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

Chapter 423 The Challenge of Gambling Everything!

8 p.m., Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, Sakura Shrine.

As the signature property of the Hashimoto family, Sakura Shrine is a chain throughout Japan, and it is a secret private izakaya dedicated to entertaining guests for members of the Hashimoto family and related factions.

Nowadays, the national economic situation is very depressed, but the Sakura Shrine is crowded with people, and there is no sign of decadence at all.

This also made Kitahara Sosuke realize that the so-called economic crisis has not reached a certain level, and it really cannot affect the top of society.

It really corresponds to a sentence he read in the textbook before——

Prosperity, people suffer; death, people suffer.

As the lowest level of the Li people, they don't even have the right to survive, and they have no choice but to walk slowly with the torrent of the times, and finally drown in the dust of history.

Kitano Ran, who changed into a bright red off-the-shoulder evening dress, has an elegant temperament and a tall figure. Standing with Kitahara Sosuke, who is also slender, just holding his arm, there is an indescribable aura of a lady.

The two of them were just like golden boys and girls. When they walked into the Sakura Shrine, the other guests were instantly eclipsed.

Several councilors booked the Amaterasu box on the top floor. The environment is elegant and charming, with an antique flavor. Because there were several female guests present, they did not find any other maids to accompany them.

Kitahara Sosuke and Kitano Lan walked into the gate, and a scent of fragrance wafted into his nostrils. He took a look at the layout inside, good guy, it was obviously a box with a strong Japanese style, and he insisted on learning from Western parties, serving Western food and wearing dresses and suits , really nondescript.

But this is also the status quo of the current high-level Japanese.

They are rich and powerful, but they have not escaped from their father's control. The ancient Chinese culture is really the Muqiang thinking in the bones, which is difficult to change.

If a nation is not confident enough in its own culture, how can it become strong?
Hopeless.

Sosuke Kitahara thought so, and greeted a congressman with a smile.

Bei Yelan let go of his arm, and walked towards the group of ladies dressed in foreign styles naturally. With her wrist and ability, it was a breeze to strike up a conversation with these so-called young women who stayed at home.

Kitahara Sosuke was not worried, he came to the table and asked the waiter for a glass of wine, then picked up the plate and began to choose food.

He has never treated his stomach badly. When he came to a place with such excellent ingredients, he couldn't feel wronged, not to mention eating enough.

"Haha, Sosuke, long time no see, how have you been lately?" came Nissho Iwai's president Uchida Hiroshi, and his two daughters, Uchida Ryoko, have been married to Hashimoto Shota, and the youngest daughter, Uchida Shizuko, will be divorced. The property has been invested in Beiyuan Investment, and now the relationship with Kitahara Sosuke seems to be very ambiguous.

He himself had a lot of business exchanges with Kitahara Sosuke, and he was a very close old friend.

"Uncle Uchida, long time no see." Kitahara Sosuke clinked glasses with him, and people from the Sanhe Foundation also came, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.

After all, it is Tosan and the Fuji consortium behind the prime minister's cabinet that are relatively close friends with the Kitahara-based club.

After being tricked several times, the Sanwa Foundation gradually alienated Kitahara Sosuke, adopting an attitude of neither closeness nor hostility. The Sumitomo Foundation must be on the opposite side of him. The Mitsui Foundation has cooperation and competition, but the Persuasion Silver Foundation is here to communicate and compare few.

As for the Mitsubishi consortium, after Mitsubishi Heavy Industries was incorporated into Kitahara Heavy Industries, the relationship between Kitahara Sosuke and them was still quite tense.

If Dong Chan's relationship chain is broken, it is very likely to become an enemy.

Every time the Sanhe consortium, which likes to take risks but always loses money, appears, Kitahara Sosuke knows that something interesting will happen.

The two chatted in low voices for a while, expressing their views on the current economic situation.

Kitahara Sosuke remembers that in the subsequent wave of mergers in the banking industry, Sanwa Bank forcibly acquired Tokyo Trust Bank and Tokai Bank in order to save itself, and established UFJ Bank. This is probably the last year or two.

However, now that Tokyo Trust has been eaten by Sosuke Kitahara, UFJ’s size should drop a bit, and the competition between UFN and Tosan will inevitably be at a disadvantage.

Everything is in Kitahara Sosuke's plan.

While the two were chatting, the white-haired Noboru Takeshita also walked over with a cane.

This old man who has experienced several generations of turmoil has a calm and powerful temperament. Like the deceased Qian Yelong, he is the old generation who has been strong from the last era to the present.

But now, there was a trace of cloudiness in his eyes.

After all, I am old.

"Your Excellency Takeshita." The two stopped communicating and greeted the old man.

"En." Takeshita nodded slightly in return, and then fixed his eyes on Kitahara Sosuke's face, looked up at him, as if looking for something from him.

Kitahara Sosuke maintained a smile, and just stood there looking at him, just like when we first met at Yueguang Zhuang.

"Good, good, good."

Three good ones blurted out in a row.

"Miyazawa, come!" Takeshita Toshi suddenly shouted.

The same gray-haired Miyazawa Kiichi walked over with the support of his granddaughter Miyazawa Kaoru.

He is a bit bigger than Takeshita Totaka, but still quite small compared to Kitahara Sosuke.

Kitahara Sosuke, who is 1.8 meters tall, is a remarkable outlier among the generally short Japanese.

"We meet again." Takeshita Akira looked at them and smiled.

None of them spoke, just looked at Takeshita Deng.

Kitahara Sosuke knew what the old man had to say, so he stood there holding his breath and waited quietly.

"Cangsuke, since I met you, I have been losing." Takeshita Toshi suddenly broke the silence, "I am different from that old stubborn Chino Ryu. I will not be so stubborn that I will not be overtaken by young people. You won For me, if you win, you win, there is nothing to say."

"Your Excellency Takeshita is overrated, it's just luck." Kitahara Sosuke waved his hand.

I'm just lucky enough to beat you every time.

"Haha, good luck?" Takeshita shook his head with a smile, and then slammed down the crutch in his hand, "Kitahara Sosuke! I challenge you in the name of the head of the Takeshita family, do you dare to continue?"

In an instant, the audience was shocked and there was a dead silence.

"Why don't you dare." Kitahara Sosuke looked at him, still smiling.

Although this old man is not as stubborn as Qianyelong, his competitive heart is the same.

"I know a good business opportunity. I want to see how much money each of us can make from it. The loser will lose all their assets to the other party. How about it?"

all assets?
This is a wave of stud!

Kitahara Sosuke also put away his smile, then looked at him, and suddenly smiled again.

"Okay."

(End of this chapter)