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

Chapter 385 Digging a Pit
Yasuda Isamu's judgment on the situation was very accurate.

The man who can hold back the coveted opportunities before him is really extraordinary.

Kitahara Sosuke nodded slightly, expressing his agreement with him.

"The Haneda cabinet can't solve the current economic problems. He is already too busy to take care of himself. Waiting for his fate will only be a tragic end. Then, who will be the next one?" Yasuda Yu looked at the young man who hadn't said much in front of him. , talking eloquently, his expression gradually became excited,

"I believe that President Kitahara has made proper arrangements and accurate views on the next things. With reference to previous events, when you decide to make a formal move, it means that you have detailed plans for the next series of things. Based on this, our Fuji Foundation is willing to participate and seek an opportunity for cooperation. I believe that in such a large and large-scale plan, President Kitahara must need an ally with comparable capabilities and rich resources."

"President Yasuda, you are right."

Kitahara Sosuke looked at him, the corners of his mouth slowly raised,

"I am also willing to cooperate with top forces like the Fuji Foundation, but the premise is that our goals are the same, and you can also give me what I want."

"The goal is the same. President Kitahara, can you tell me about your goal?" Yasuda Yong moved closer. Speaking of this, he already knew that the negotiation had reached the most critical step——

Finalize the distribution of benefits and responsibilities.

In this hidden cooperation, what can the Fuji consortium get and what will it have to give; what can Kitahara Sosuke get and what will it have to give.

This is the core of the whole negotiation.

"Money. It's very simple. My goal is money." Kitahara Sosuke took out his wallet, took out a brand new [-] yen bill from it, and laid it flat on the table.

"Money?" Yasuda Yasuo looked puzzled.

"That's right. Tomorrow, in the official speech, Akira Asahara will reveal all of the ulterior transactions. At the same time, he will completely disband the Sunlun Church. After that, the Haneda cabinet will step down at the speed of light."

Kitahara Sosuke fiddled with the Rolex watch on his left wrist, observing Isamu Yasuda's expression with a half-smile.

Yasuda Yuda was surprised, looked at him suddenly, and murmured in disbelief: "You, you mean the current Minister of International Trade and Industry, Tomichi Murayama? He is 72 years old this year! He will retire in a year or two!"

Tomiichi Murayama is highly respected, but whether it is ability or background, he is not qualified for the position of prime minister. Besides, under the current situation, instead of finding a politician who can turn the tide, what does it mean to find an older generation?
Of course Sosuke Kitahara would not tell him that there was another financial crisis sweeping Asia in 96. Judging from the current situation, the advance of the financial crisis was unstoppable. At this time, letting his biggest trump card Ryutaro Hashimoto take the stage, isn't this courting death?

He needs a back-to-back man, who is highly respected and lacking in ability, Murayama Tomiichi is just right.

"Yes, in a year or two, Minister Tomiichi Murayama will retire. Wouldn't it be better to step down from the position of Prime Minister?"

Kitahara Sosuke tapped the table lightly. He knew from Isamu Yasuda's expression that the other party didn't know his series of core plans.

At least it shows that these consortiums have not been able to extend their hands and feet into his inner circle.

If even this plan is leaked out, Kitahara Sosuke will have to clean up his innermost circle.

This is the last thing he wants to do, but it is likely to be something that must be done in the future.

Kitahara Sosuke didn't want the butcher's knife in his hand to fall on the heads of some of his closest subordinates one day.

"Can you tell me the reason? In our opinion, there are still many candidates for the prime minister. Mr. Murayama is obviously the most unlikely one." Yasuda Yu really couldn't understand.

Not to mention other members of the prime minister's cabinet, there are many big names for them to choose from in the Liberal Democratic Party alone.

This feeling was the same as when he saw Kitahara Sosuke's strange actions when he didn't read the analysis report.

Incomprehensible!

"President Yasuda, have you ever thought about a question." Kitahara Sosuke paused, and spit out the remarks he had prepared a long time ago, "The economic situation has reached an irreparable point. It is not who, or Which force can solve the predicament. Up to now, it is the result of all of us working together. Isn’t it too fantastic for you to let the consortium generously contribute to save the country’s crisis.”

"That's naturally unrealistic." Isamu Yasuda himself belongs to the power of the consortium, and he understands how unlikely the thing Kitahara Sosuke said is.

Because of this, in order not to damage their respective interests, they will contact each other, hoping to find a solution to the problem.

They are willing to pay a little money and make a little effort to solve the problem, but the premise is that they don't hurt their bones.

But judging from Kitahara Sosuke's tone, he has decided that the situation is irreversible and he can only accept it.

Is this his judgment on the future of Japanese society?
Because it can't be saved, why just find someone to take the blame and quietly minimize the loss?
Yasuda Yu savored what he said, and then couldn't help asking: "President Kitahara, are your thoughts a little too pessimistic?"

"No, I still think I'm too optimistic." Kitahara Sosuke shook his head. Judging from the current situation, he really felt that he was too optimistic, whether it was his expectations for the consortium or his allies.

"In this case, what can we get after Mr. Murayama comes to power? What do we need to do?" Yasuda suddenly felt that all the things he put out with all his strength were worthless.

Kitahara Sosuke had no intention of continuing to develop in the political arena at all, so what he was going to pay would be worthless.

Han Tianzi's resignation is a certainty, and he doesn't need any effort.

"President Yasuda, what the Fuji Foundation wants is nothing more than seats for members of Congress, as well as some stable and sustainable industries. After Mr. Murayama takes office, I can give them away."

Kitahara Sosuke looked at him, and then said word by word,
"What I want is very simple, that is money. I need your support to complete the expansion of some overseas businesses, as well as a large amount of capital exchange."

"Fund exchange???" Isamu Yasuda was even more confused.

"Yes, I hope that Fuji Bank can convert some of my foreign exchange into Japanese yen or rice gold." Kitahara Sosuke smiled mysteriously, "I just want money, isn't it a simple wish?"

Exchange foreign currency into Japanese yen or rice gold?There's nothing wrong with that.

Yasuda Yu suddenly remembered that Sosuke Kitahara had exchanged rice gold at Sanwa Bank. In order to participate in the game of the Gulf War, he had an ominous premonition, but he didn't understand what the source was.

In the end, thinking of the benefits he was about to get, he nodded heavily.

(End of this chapter)