After a pause, Old Mike complained, "Cole, you know I have racked my brains over the past few years for those antique artworks you wanted."
Yang Jing gave an embarrassed smile, but did not respond to the conversation.
Yang Jing knew that Old Mike actually loved antiques and artworks, otherwise Yang Jing would not have commissioned him to buy antiques and artworks all over the world. Old Mike bought these antiques and artworks and would take them out to appreciate them when he had nothing to do, and he never got tired of it.
Old Mike asked a security guard who followed him in, "Is Mr. Robert not here?"
The security guard shook his head and said, "Sir, Mr. Robert has an appointment with a client today, and he went to that client's home."
Old Mike did not ask any more questions, but explained to Yang Jing in a low voice: "Robert is the official host of this gallery. He is a painter. I met him ten years ago. After I bought this gallery, I asked him to be in charge of the daily work here."
As they were talking, Old Mike led Yang Jing to the gallery's safe.
Compared to the size of the gallery, this vault is too large.
"This vault was newly built after I bought the two galleries. It has wallpaper on the outside, but it's made of reinforced concrete and steel plates inside. It's solid. The ground and roof are also specially reinforced. Plus, there are security guards on duty 24 hours a day. Ordinary thieves can't do anything to this vault."
Old Mike was very sure about what he said, but Yang Jing still felt it was a little unreliable.
To put it simply, this kind of gallery is an alternative store, but its merchandise is not as complete as that of a store. It only sells one kind of goods, which is the gallery's paintings.
There are many foreign painters, but only a few can become famous and sell their works at high prices. It is not certain that a painter of the level of Picasso or Cézanne will appear among 100,000 people. Therefore, the lives of most painters are still relatively difficult.
But there are also some painters with little fame who usually use their own funds or sponsorship from others to open galleries and display their paintings in the galleries for wealthy people to choose from.
But no matter what, the paintings in the gallery are far less valuable than the famous paintings enshrined in museums. Similarly, such galleries will not have very good security forces.
Most of the paintings that Old Mike purchased were famous paintings by famous artists. Even if the paintings stored in the gallery's safe were not as valuable as those famous paintings, any random painting would be worth at least one hundred thousand dollars.
Is it really appropriate to keep these paintings in such a safe?
However, seeing the excited look on Old Mike's face, Yang Jing thought about it and finally didn't ask the question. While Old Mike was opening the door of the safe, he took two steps back and turned his head to whisper to Nathan Brown: "In the future, these two galleries need to increase the security force, both in terms of personnel and equipment."
Nathan Brown is a very shrewd man. The fact that he can manage such a large Dark Shield in an orderly manner is enough to prove his ability, so he nodded simply. Although he did not ask anything, Yang Jing believed that he could improve the security here.
Old Mike opened the door of the safe, and then Yang Jing saw that this door, disguised as an ordinary household anti-theft door, was actually an explosion-proof door made of fine steel. Although it was not thick, it was definitely not something that an ordinary person could force open.
"Haha, you can't tell? Although this door looks ordinary, it is a genuine explosion-proof door for bank vaults. To open this door, a password, iris scan and fingerprint are all necessary. If any of the three is verified incorrectly three times or all three are wrong once, the door will be completely locked immediately. Only I can change the password and open the door. So, Cole, don't worry about the paintings in this vault. I heard a little bit of what you said to Nathan just now..." Old Mike made a playful face at Yang Jing, just like a child.
Yang Jing spread his hands helplessly, "Okay, Mike, you win. But we'd better increase the security force here. After all, we have Dark Shield, which is full of the most professional security guards."
Old Mike thought about it, finally nodded, and walked into the vault.
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