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

Chapter 217 2 trillion yen! ! !

January 1990, 9, 13:7 p.m.

In the core areas of six major cities including Tokyo and Osaka, countless office buildings are brightly lit. Elites from both political and business circles gather, all of them look anxious. Those who have mobile phones make phone calls while walking, and those without mobile phones line up to use the public fixed stations in the club. Phone, frantically wanting to connect to the United States, asking about the situation.

TV broadcasts about the Gulf War are still going on, but Saddam Hussein has announced his acceptance of the ceasefire agreement. How long can the land war continue?
As soon as the WTI crude oil futures market opens tomorrow, it is estimated that a large number of people will line up to sell and close their positions. Unfortunately, overseas calls are still unavailable, and the communication network is completely paralyzed.

Related families and investors have already started to form financial teams and began to calculate how to minimize their own losses.

Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo, inside the prime minister’s official residence, the terrifying roar of Kaifu Toshiki carried through the corridor. The President of the Bank of Japan and Prime Minister Ryutaro Hashimoto’s eyes were red, and they each dealt with economic affairs. I can't breathe.

The president of Nippon Communications Co., Ltd. bowed his head to Toshiki Kaibe, and almost knocked his head on the ground, obediently, but he couldn't explain the paralysis of the communication network, and he didn't know when it would be restored.

"I don't care what the reason is, how many resources I have to use, you, immediately, immediately, fix the communication network for me! Otherwise! You, the president, go to Shikoku Island to farm and catch fish!!!"

Toshiki Kaibu had a hideous face, and panting heavily, he returned to the mahogany chair. Not long after he sat down, the affairs officer rushed over and gave him another blow to the head!
The seven chariots of the government and the six major consortiums that entered the oil war in the Gulf War all overturned!
Moreover, they all chose to backhand short oil today, and suffered from the rebound.

The consortium, the core enterprises under the consortium, the elite (senior officials, bankers, lawyers, doctors, etc.) and the middle class representing the Japanese economic interest circle were also swept into this disaster, and almost no one was spared.

"Quickly, call Prime Minister Zang and the President of the Bank of Japan." Kaibu Toshiki held his forehead, his head was covered with sweat, and the clerk bowed and ran out quickly.

After a while, Mie Noyasu and his bloodshot eyes came to his office, along with Foreign Minister Shintaro Abe and Noboru Takeshita who had returned to the field.

At this time, a group of the most powerful people in Japanese politics gathered together, frowning, looking at each other in blank dismay, each with a mournful face.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, cough cough cough. I decided to leave for New York tonight, cough cough. At this time, someone must be cough cough." Shintaro Abe, who had a painful face and kept coughing, said in a low voice.

"Taro! Your body" Toshiki Kaibe sighed. Shintaro Abe suffered from ulcerative colitis, his body was thin, and his face was disastrous. He should have rested at home, but he had to go back and forth for his second election. The only person who is qualified to go to the United States to negotiate at this time.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, there must always be someone who coughs and coughs." Shintaro Abe's voice was weak. His health has become worse these days, but this time is the busiest stage of the foreign minister's work.

"How much did the Shin Abe family lose?" Takeshita Noboru, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Our family, conservatively estimated this time, will lose 30 trillion yuan."

30 trillion!
30 trillion yen!
30000000000000 yen!
About 2142 billion meters of gold!
What is this concept? In 2021, Bezos, the richest man in the world (Amazon CEO), has a total asset of almost 2000 billion meters of gold, while the real estate tycoon Yoshiaki Tsutsumi, who owns one-sixth of Japan’s land, had personal assets of only 1650 million in his heyday. Billion meters of gold.

Naturally, the Takeshita family will not come out in full force, their investment is about 30% of the family's assets!

Hashimoto Ryutaro, the weakest of them, remained silent, and Mie Noyasu looked shocked. As the vice president of the Bank of Japan, he controlled the national economy with the Prime Minister, but he still didn't know the real assets owned by these top giants.

Consortiums and wealthy families will hide their total assets, and what is put on the table to ordinary people is just the richest man or a wealthy family that has not yet formed.

Mie Yekang knew that these people controlled more than 90% of the country's assets, contacts, and resources, and they could kill people with their fingers, but they didn't expect such a monopoly!

You must know that the financial budget of Osaka Prefecture for the whole year last year was only 3 trillion yen, which is only one-tenth of the loss of the Takeshita family this time!

These guys are obviously capable of resisting the United States' attack on the country's stock market and housing market, but they are unwilling to allocate a penny. They only want to continue to grow themselves and enslave the people!
"About 2 trillion." Shintaro Abe responded in a low voice. There is still some gap between the Shinta Abe family and the Takeshita family, but the money also took almost 10% of the family's total assets, and all losses were a heavy blow.

So he dragged his body and ran to the United States to see the situation!

Toshiki Kaibu, who was sitting on a mahogany chair, looked at the two enviously. As expected of a wealthy family that had risen before World War II, the amount of wealth they possessed was unimaginable to him, and it was difficult to rebuild a new wealthy family under the monopoly of this group of people. too big.

"The six major consortiums are also uncomfortable. They are not controlled by a few families before World War II. Now their assets and equity are scattered. The setbacks of the core families may shake the foundation of the nation." Toshiki Kaibu sighed.

It's also the toughest question.

During the Gulf War, they all became the fat of others. If they only lost some family assets, then it would be fine, and there would always be time to slowly withdraw from the country and the people.

The problem is that this time the foundation has been shaken, which will affect countless clubs. The clubs will be in turmoil, and the butterfly effect will start.

