a good look here, and besides, they may not be willing to sell it." Si Fan said persuasively.

The buddies didn't care at all: "I'm here to learn, as long as I can learn something here, that's fine!"

After finishing speaking, the buddies in the Middle East chatted slowly with Si Fan. Gradually walked to the hall of the exhibition.

The two of them chatted happily along the way, and Si Fan also got to know this buddy from the Middle East who was obsessed with paintings.

His name is Ahmed. As for the long list of names after that, Si Fan really can't remember. This guy is actually a prince, and he is the second prince. I like painting and calligraphy, and I am addicted to painting and calligraphy almost all day long.

This also led to him who should have been studying at school now studying art and participating in various art exhibitions almost every day.

Due to his status, the status of a second prince allows him to enter almost any art exhibition without any hindrance, and he has really seen many famous paintings.

Of course, there are some things that made him complain: "I have participated in countless art exhibitions in your country, and some of the works are already master-level works, but most of them are not as good as those drawn by a primary school student! The results can still be published. The art exhibition really made me feel unbelievable."

He was a little dumbfounded when he said it.

Of course, Si Fan also knows that a group of people in the country have become rich in the past few years, and there are really too many tricks. It is said that the usage rate of the Golden Hall in Vienna used to be less than 10% a year, but now it is rented almost every day.

It costs 70,000 to 100,000 euros a day, and these local tyrants hold various concerts in it. There are even concerts by square dancing aunts, and concerts by elementary school students' choirs.

Every time Si Fan saw these things, he felt dumbfounded and sad.

I guess others are still laughing when they are making money, right?

"Hey! I can't say these things. I'm still curious that you, a prince, don't live the life of a prince in your own country. You have nothing to do with molesting civilian girls, buying luxury cars! What are you doing here?" Si Fan was a little curious.

I am afraid that any ordinary person is full of curiosity about the prince of a country.

Countless people have a picture of Prince Charming appearing in their minds, but Si Fan still feels sad for those women when he looks at the image of this buddy next to him, you are all thinking too much. A prince doesn't have to be handsome, and he doesn't have to ride a white horse.

The two of them quickly entered the exhibition hall. On the wide wall in front of them, the works of those painters were already hung on top of the original paintings. There were sculptures in the corners, and even small sculptures were placed on some display cabinets.

This time it is not necessarily a simple art exhibition, but a comprehensive exhibition. The name of the art exhibition is hung outside because there is a special art exhibition on the second floor here, so it is named so.

All kinds of sculptures made Si Fan dumbfounded. He knew how these people made money. Because these carvings are mostly jadeite and jade carvings, the price of carving such a small carving is at least tens of thousands, and at most hundreds of thousands.

And the rest are the best of them all.

The two walked slowly through the exhibits for half a day, and the prince next to him seemed to have just breathed out.

"Oh! There is no way, our country is poor! You see, Dubai is very rich now, but our country has no roommates. We can only rely on fishing, agriculture and simple light industry to survive. How can we spend so much money? Let me tell you the truth now, for the tuition fee of 50,000 US dollars, if I bought that painting just now, I probably have to go out to serve the dishes." Ahmed said a little distressed.

It was only then that Si Fan realized that sometimes Middle Eastern countries may not all be full of local tyrants, they may also be poor. For example, Ahmed in front of him is an emirate of the United Arab Emirates, but Dubai used to rely on oil! After making a fortune, he transformed into the world's top tourism, and now he is making countless money.

Looking at them again, the life of the 200,000 people in the country is still the life of poor and lower-middle peasants. Although fishery and agriculture can guarantee food and ordinary life, which is much better than that of African black uncles, their life is still not so good.

Si Fan listened to his words, and his heart was turbulent. People in this country depended on other people's funding to live. The country's trading market was donated by other countries, the hospital was donated by other countries, and the roads were built by the big brothers nearby. By the way, pay him to fix it.

Even the ports are sponsored by others.

There is also a museum among them, which is a gift from Huaxia.

This made Si Fan feel weird, feeling that your country is all living on gifts from others.

The life of donating is not so easy, how can I have money and a strong body. Besides, people don't care if you starve to death, but they don't care about your extravagant life.

Si Fan also felt a little sad for them. This is simply taking the lifeblood of the country in the hands of others.

After listening for a long time, Prince Ahmed finally revealed the real purpose of coming here today.

"Actually, I came here this time to see if I can meet the real boss of the Oriental Empire Company in this art exhibition. It is said that Song Yang is very close to him. I want to invite him to invest in our country and give him the greatest investment." The help from the whole country, the support from the whole country, just help us solve the employment problem.” Prince Ahmed finally revealed the real purpose of the trip.

Si Fan was really confused! He never thought that there would be such a domineering reason? Don't you really know who you chatted with for a long time?

"Then did you find it?" Si Fan finally asked curiously. (To be continued.)