After Li Aiguo obtained Tang Ping's consent, he took a few photos and sent them.
Unexpectedly, within two minutes, another call came from the other side.
"Professor Li, what are you doing? You actually let such an important ancient book be trampled on, do you know? You are committing a crime!"
"I want to protest. I want to ask our Japanese ambassador to issue a formal protest to you. You cannot treat our country's national treasures like this!"
Li Aiguo pursed his lips: "First of all, we did not damage this. Secondly, if you are so unprofessional and want to elevate the issue of cultural relics to a political issue, then I will cancel my invitation and I will contact Dr. Tomita."
One sentence made Dr. Inoue's attitude soften.
"Li, I'm sorry. You know, you know that people like us don't want to see cultural relics being damaged artificially. I apologize to you for my excitement just now."
Li Aiguo chuckled, still can't control you?
"Please come here as soon as possible. This "Three Classics" is a private collection of a gentleman. I don't know how patient he is waiting for you."
As soon as he hung up the phone, Matsuri Keiko and Matsuri Takashi collapsed on the ground.
Now that they have invited experts from their childhood to come over, this matter can be considered a big deal.
"Um...this sir, Tangtang's father, right? You see, it's just kids playing around..." Song Rilong also tried to save him, and when he came to Tang Ping's side, he made a ninety-degree right angle to Tang Ping with his craftsmanship. .
"That's not what Ms. Matsuhiko said just now."
"You!" Matsuhi Keiko turned pale with fright: "How could you let your daughter bring such valuable things to the kindergarten?"
"Huh?" Tang Ping raised his head and thought for a moment: "Did Keiko Matsuri ask the kindergarten if there is a rule against wearing such expensive skirts to school?"
Tang Ping turned around and asked the principal of the kindergarten seriously: "Is there any rule in our kindergarten that cultural relics worth more than 100 million yuan cannot be brought to school?"
The principal of the kindergarten was originally dissatisfied with Matsunichi Keiko's aggressiveness and arrogance at the beginning. At this time, he also replied seriously: "Mr. Tang, the kindergarten does not have this rule. It is just that if valuables are brought into the kindergarten and are lost or damaged, we will The kindergarten will not take responsibility.”
This is indeed true, because there are always children who may secretly bring things from home to the kindergarten, and the families of the students in their kindergarten are all wealthy.
Without this provision, if someone says today that the jewelry their children brought to the kindergarten is missing, and tomorrow someone says that the brand-name watch their children brought to the kindergarten is broken and they ask the kindergarten to claim compensation, it will be closed within three days.
Tang Ping nodded, and then asked Li Aiguo: "Professor Li, is this "San Jing Yi Shu" worth over 100 million?"
Li Aiguo now figured out the whole story. He didn't expect that the fight between two children would involve such a national treasure-level cultural relic.
Hearing Tang Ping's question, he nodded and said: "If it is confirmed that this is the handwritten book by Prince Shotoku, it is indeed a Japanese national treasure. If Mr. Tang offers it for auction, I believe many local Japanese entrepreneurs and patriots will be willing to sell it. Welcome him back home."
"It's hard to estimate the specific value, but it will definitely be over 100 million."
As long as something like this comes up for auction, merchants in those early days couldn't lower the price, because Tang Ping could easily find two shills to push the price up.
If I hadn’t photographed things back in those little days, domestic public opinion would have been in turmoil.
At that time, countless people will ask them to apologize, and their stock prices will drop so much that they don’t even know it.
The loss would be more than 100 million, so as long as Tang Ping wants to sell it for 100 million, he can definitely sell it for 100 million.
In other words, as long as the price does not exceed the psychological limits of small businessmen and people, it will definitely be sold.
Before Li Aiguo finished speaking, Matsuhi Keiko rolled her eyes and fainted.
Fortunately, the medical conditions in this kindergarten are good, and the school doctor will come to check her soon.
"It's nothing, I'm just too frightened." Hanging up a bottle of intravenous drip for her, the school doctor said calmly.
The troublemaker Matsuhiko's story has spread in the kindergarten. If such a big thing happens, we don't know what will happen to the kindergarten in the future. Naturally, we don't have a good look towards her.
Now Songri and his wife are completely panicked. If it is really the "San Jing Yi Shu", there is no question of whether Tang Ping wants them to compensate, and how much compensation.
If this matter spreads back to Japan, and the people know that they damaged this national treasure, then the two of them are basically socially dead in Japan.
Probably no company would want to continue to employ two people.
The seriousness of this matter is basically equivalent to the Chinese people pouring a glass of orange juice on the Qingming River Scene, which will definitely be scolded by the whole country.
Tang Ping stood up and said: "Now we just have to wait for the experts from your country to come over. I will lock this "San Jing Yi Shu" in the safe, and then give the safe to you for safekeeping. If you stay in the hotel, I will also arrange for safekeeping. Do you have any questions?"
Of course, Tang Ping couldn't just wait in the kindergarten for the child care expert to fly from Nara to Xi'an, so he said this to Matsuri and his wife.
Now the only life-saving straw in the two people's minds is that this book is fake. They are also afraid that if Tang Ping has an authentic book, what will happen if the book is dropped when they are not paying attention?
So they completely agreed with what Tang Ping said.
Someone soon delivered a safe, and Tang Ping put the "San Jing Yi Shu" in it. After collecting the key, he handed the box to Song Rilong.
The policemen will take them to the Tang Dynasty Hotel next door, and then the Gou family's security company will take over.
Tang Ping was not worried about the two of them breaking the box and destroying the contents inside. Without tools, this kind of safe had a very high safety performance.
"Director, I'm so sorry, something like this happened today." After everyone else left, Tang Ping said sorry to the director.
"Actually, I can't blame you." The principal didn't know what to say.
After thinking for a while, he said: "But if something like this happens, Tangtang may be... isolated by other children in the future."
Children don't understand this, but if Tang Tang continues to attend this kindergarten, the parents of other children will definitely warn them to stay away from Tang Tang.
Although the kindergarten is full of rich people, who knows what Tangtang will bring next time? Everyone says that if your family fortune is over 100 million or over 1 billion, it is still an asset, not cash.
Not even the parents of this kindergarten can afford to pay hundreds of millions of dollars in cash like this. Naturally, they will have to keep their children away from Tangtang.
Tang Ping nodded with a smile and whispered to the principal: "Don't worry, principal. I'll tell you quietly, I can't really ask them to compensate. It's just that they are adults and always have to take responsibility for their actions."
He didn't think the book was a treasure in the first place, and he told the director that if he made a claim, everyone would definitely isolate Tangtang.
But if other parents knew that Tang Ping's family did not ask for compensation even though hundreds of millions of cultural relics were damaged, they would naturally admire his arrangement.
At that time, everyone will only want to make friends with people like him, and will not let their children isolate Tangtang.