This is much more terrifying than losing hundreds of megabytes or even gigabytes!
"So the top priority now is that Taro is going to the United States to find out the situation. We posted so much money to those American consortiums and important government officials, but they turned around and hacked us! We... have to find an explanation. Hashimoto-san, Mie Ye-san Responsible for calculating the amount of the national economy lost this time, we will announce it at the rate of one tenth, no, one percent, and add it to the pre-war preparation investment this time. I will be in charge of contacting and communicating with the consortium. See if there is a way to stop the loss in time, in short, closing the position as soon as possible after the market opens tomorrow is the most important thing."

Takeshita Nobo was even more seasoned, so he made a decisive decision and began to issue instructions.
"Kaibu-san, from today onwards, all kinds of pressure will come. The attitude of the consortium was very ambiguous before. You have to hold on. If that time really comes, you must apologize!"

"I understand." Haibu Toshiki was so angry, this old fox, what did he say to make himself resist the pressure, did he think about getting back up after he stepped down?

After a few people discussed it properly, they immediately left the prime minister's residence and acted on their own.

Mie Yasushi looked solemn, and walked side by side with Hashimoto Ryutaro. After leaving the mansion, he lowered his voice and asked suddenly: "Hashimoto-san, how much is your family's loss?"

"It's less than 1000 billion yen. As you know, Mr. Mieno, in our position and in control of the national economy, if we do too much, it will always be a reason for some people to attack. This 1000 billion is the small investment of my sons and daughters. , I didn’t go deep into the Gulf War.” Hashimoto Ryutaro didn’t know if he should be thankful.

Obviously, the children lost all their assets, but I felt much more comfortable.

He has always adhered to the principle of not going too far. As the prime minister of Tibet, he should not be gossiped about economically. His unique political philosophy also made him widely acclaimed during his tenure. One, but as a core member, he was unscathed, because he valued this more, and it was difficult for others to get hold of it.

"It's a good thing! Hashimoto-san, this time the incident may be thousands of times more serious than they thought! Some time ago, the Bank of Japan and your Financial Services Agency of the Ministry of Finance jointly checked the accounts and found that those metropolitan banks were seriously overlending. Where did the money go, either the housing market or Juliana Tokyo, and some even flowed directly into the oil market! Even if it went to those two places, it would eventually be used by the consortium in the Gulf War! Therefore, the loss is not what we saw. what."

Mie Yekang looked stern, just like his determination when he burst the bubble with his own hands. The very old man sighed slightly, looked up at the sky,

"The loss of the top giants is in trillions, and the next level loses hundreds of billions, nearly 1 trillion. The elite class went bankrupt, and many middle classes couldn't make up for the Gulf War, but they also invested all their money in the housing market. But these so-called The loss is only their own money! Do you think the 30 trillion mentioned by Takeshita includes the funds they earned from the bottom? Will it include those who followed them into the market?"

"What do you mean?" Hashimoto Ryutaro's heart tightened.

The old man beside him is more sensitive to the economy, and his estimation will be more accurate.

"The Great Depression can't be stopped!" Mie Yasushi flashed a stern look on his face, "Since this is the case, in the end, we should stop and stop, and we can't accompany them to continue to hide the hole! When Foreign Minister Abe returns, we will Let's join hands and detonate the real estate completely!"

The more you procrastinate, the more you will die slowly.

It seems to be the only choice to break down and then stand up!
Hashimoto Ryutaro didn't know why, he just felt a chill in his body, and it was hard to imagine what the whole of Japan would be like after doing that.

At this time, when Toshiki Kaibu gave a speech on September 9, the smile on the lips of the young man not far from the audience, and his slight bow suddenly appeared in his mind.

Inside the Prime Minister's residence.

After clearing everyone, Kaibu Toshiki took out a private mobile phone wrapped in a plastic bag and dialed an overseas number.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected.

A deep male voice came.

"Your Excellency, this is different from what was agreed! Why did we suddenly cut off our communication network, and all my money was trapped in oil futures! It's not that I will be notified in advance."

"Mr. Kaibu Toshiki, don't forget who supported you to sit in this position. This is a deal. As a party to the deal, I will naturally give you what you should have. The Gulf War is not within the scope of the deal."

Kaibu Toshiki's hand holding the phone turned blue, and finally realized something.

I became an outcast!
"Good night, I hope you can contact your futures trading director tomorrow, if he can swim back from the Atlantic."

After returning home, Shintaro Abe contacted the president of JAL immediately and asked him to prepare a private jet to take him to New York. The president of JAL casually mentioned a young man who had just bought a private jet from their club at a triple premium. Human beings are generous and formidable for future generations.

Sosuke Kitahara!

When he heard the name for the first time, Shintaro Abe frowned, feeling like he had heard it before but couldn't remember.

It wasn't until he boarded the plane that the Deputy Secretary for Affairs sorted out Kitahara Sosuke's information, and after reading through it, he was surprised to find that not all Japanese were losing money!
This Kitahara Sosuke spent 13.3 billion meters of gold to short, and closed the position at the lowest price before the market closed!
Who the hell is this person!
"How much did he earn?" Abe Shintaro covered his mouth and asked in a low voice.

The vice minister immediately replied: "13.3 billion principal, 38.6 meters of gold per barrel to enter, 16.6 meters of gold per barrel to close the position, I heard that it is a transaction without handling fees and commissions, [-] to [-] times leverage."

"Your Excellency, he earned a total of 138.3 billion meters of gold!"

"138.3 billion meters gold!!!" Shintaro Abe opened his eyes wide, "Is it about 2 trillion yen?"

"According to the current exchange rate, it is about the same."

"2 trillion." Shintaro Abe's eyes slowly lit up.

(End of this chapter)