Chapter 4 This is the Bank

November 1989, 11, Wood Sunday, 30 pm.

The magnificent Tokyo Industrial Bank Osaka Chuo-ku branch is located in Kitahama, Chuo-ku, Osaka, next to the landmark Osaka Stock Exchange.

At this moment, there are people coming and going on the road. The bustling city in the daytime is in stark contrast to the intoxication in the middle of the night. In the past, the pedestrians were in a hurry, mostly urban white-collar workers in suits and leather shoes and carrying briefcases.

Kitahara Sosuke, who walked slowly out of the exchange, let out a sigh of relief, finally disposing of all the time bombs on hand.

He looked back at the magnificent Baiya cylindrical building. The front wall of the exchange still preserved the style of the tenth year of the Showa era (1935), and the bronze statue of Tomogo Gothusa, the father of Osaka's economy, was erected in front of him, which was vivid.

It is estimated that the ancestor who single-handedly supported Osaka's economy is also unpredictable. In the not-too-distant future, the city will usher in a 30-year economic recession.

Also puzzled are the staff in the stock exchange.

Kitahara Canosuke relentlessly sold the two blue-chip stocks of Panasonic Electronics and Tokyo Industrial Bank that he held in his hands, just like those ruthless scumbags after playing.

His determination made the customer service girl in charge almost think that a bear market was coming, and even the section manager hidden behind the scenes came out to confirm repeatedly that it was a deal of 5000 million yen, which can be expected when the stock market is still skyrocketing. , Kitahara Sosuke's sell-off will cause a group of people to snap up.

But none of this has anything to do with him.

After a small sigh, Kitahara Canosuke carried his briefcase, walked quickly through the crowd, and returned to the branch.

The interior decoration of the bank in 1989 is much different from that of the new century, even the RB, which has always been highly developed, is no exception.The counter is a bit old, and the teller lady is wearing uniform, standing upright and serving customers face to face, which is completely different from the previous life in China.

In RB, there is no window at the bank counter. Customers communicate directly with the teller face-to-face. Others will consciously distance themselves and wait by the side, never causing trouble to others.

This is also the special social atmosphere of RB. No matter what it is in private, on the surface, everyone is harmonious and maintains a humble and polite appearance.

At 3 pm, the counter service outside will stop, and the staff will return to the work area behind the rolling shutter after the bank closes.

After that, customers can only withdraw money from ATM machines. If they need counter service, they can make an appointment through the above operation interface.

RB's credit card and cheque business is highly popular, and cash deposits and withdrawals are relatively small, so the counter business is not as busy as in China, and the bank's legal business hours are from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm on weekdays.

Of course, as a qualified bank clerk, at 3 pm, the work has just begun.

Kitahara Canosuke, who was wearing a professional uniform, walked into the hall, and the warm wind blew, dispelling the chill outside.There was a nameplate on his chest, revealing his identity as a bank clerk, and some crowded people naturally opened a passage for him to facilitate his return to the work area.

"Department Chief Beiyuan, good afternoon." The person who greeted him was a baby-faced female staff in the lobby, about 1.5 meters tall, bowing respectfully with her hands on her lower abdomen, showing a sweet smile.

"Good afternoon, Ishikawa-san." Kitahara Cangsuke nodded, and was about to walk straight to the rear stairs, but was attracted by a sharp and strange laughter.

"Hehe, don't the employees of the Tokyo Industrial Bank need to undergo induction training? They can't even do this little thing! Do you know how much time you wasted on me? Three ten minutes, three ten minutes!"

It was a young man with a long back hair who made a sneer. He was wearing a colorful coat and black sunglasses. His words and actions were full of ruffians. He was holding a briefcase like a white-collar worker, but he looked strange and strange. ridiculous.

This is a typical nouveau riche in the era of the bubble economy. He may have made a fortune by relying on real estate and stocks.

Opposite him, a tall and beautiful girl kept bowing and apologizing. Kitahara Canosuke remembered her as a counter clerk named Kobayashi Kyoko who entered the business at the same time as Fujiwara Norika.

The young man's scolding and scolding became more and more unbearable, and the people around him also distanced themselves from him with contempt. He became more and more excited, and from time to time, he deliberately showed off the big gold chain on his body and the silver-white famous watch.

Kitahara Cansuke frowned slightly, pushed aside the crowd, walked over there, poured a glass of water, and handed it to the young man as he walked: "Do you have any trouble with this gentleman?"

"Who are you?" The young man just happened to be a little thirsty. He reached out and took the paper cup. He glanced suspiciously at the tall and handsome man in front of him. After seeing his nameplate, he added, "Bank clerk?"

"Hello, I'm Sosuke Kitahara, the head of the three departments of the first financing class. What happened, do you need help?" Kitahara Sosuke nodded with a smile and stood in front of him, blocking the crying behind him. Kobayashi Apricot.

