Chapter 334 - GH Gallery (2) – Part 1
Chapter 334: GH Gallery (2) – Part 1
The art gallery director in Shanghai—Deng Jufen—brought a tea. She said it was an exclusive tea, which was called Longjing Tea.
“This tea was harvested during the Ching Ming Festival, and it’s hard to find in the market. Please enjoy.”
The Longjing Tea was served in a traditional Chinese teacup with a blue dragon painting on it.
“It tastes really good.”
Gun-Ho knew how to enjoy Chinese teas because he used to drink a lot of tea when he stayed in China years ago. Deng Jufen filled up Gun-Ho’s tea again with a smile. She continued to talk while having her tea,
“Have you brought your art exhibition plan by any chance?”
“Of course, we have.”
President Jeong-Sook Shin pulled out her art exhibition plan from her bag. It was written in English. President Shin initially prepared the plan in Korean, and then Gun-Ho’s secretary—Ms. Yeon-Soo Oh—translated it in English. President Shin actually had sent the draft of this plan to Gun-Ho earlier, but Gun-Ho didn’t even bother reading it until now.
“This art exhibition plan is written in English. Is that okay with you?”
“Of course. I used to give a lecture to students in English when I stayed in the U.S. as an exchange professor. I have no problem with reading a document in English.”
Deng Jufen smiled as she lifted up her glasses. Since the art gallery director’s last name was Deng, Gun-Ho was wondering if she was related to Deng Xiaoping. Deng Xiaoping was the politician who had opened China to the global market.
“Good.”
The first word that Deng Jufen blurted out after scanning President Shin’s art exhibition plan was, “Good.”
“For your art exhibition on Chinese young artists’ avant-garde arts, GH Media doesn’t have to contact each artist. I will liaise between the artists and GH Media. Our Shanghai Contemporary Art Gallery has an artist exhibition agreement for those five artists already. Also, we have the power of attorney signed by them in order to act on their behalf in their art exhibition abroad.”
“Oh, really?”
“Many artists choose to have a beard. It looks cool, but the main reason we keep our beard is because it makes our lives easier that way. We just let it grow because we are usually so concentrated on working on our art and forget to shave.”
Everyone that evening drank a lot. The business deal was successful for both parties, and they were all hopeful about the upcoming art exhibition. They eventually emptied three bottles of Maotai.
Seukang Li, who was sitting next to Gun-Ho, asked him,
“Have you thought of acquiring a production company of soap operas?”
“I’ve given some thought to it, but I haven’t decided yet since I have so many things going on right now.”
“No rush, friend. Some competent young people in China, who used to work in a broadcasting station, open their own production company, and it is common that they encounter acute financial difficulties at the beginning of their new business. One of the reasons is China’s high labor cost. I want to help them in a way where an investor makes money and I…”
“You what?”
“I want the Chinese soap operas field to develop greatly just like Korea’s, so we can export them to other countries too. Our country has a 5000-year history, and I want the world to learn about it through Chinese soap operas. However, since we are a socialist country, it’s not easy to find a soap opera writer who has a liberal mind to write a fun and easy-watching soap opera.”
And then Seukang Li burped.