Behind him is a blond white lady, about forty years old, wearing a professional attire. It can be seen from the breastplate that this is a MOMA staff member.
"Madam, did you call me? We don't seem to know each other!"
Ye Tian looked back at the other person, then pointed at himself and asked in surprise.
"Yes! Mr. Steven, we did not meet each other, but I know you, let introduce myself, my name is Grace, I am the secretary of Curator Julian, welcome to MOMA!"
The white lady behind him introduced herself and was very polite.
"Nice to meet you, Ms. Grace, you are so beautiful! What can I do?"
Ye Tian said politely and shook hands with the other party at the same time.
"Thank you for your compliment! It is not me who is looking for you, but Mr. Julian, the curator of our museum. He came to the exhibition hall around 9:30 and happened to see you.
At that time, you were admiring the artwork and you were very focused, so he didn't bother you. He didn't let me call you until now. He wants to invite you to the office and say there is something to discuss, can you? Mr. Steven!"
Grace explained the reason and then sent out an invitation.
Hearing these words, Ye Tian was suddenly stunned.
He was appreciating artworks. At half past nine, he was absorbing spiritual power from those top artworks and enjoying the hearty pleasure. Of course, he was very focused!
As for why Julian invited himself to the office, Ye Tian knew even better.
MOMA has two stolen top art works in the hands of Thompson's gang, each of which is very valuable. Yesterday afternoon, Julian has seen two stolen art videos.
Seeing him here at this moment, is there any reason to miss it?
In the original plan, Julian should go to the Rockefeller Building today and wait in the company conference room for some torment. Whoever wants to run into it here is lucky for this old guy!
"Of course, I also want to see Mr. Julian, let's go now!"
Ye Tian smiled and nodded and said, accepting the other party's invitation.
"Thank you, Mr. Steven, please come with me!"
After speaking, Grace took Ye Tian to the stairs.
The MOMA office area is in a high-rise building next to it. Although the two buildings are connected together, they also need to leave the exhibition hall.
Julian is a white man in his sixties and a distant relative of the Rockefeller family. He has a little blood relationship. This should be one of the reasons why he became the curator of MOMA.
The more important reason is that he is a well-known art appraisal expert, especially in the field of modern art, he can be called an authority figure and he has an outstanding reputation!
The management ability is also quite outstanding. Under his leadership, MOMA has made great progress in recent years. The results are obvious to all. Everyone has to give it a thumbs up and praise!
Ye Tian and this celebrity in the city have known each other for a long time. Julian appeared at the Sotheby's auction site just after the New York autumn auction season and competed for Ye Tian's several top artworks.
But unfortunately, he still failed in the end. He lost to those billionaires with a lot of dollars in their pockets and he could only return in anguish!
Because everyone has known each other a long time ago, they aren't not so many polites.
After a few greetings and asking Secretary Grace to leave the office, Julian went straight to the subject.
"Steven, can you tell me the exact location of the two stolen top artworks? Who are those international art thieves? In which city? Could they be in the United States?
The two stolen top artworks belong to MOMA's collection, we must recover them! Since the theft happened in 2010, we have never given up on tracing, but unfortunately there has been no gain!
Surprisingly, you found them. It's amazing! This is the best news I have heard recently. I hope you can tell me the relevant information to bring those two top artworks back to MOMA!"
"I'm very sorry, Julian, I'm going to disappoint you. I can't tell you the relevant information for the time being. I can understand your desire to retrieve the stolen artwork, but it is conditional.
I am a professional treasure hunter. Treasure hunting is my business. Since it is a business, it should be profitable. You should listen to my requirements first and then we can talk about it...."
Ye Tian shook his head and rejected the opponent and then began to show his ambition.
As he narrated, the smile and expectation on Julian's face quickly disappeared and in a blink of an eye he was replaced by horror and anger.
After saying a few words, the old man was already full of anger, clenched his fists, wishing to throw his fists to smash the hateful smiling face on the opposite side and only then would he be relieved!
Fortunately, his self-control is not bad and he also understands that he is not opponent of the bastard opposite, forcibly suppressed his anger and did not explode temporarily!
It took about five minutes before Ye Tian finished speaking.
He briefly introduced the gang of art thieves and also made very clear conditions. In addition to offering a reward, he must get one of the stolen artworks.
At the same time, he also warned Julian not to act rashly! Secretly chasing down these art thieves, it will only startle the snake, with disastrous consequences! No one can bear it!
