klisemfg Chapter 1305 Are even common expressions considered swear words?
Chapter 1305 Are even common expressions considered swear words?
Mitsui Hisashi and Mitsui Fuku were both dumbfounded. Insulting a VIP? How could that be? "Baka yarou" is just our colloquialism, how could that be considered an insult?
They could only glare at the tall, burly guards, but the guards didn't even look at them, as if they weren't the ones who had just been beaten.
The auctioneer curled his lip in disdain and muttered a curse.
"I hate those ridiculous monkeys."
She thought it was a quiet scolding, but she forgot that the megaphone was right next to her, which made the people below burst into laughter.
Mitsui Hisashi could no longer hold back and stood up.
"I want to protest. This is a personal insult. What's your name? I'm going to file a complaint against you."
Niu Niu sat on the chair, resting her chin on her hands, and said with a smile.
"Wow, sister, that's a great description! They look just like two monkeys!"
This made everyone even more excited, and even John Davis was laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight. It proved that if you wanted all the countries in the world to be united, all you had to do was send these little devils to the scene.
Mitsui Hisashi and Mitsui Fuku simply couldn't argue with a little kid, so they could only glare at the auctioneer.
The auctioneer looked at Niu Niu with affection, then spoke slowly and deliberately.
“My name is Nicole Kidman Sotheby’s. Are you looking for my father or my grandfather to complain to? My personal suggestion is that you go to my father. If you go to my grandfather, I estimate that you will have a hard time leaving him alive.”
Mitsui Hisashi and Mitsui Fuku both turned green with anger. The auctioneer in front of them was actually the little princess of Sotheby's auction house, someone they absolutely could not afford to offend.
Seeing that they were silent, the auctioneer did not press his advantage, but instead tapped the microphone and said loudly.
"Thirty million pounds the first time, thirty million pounds the second time..."
Mitsui Hisashi's face turned green, and he could only raise the sign and shout.
Thirty-five million pounds!
Da Bao patted Niu Niu's head and whispered a few words.
Niu Niu jumped up happily, held up the sign, and shouted.
"Fifty million pounds."
The entire auction house fell silent. Fifty million pounds, worth over a billion yen—if it were anything else, Mitsui Hisashi and Mitsui Fuku would have given up long ago.
However, ever since thieves broke into Horyuji Temple and stole this golden seal, which is the foundation of Japan's nationhood, or rather, without this, it cannot rightfully be called a country.
The loss of the Han-Japanese gold seal filled Horyuji Temple with shame before the Chinese people. To avenge this disgrace, the high monks of Horyuji Temple collectively attempted self-immolation. Horyuji Temple is a place of faith in Japan.
Even when the Emperor ascended the throne, the first place he had to go was Horyuji Temple, and the high monks of Horyuji Temple decided to atone for this sin with their flesh and blood.
This caused widespread panic throughout Japan. Good heavens, they had all self-immolated! Where were we supposed to go to offer incense and pray now? Therefore, the rulers issued a strict order: if any Japanese territory received any news about the golden seal, they must retrieve it at all costs.
Mitsui Hisashi and Mitsui Fuku spent their days having fun at the London branch, but they never expected that good fortune would come their way. News of an auction house going to auction a gold seal of Han-Japanese slaves reached their ears, and they hurriedly sent a telegram to their father.
The head of the Mitsui family was overjoyed upon receiving the telegram and ordered them to retrieve the golden seal at all costs.
Now Mitsui and his buddy are in a dilemma. It's not that they can't afford 50 million pounds, but rather that they could afford over a billion yen. Buying this is simply not worth it.
The auctioneer looked at them with a smile and gracefully extended his hand.
“Mr. Mitsui, it seems this gentleman is determined to have it. What should we do? It seems you need to have a good talk with him, otherwise, you may have to pay a higher price.”
Mitsui Hisashi took these words to heart. He knew very well that since the other party had offered fifty million pounds, they were determined to get it. He had received a strict order from the head of the family to obtain the golden seal. Money could be earned back, but the country's reputation was something that no amount of money could buy back.
Mitsui Hisashi quickly walked to Daibao's side and bowed deeply.
"Sir, please be lenient. This golden seal is very important to our Mitsui family. We hope you can part with it, even if it means our Mitsui family owes you a favor!"
These words were actually quite serious, but this promise shouldn't have been made by Mitsui Hisashi. He wasn't even the head of the family, so his words were practically worthless.
Da Bao said lazily in Japanese.
"You little devils, your favors are worthless to me. You want this golden seal? Fine, but offer me something tangible to impress me. Otherwise, next time I'll ask for a hundred million pounds."
Mitsui Hisashi already knows that Daibao has a Standard Chartered Bank traveler's checkbook with no limit, so in terms of financial resources, he definitely can't compete.
But what price could he offer? He couldn't think of anything he had that could sway the young man before him.
Mitsui Hisashi could only bow once, then turn around and bow again to the auctioneer.
“Miss Sotheby’s, could we pause the auction? I need to consult my father.”
The auctioneer was delighted. These two little karaomis couldn't make much of a decision, so in order to maximize her profits, she agreed to Mitsui Hisashi's request.
When Mitsui Hisashi and Mitsui Fuku went out to send a telegram, the auctioneer walked up to Da Bao and Niu Niu, pretending to play with Niu Niu, and whispered to Da Bao.
"Sir, you are Chinese, aren't you? As far as I know, the Mitsui family possesses a treasure that was looted from China during the war. It's called a mother-of-pearl inlaid sandalwood five-stringed pipa, the only surviving five-stringed zither from the Tang Dynasty in the world, and is considered a miracle of musical instruments."
You might as well give it a try and see if they're willing to pay that price.
Da Bao nodded solemnly, accepting the auctioneer's kindness.
Da Bao took out a box of business cards from his pocket, took one out, and handed it to the auctioneer. The auctioneer had never seen a business card made of pure gold before, but the people next to him exclaimed in surprise, "This is too extravagant!"
The auctioneer's face lit up with delight when she saw the name on the list, and she whispered something.
"Oh my god, I never imagined you were Duke Charlotte. It's an honor to meet you."
Da Bao said with a smile.
"I owe you a favor. Here's what we'll do: if Sotheby's ever needs a treasure to anchor its auctions, you can come to me, and I'll provide you with an item that's no less impressive than the Han Dynasty Japanese gold seal!"
The auctioneer was skeptical. She didn't know that any of the treasures in Da Bao's space would be more valuable than this gold seal. In fact, the gold seal itself was only worth five or six million pounds, but for the Japanese, the symbolic meaning of the gold seal far exceeded its intrinsic value.