His tall stature completely obscured the young man's sight. When he couldn't see Kobayashi Kyoko, the young man was obviously a little unhappy.

In fact, this is not the first time he has come to the bank to make things difficult for Kobayashi Kyoko.

After accidentally seeing this beautiful female bank clerk, the young man's restless heart became hot. He started from real estate, and now he is a small and well-known upstart. I don't know how many people around him are envious and jealous.

With assets over [-] million, young, handsome, and self-righteous, he thought that if he moved his fingers, this woman would obediently go to bed at his mercy, but Kobayashi Kyoko rejected his dating requests many times, which made him furious.

A mere bank clerk, even their section chief would bow down when she saw her, how could she be so ignorant of praise?

This is a great opportunity, and he intends to impress this woman.

"Exactly, I want to complain to this woman. It's just a simple information entry, but she actually wasted me for 10 minutes! This department head, do you know that I may have lost nearly a million yen in 10 minutes!"

The young man gestured with both hands, and said it exaggeratedly, with an impatient look on his face, as if "I won't leave if you don't give me an explanation."

"No, that's not the case, Department Head Beiyuan." Xiaolin Xingzi, who was behind him with a hint of tears, gently tugged at his clothes with a small hand, and the voice of grievance came, "It's the computer, the computer suddenly malfunctioned, and he didn't I am willing to enter manually, but not with a computer.”

Kitahara Cangsuke turned around, comforted Kobayashi Kyoko, and then learned about what happened to the others, and then he suddenly realized.

At this time, the bank has introduced the PC-98 computer for daily office use. Generally, large banks will have one behind the counter. The main function is to input data and proofread the amount. There will be some failures, which will give these front-line tellers a headache.

This young man knew that something was wrong with the computer, but he still refused to manually enter it, just looking for trouble.

Kitahara Canosuke can quite understand the mentality of this kind of person. He has money, but he doesn't have the temperament and bearing to match it. If he wants to be recognized and respected by others, he wants to express his status in this way. .

And the way he looked at Xiao Lin Xingzi was not quite right, and it was estimated that there was some unspeakable dirty thoughts in it.

Kitahara Cansuke didn't like to play with buzzing flies, but if the other party flew in front of him, he wouldn't mind slapped to death.

The PC-98 on the inside was making a long beep. For Sosuke Kitahara, who had experienced the influence of various electronic smart products of later generations, he quickly guessed the cause of its failure.

Standing next to PC-98, there was a frowning young man. It was Taro Sakamoto from the technical department of the line. He was probably called in to repair the computer, but judging from his appearance, he didn't know the cause of the malfunction, so he could only be anxious.

"Let me take a look." Kitahara Cangsuke walked over, and several tellers looked at each other, some of them didn't trust them, and they didn't dare to refute.

He asked Kobayashi Kyoko to bring the tool kit, ready to disassemble the computer to check and confirm.

"Senior Kitahara, this one can't be returned to the manufacturer for repair after dismantling it!" Taro Sakamoto reminded in a low voice when he saw the tool kit, and the other tellers couldn't stop nodding, and once it was really broken, the cost would have to be shared with them. on the head.

"It's okay, I'll pay for it." Kitahara Canosuke opened the tool bag and took out the screwdriver.

The computer structure of this era is relatively simple, and it can be easily disassembled with the knowledge he reserves, but in the eyes of others, this may be a difficult technical task.

"Ha, do you know how to repair computers?" The young upstart watching the lively outside sneered and raised his voice deliberately, "My club just purchased a PC-98, which is the most advanced high-tech product at the moment. Improper disassembly, it will be scrapped directly."

After listening to his words, several tellers became more nervous and worried. Taro Sakamoto, who was standing beside him, was also suspicious, staring at Sosuke Kitahara's every move, full of distrust.

"Department Head Kitahara, let's, forget it." Kyoko Kobayashi squatted aside holding the tool bag, not wanting to put Kitahara Sosuke in trouble because of his own affairs.

Kitahara Canosuke just smiled and dismantled the computer, which was indeed a small problem of poor contact.

He adjusted the memory module, reassembled the computer, and after turning it on again, there was no strange long beeping and no lag.

"Try it, it should be fine." He clapped his hands and asked Kobayashi Kyoko to do it.

Xiao Lin Xingzi wiped the corners of his eyes, and immediately went over to operate it in small steps, and then smiled gratefully at him: "It really works! It's amazing! Thank you, Director Beiyuan!"

"You're welcome, this kind of failure is very common. In fact, it's just a poor connection of the internal hardware. Next time I teach you, you can do it too." Kitahara Cansuke waved his hand with a relaxed expression.

"Hey, can I, too?" Kobayashi Kyoko's eyes were full of doubts, "Isn't that saying that once disassembled improperly, it will be scrapped directly?"