After speaking, he smiled at Julian, looking forward to the answer.
"boom!"
Julian slammed his palm on the desk in anger and the voice sounded very scary, which made people worry about him, whether he would take a palm comminuted fracture!
In the next moment, he pushed aside the chair and stood up, his eyes rounded and roared:
"You want to get one of the stolen works of art! It's simply outrageous, absolutely impossible! Steven, you are really the cruel and most greedy bastard I have ever seen, this is a looting!"
"Don't worry, Julian, don't be so angry! Both you and I know the probability of the stolen artwork being recovered, the low is almost negligible!
However, I can increase this probability to 50% and it is very stable. From this point of view, do you still think my request is excessive?"
Ye Tian simply ignored the other party's anger, still maintaining a bright smile.
"You are taking advantage of the fire! I must remind you that these two stolen works of art have been registered in the catalogue of stolen antique works of art and they cannot be circulated on the market at all.
In addition, this theft is under the jurisdiction of the FBI's art crime team. They have been following up on this case. I think you don't want to be found by FBI agents. That would be very troublesome!"
"Julian, you and I all understand that the antique art market is divided into black and white and the circulation channels for stolen antique art have always existed and are very smooth.
As for the FBI art crime team, don't worry, I've already met those guys before you and they don't know more than you!"
"What!"
Julian exclaimed, directly dumbfounded.
This damn bastard, he thought about everything, it's no use for him! The FBI guys are just a bunch of idiots! No use at all!
Seeing his dull look, Ye Tian couldn't help but chuckle.
"Although only two stolen works of art from MOMA were found, as far as I know, in the 10-year theft, MOMA was stolen not only two top art works, but four!
If unsurprisingly, the other two top art works have been sold by these art thieves, as long as this case is solved successfully, there should be no problem in recovering the other two famous paintings.
I don't mean to get involved in the other two famous paintings, as long as there is a reward. In this way, you can get back three stolen artworks, the ratio has reached 75%, what a good deal!"
Hearing this, Julian's eyes suddenly brightened, his anger subsided a lot and the look in Ye Tian's eyes became a little milder! No longer feel like killing his enemy!
This bastard said some truth, as long as they caught those art thieves and found the other two famous paintings that were stolen, it didn't seem to be too difficult!
But at the thought of Ye Tian taking away a top-class painting, Julian still felt distressed and couldn't make this determination.
There is a door!
From the color of surprise that flashed in Julian's eyes and the ever-changing expression, Ye Tian immediately confirmed that the old man on the opposite side was a little moved!
Just add more stuff! Maybe it can be won in one fell swoop.
Thinking of this, Ye Tian said immediately:
"Julian, I'm a professional treasure hunter, with the purpose of making money, not a collector. I will sell most of the antique works of art I get through auctions and convert them into U.S. dollars.
If you really don't want to give up the famous painting that you gave me, you can participate in the auction, take the famous painting at the auction venue and bring it back to MOMA. Isn't that happy for everyone!"
"It's easy to say, they are all top famous paintings, each worth at least 15 million US dollars. How can we have so much money? How many tickets do we have to sell before we can make up 15 million US dollars?"
Julian said angrily, and sat down on the chair, a little depressed.
His emotions have almost vented and he has calmed down a lot!
"MOMA may not have this budget, but you can discuss it with the wealthy Rockefeller family. MOMA was built by them alone. It is their mother's museum!
Since the establishment of MOMA, their family has always been the largest donor and the largest investor. They will certainly not be stingy with 15 million US dollars. For them, it is a drop in the bucket!"
When he said these words, Ye Tian was completely tempting, but his face showed a sly smile involuntarily.
It would be great if he could slaughter the Rockefeller family!
Hearing this, Julian was taken aback for a moment, then raised his right hand angrily and patted directly at the desk, obviously irritated!
Although he is a distant relative of the Rockefeller family, he is also related by blood and he can barely be considered a member of the family and he is also the curator of MOMA.
This bastard actually dared to calculate the Rockefeller family grandiosely in front of him. He are so courageous, so unnatural!
When the palm of his hand was about to fall on the tabletop, he suddenly stopped.
Maybe it's because he are afraid of pain. After all, no matter how hard his palm is, it will still be long. Who can not hurt when he slam it on a solid wood tabletop?
Julian quickly changed the slam to a push, pushed away the chair, and jumped up like an electric shock.
Immediately afterwards, an angry roar resounded through the office again.
"Fuck! Steven, you are a complete bastard, it's so insidious!"