The Kyoto Bubble Era: Starting from the Sale of Hundreds of Millions of Properties

Chapter 196 I Sold All My Goods To You
"Why?!" The girl pushed the submachine gun in her hand again, and put her finger on the trigger, "Are you looking down on me?"

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The more the girl thought about it, the angrier she became: "Why don't you talk! You didn't want to do business with me when I asked you last month, and I came every day this month, and you also said that there is something! Something! Something! Something! Yours The thing is to do Japanese futures business?! Why don’t you do mine?”

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Seeing this scene, Kitahara Sosuke wanted to laugh very much, and tried his best to hold back the laughter, holding back his expression in great pain.

"You want to laugh? What are you laughing at?" The girl looked over viciously, "Huh?"

"Ma'am, you put a gun in Romon's mouth, he... He can't give a reason even if he wants to say it." Kitahara Sosuke held back a smile and reminded him kindly.

"Yes." The girl pulled the barrel out of his mouth, "You idiot American, why didn't you remind me?"

"I..." Romon only felt his head twitching, feeling that he couldn't communicate with her. Since last month, he had been feeling similarly, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so tough and rushed to find him.

"Close the door and tell Dad, if we can't do business today, I won't go back!" The girl hugged the submachine gun to her chest, and the man in camouflage uniform immediately pulled a chair over to do it for her. She kicked her legs and sat down. , and nodded Romon's head with a gun, "Tell me, why do business with the Japanese and not me."

"Ms. Friedman, we are willing to cooperate as long as it is futures business." Romon said with a wry smile, is he allowed to object now?

Kitahara Sosuke looked at the two of them, and didn't quite understand the reason. It seemed that Romon had been evading the business of this Soviet girl, causing the other party to come to the door directly with a gun.

Speaking of which, she claims to be Russian, which is worth pondering.

"Huh? You have always been unwilling to do business with me. I want to buy oil futures. Dad and they all said that this will make a lot of money, so you refuse to buy it for me. You are lying!" The girl puffed her mouth and shouted, "Yesterday Looking for you, you still say you have something to do, and you don't even want to see me!"

"It's true. This is Mr. Kitahara Sosuke from Japan. I just went to pick him up at the airport yesterday. I accompanied him for a day, so I don't have time to accompany you, Ms. Friedman." Romon looked aggrieved .

Kitahara Sosuke frowned, this American man, at this time, began to want to pull himself into the boat, as expected, these people are not worthy of deep trust.

"Okay, okay, then you just said that you are willing to do futures business with me, then come." The girl put the gun back, as if she didn't want to talk to Romondo anymore, "Well, I want to buy 100 How to buy Yimijin crude oil futures?"

100 billion meters of gold!
Kitahara Sosuke couldn't help showing a frightened expression, is this Russian girl joking?
100 billion meters of gold is now two-thirds of Buffett's assets. If the family wealth is not counted, there are only a handful of people in the world who can spend so much money.

And it is invested in the futures market with its own leverage!

Even if it is only a 10% deposit, this is a transaction volume of 1000 billion meters!
"Ms. Friedman, please stop joking, 100 billion meters gold, 10% deposit, do you know what it means?" Romon smiled wryly.

"Do you think I'm joking?" The girl picked up the submachine gun on the side with one hand, gestured with a bad expression.

Kitahara Sosuke lightly poked Romon with his elbow. What kind of money does this idiot care about at this time? Anyway, it’s the client’s money that he’s losing, not his futures company’s. Russians are well-known in the Soviet Union, and generally do not default on futures trading companies in the United States.

The key is to look at this chick's appearance, if I don't help her settle the crude oil futures transaction today, she won't leave.

In case the gun goes off, wouldn't it be unfair for him to confess here inexplicably?

"Romon, since this Ms. Friedman is willing to pay to enter the crude oil market, you can help her open an account and open a position." Kitahara Sosuke winked at him.

"That's right, this Japanese is smarter than you!" The girl nodded, "Hurry up and open an account for me!"

"I want to help her, but, but... she has no money!" Romon secretly said to Kitahara Sosuke in Japanese with a wry smile.

The girl's hearing was very keen, and she held the submachine gun and suddenly shouted: "What are you talking about secretly, have you regretted it again?"

"No, no, we are discussing how to deal with this business. Your amount is a bit large, and it will be troublesome to operate. It will take some time." Romon waved his hand quickly.

"She has no money?" Kitahara Sosuke was also taken aback, "You said she has no money?"

"Not a single point!" Romon sighed.

"Why did you discuss using Japanese? Are you lying to me?" The girl was very smart, jumped up from her chair, pointed at Kitahara Sosuke and said, "Anyway, if you do it for him, you have to do it for me."

"Ms. Friedman, but to open an account and open a position, you must have initial funds. Our company can't afford such a large amount of yours." Luo Meng's face was almost green, "100 billion meters gold, our company even 10 I can't even get a billion."

"Then how much can you give me?" The girl scratched her head and realized that the 100 billion rice gold that she said casually might be a bit too much, "How much does this Japanese man spend?"

"This...customer's personal information, we can't disclose it at will." Luo Meng shook his head, Kitahara Sosuke was still here, and it was too unprofessional for him to expose the other party's wealth in person.

There was a distressed expression on the girl's face, she snapped her fingers, and then said, "Then how much can you give me if I sell the things I mentioned to you?"

"This, this is your goods, we can't accept them here." Romon resisted the urge to touch his forehead.

"The Japanese, what do you want? I can sell it to you cheaply, and then you give me some money, and I can buy futures." The girl suddenly clapped her hands, feeling that she had found a way, "Let's go, take you Go to see the goods."

Before Kitahara Sosuke could react, two big Russian men, one on the left and one on the right, forced him to go outside with guns.

"Yamada-kun, help me take care of Ji Xiang." Kitahara Sosuke knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to leave a message, and was taken outside together with Luo Meng.

An army green off-road vehicle was parked outside the building, and the girl and her people blatantly put them into the vehicle and drove away.

The three of them sat in the back row, the girl looked excited, and stretched out her white and delicate hand: "How are you, Japanese, my name is Victoria Friedman, how about you?"

"Kitahara Sosuke." Kitahara Sosuke also stretched out his hand and shook her lightly. The girl's hand was smooth and soft, not like a hand that had been holding a gun all the time. It seemed that he had put a lot of effort into maintenance.

She looks stupid and clumsy, but in fact she is as careful as a hair, knowing to cut off all communication first, so that she rushed into the futures company without causing any casualties, she just smashed something, and she always asked her men to cover the guns when she came out, she was not in a daze blue head.

The off-road vehicle drove all the way, and after a few hours, it came to a suburb of Seattle, where the forest was dense, and some country houses could be seen occasionally, which was completely different from the bustling metropolis.

The car was parked next to a rusty warehouse, and Victoria jumped out of the car, dragging Sosuke Kitahara towards the warehouse.

"Look, it's all sold to you, how much will you give me?" Victoria asked her men to open the warehouse door.

The midday sun poured in.

In front of Kitahara Sosuke is a whole warehouse of all kinds of arms——

Pistols, grenades, submachine guns, RPGs and more.

He didn't know many weapons at all. There were so many weapons in sight. With the full boxes of ammunition, it was estimated that they could equip a platoon of soldiers!
Kitahara Sosuke took a deep breath, no wonder Romon said he couldn't make a deal, how could this chick have no money, only arms?

(End of this chapter)