"How come, the structure inside is very simple, but you haven't touched it." Kitahara Canosuke chuckled, if it's the same as what the guy said, just take it apart and it will be scrapped, then this computer doesn't need to leave the factory. .

"Sir, your business can continue. I'm very sorry for wasting your time." He realized that there seemed to be someone standing next to him, and smiled again and said to the young upstart.

The young nouveau riche's face turned blue and white, and he was at a loss for words. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find any harsh words to say to Kitahara Sosuke, so he turned his head and yelled at Kobayashi Kyoko in a cold voice: "You guys from the Tokyo Industrial Bank! The business processing speed is too slow, I don't plan to re-enter the data and upgrade the account. By the way, the 3000 million yen in my account will be withdrawn immediately!"

He used the accent on "3000 million yen", and when he saw the surprised eyes cast by the people around him, he smiled in satisfaction, knocked on the counter with his hand, and said to Kitahara Sosuke: "That's right. , this department head, I still want to complain about this woman~"

"Complaints will be handled by corresponding employees. As for the deposit and withdrawal of large amounts of money, you need to make an appointment again, and there will be a new teller to assist." Kitahara Cangsuke ignored his provocation, "I still have work, so I will leave first. already."

Such a person, Kitahara Sosuke, had never seen one thousand or eight hundred in his previous life, and he would have seen it for a long time.

Don't waste time on idiots, that's one of his life mottos.

Behind the counter, the young Taro Sakamoto was being ridiculed by several tellers, saying that he, a dignified employee of the technical department, was not as knowledgeable about computers as the head of the Kitahara Department. In fact, he could only blushed and could not refute.

"Then you have wronged Sakamoto-san. I just happen to know some hardware knowledge. If you really talk about operation skills, you can't compare with professional technicians at all. It's far worse than Sakamoto-san." Kitahara Aosuke turned around and shot He patted Version Taro's shoulder and smiled at the tellers, "Let's go, Sakamoto-san, there's a meeting at three o'clock."

Only then did Sakamoto Taro free himself from the ridicule, looked at Kitahara Sosuke gratefully, and left quickly after him.

Watching Kitahara Aojie go away, Kobayashi Kyoko reluctantly turned her eyes back. She was complained by the young upstart, so she couldn't continue to handle business for him, and another teller took her place.

But at this moment, the annoying guy was long gone from her head, and all that echoed in her mind was the polite and extraordinary Kitahara Canosuke.

"He's so handsome, isn't it~ Idiot, people have been gone for a long time, what are you staring at." The body was gently bumped, and the one who came over and whispered to Kobayashi Kyoko was the doll who greeted Kitahara Sosuke just now. The face girl, named Ishikawa Sayuri, is also the same period as her.

Compared with the somewhat introverted and gentle Kobayashi Kyoko, Ishikawa Sayuri is much more lively and hot, and after Kitahara Canosuke left, he dared to joke about him.

"Sayyuri, what are you talking about, I-I don't mean that to the head of the Beiyuan Department." Kobayashi Kyoko blushed and spat at her lightly.

Ishikawa Sayuri continued to tease her: "Haha, are you envious of Sister Fujiwara? Compared to the head of the Oshima family who always smiles maliciously, and the head of the Sakurai, like the iceberg, it is too much to be able to follow the gentle and handsome head of the Kitahara. Happy~ Why don't you apply for a downgrade?"

"Go and go, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are. I won't talk to you, I'm going to work." Xiao Lin Xingzi reached out and gently pushed his friend. Not far away, the head of his own department cast a bad look.

"Oh, by the way, didn't the stinger just now say that he is the president of a mortgage company? This guy has come to make things difficult for you several times. He clearly wants to make fun of you. It's disgusting. You should tell your department heads the truth. This way you won't be punished by your department head." Sayuri Ishikawa walked halfway out of the body and twisted back, and asked in a low voice, "Otherwise, you will be deducted from your salary again!"

"Yamada Real Estate Credit Co., Ltd., he is indeed the president, his name is Yamada Yang." Kobayashi Kyoko sighed slightly. The other party is said to be the son of a boss of a certain society. After rejecting several dating requests, she made trouble for herself every three days.

In order not to affect the work, nor to let other colleagues know, Kobayashi Kyoko has been hiding it from everyone and only mentioned it to Ishikawa Sayuri.

"It's useless to talk to the head of the department, he's a big client." Kobayashi Kyoko shook her head, and as soon as this kind of thing started, her reputation in the industry would become messy.

"But he took all the money! Oh, why don't you talk to the head of Beiyuan? You see just now, that guy was deflated in front of the head of Beiyuan, it's fun to think about it, the head of Beiyuan must have a way to deal with this. Nasty guy!" Ishikawa Sayuri persevered to "induce" her good sister.

"Okay, let's go back to work. By the way, you must not tell the head of the Beiyuan department, or you will end the friendship!" She waved a small fist at her friend, and glanced at the stairs leading to the second floor.

(End of this chapter)

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