\"What, no auction? How could he not auction?\"
One day when I was far away in Tokyo, the old man slammed the table.
He is Masao Matsuhi, the president of Matsuhi Co., Ltd., and through various channels, he has temporarily covered up the roles of Keiko Matsuhi and Takashi Matsuhi in this matter.
But it can only delay a little time.
By then, if the public knows the specific identity information of the two of them and knows that this national treasure was damaged and stepped on by Keiko Matsunichi, the stock price of Matsunichi Co., Ltd. will definitely be severely stepped on by the public.
At that time, the loss would not only be 100 million Chinese national currency, but the market value of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of yen may be evaporated.
"Tell Song Rilong that the last thing he should do before leaving office is to contact the other party and take pictures of the "Three Classics".
"The other party doesn't like it if it's 100 million, so what about 500 million? What about one billion?"
"The authority I gave him is one billion Chinese national coins. He must buy back the "San Jing Yi Shu"."
Rather than the stock price plummeting after the truth is known, it would be better to spend a lot of money to buy back the "San Jing Yi Shu", and then ask Matsuri Takashi to come out and bow and apologize. The public will see the sincerity of Matsunichi Co., Ltd.
Not only will the stock price not fall, it will probably rise. At the same time, it can follow this global hot spot and serve as a big advertisement for Matsunichi Co., Ltd.
If this is the case, not only will this billion yuan not be a loss, but it can be said that it will make more money.
After Song Rilong received the call from the headquarters, he rushed to the door of the hotel and happened to see Tang Ping who was about to leave with Gou Shaoqun.
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, wait for me."
Rushing to Tang Ping's side, he bowed deeply and said, "Mr. Tang, can you let me treat you to a meal?"
He does understand Chinese culture and knows that many things need to be discussed at the dinner table.
Tang Ping and Gou Shaoqun looked at each other. They were about to invite Li Shan to have barbecue when a victim suddenly appeared.
"Do you mind if I call another friend?"
"I don't mind, I don't mind." Song Rilong nodded repeatedly: "It's no problem to call as many people as you want."
It’s just a meal. Even if more people are called, how much can we eat?
As long as he can complete the tasks assigned to him by the headquarters.
"Hey, San'er? I have a grievance... I'll treat the three of us to dinner. I've sent you the address. Come quickly."
After hanging up the phone, Gou Shaoqun said to Song Rilong, "Is there no problem with our arrangement of the place?"
"No problem, Mr. Gou can arrange it."
The senior executives of Songri Group had met Gou Shaoqun at a party, and of course they knew his energy.
In fact, when he saw Tang Ping and Gou Shaoqun hugging each other, he knew that this matter might not be easy to handle.
Because he has such a good relationship with Gou Shaoqun, his family may not be short of money.
But just as the headquarters thinks, maybe they don't care if it's 100 million yuan, but what about 500 million or one billion yuan?
Gou Shaoqun took the driver with him today, and the three of them took the car through twists and turns and came to a small alley.
Song Rilong looked at the dilapidated alley and whispered: "Mr. Tang, Mr. Gou, I sincerely want to entertain you two."
Gou Shaoqun looked at him, grinned and said, "Don't worry, just don't feel bad when you pay later."
"No, definitely not."
Walking into the alley, Gou Shaoqun patted the door knocker of a closed house. Then the door slowly opened. An old man glanced at the three of them and snorted: "What are you doing here?"
"Hey, old man Fan, let's see what you said, what else can I do here other than eat?" Gou Shaoqun walked in loudly: "I haven't eaten Xiaoluo's food for a long time, so I can only come to your place to have a meal. ”
This person is Fan Gu, Xiao Luo's chef. If Tang Ping brings Xiao Luo, he will naturally greet her with a smile, but if it's just a few of them brats, he won't have a good face.
And not only does he have a bad face, but he also charges mercilessly. He treats Xiao Luo as if he were his granddaughter. However, Tang Ping, a brat like him, has a wife and children, and he still takes Xiao Luo with him. He looks down on her very much.
"How many people are there?" Fan Gu asked. He never orders food here, he just eats whatever he wants.
"Four!" Gou Shaoqun pointed at Li Shan who came in from the door, and then continued: "Old man Fan, this Japanese friend is treating us today, so don't be stingy."
Fan Gu didn't go online much, and he really didn't know about Tang Ping and the others, so he snorted and left.
Tang Ping asked Li Shan to sit down, then looked at Song Rilong and asked: "Mr. Songri, you have already been too humble today. Logically speaking, we are already settled, but you take the initiative to treat guests to dinner. You know that in China we have There is a saying that if you show courtesy for nothing, you are either committing adultery or stealing."
Song Rilong's Chinese was pretty good, and he could understand what Tang Ping said. After hearing what Tang Ping said, he said with a bitter look on his face: "Mr. Tang Ping, please help us!"
This is preparation for playing the bitterness card.
"Actually, it's not easy for us to work hard in a foreign country with our children. We did something wrong this time. I apologize to you again." Songri swelled ninety degrees.
"Please also ask Mr. Tang Ping to sell the "San Jing Yi Shu" to our Matsuri Co., Ltd."
"The current market estimate is that this "San Jing Yi Shu" is worth 200 to 400 million, and we are willing to pay 500 million to buy it."
Tang Ping smiled slightly and said, "I won't sell it if I tell you not to."
"Mr. Tang, please don't refuse in a hurry." Song Rilong said quickly: "I understand that Mr. Tang often purchases large quantities of daily necessities..."
"Have you ever investigated me?" Tang Ping looked at Song Rilong and asked.
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong, it's because the logistics company Mr. Tang has used several times is owned by us, so he knows something about it."
"We at Songni Co., Ltd. also have our own department store. Mr. Tang can buy these supplies from us in the future, and we can sell them to you at a 50% discount."
"Tch, it's easy to bring it out to negotiate terms." Gou Shaoqun said disdainfully: "Our Gou family can sell it to him at a 30% or 40% discount."
Song Rilong blushed, but this was his greatest authority. It was impossible to sell it to Tang Ping at a 20% discount, right? Then Tang Ping will purchase goods from Matsuri Co., Ltd. for the Gou family's retail business, which will not be a loss to them.
"We can still..." Song Rilong still wanted to negotiate terms, but was interrupted by Tang Ping.
"Let's see. I heard that your Songni Co., Ltd. has collected a Yaobian Tenmu tea bowl. The market price is two to four hundred million. How about I pay 500 million to buy it?"
The Yaobian Tianmu tea bowl is a black-glazed tea bowl from the Song Dynasty and was used by people in the Song Dynasty to fight for tea.
This is also a national treasure lost in Japan. Tang Ping also learned about it when chatting with Li Aiguo.
"This..." Song Rilong was sweating on his forehead. Before he could finish speaking, Tang Ping continued:
"There is also a Southern Song Dynasty Chen Rong's "Six Dragons" sold by the Fujita Art Museum at the Christie's auction in New York in 2017. It seems that it was also taken by you Matsuri. It was close to 49 million U.S. dollars at the time. Now I also use it for 500 million U.S. dollars. How about buying?”
Hearing that Tang Ping was willing to buy these cultural relics collected by Songri Co., Ltd. for hundreds of millions, Songrilong felt dizzy.
From Tang Ping's categorical words, he could tell that Tang Ping really didn't care about money.
"Actually, if you can agree to a condition, I can give you the "San Jing Yi Shu" for free."
At this moment, Tang Ping's words appeared in Song Rilong's ears like a fairy sound.
"What are the conditions?" Song Rilong asked excitedly: "Mr. Tang Ping, just ask, we at Song Ri Co., Ltd. will try our best to help you complete it."
"Then you go and dismantle your Fukushima nuclear power plant?"
"Pfft..." Li Shan, who was drinking tea, sprayed Gou Shaoqun opposite him in the face.
