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

Chapter 51 The Girl in the Bubble Era (24)

Kitahara Canosuke, who clocked in early to get off work, was in a good mood. He walked to the parking lot humming a little song, but saw a tall figure next to his Lesax LS400, looking anxious and looking at the bank lobby from time to time.

"Yakuza-kun?" Kitahara Sosuke walked over and said hello. Thanks to his assistance in the Asahi Community incident last time, the pile of Yakuza was easily settled. For this person who knows the current affairs and understands the sense of proportion, Kitahara Sosuke is still quite Feel good.

Yamada Kazuma recently helped him monitor Momo Inoue's every move. Could it be that there was a problem with Momo Inoue?

"Mr. Kitahara! Did you leave work early?" Yamada Kazuma hurriedly bowed and saluted when he saw him, and walked in two steps, "I'm still wondering if I should go in and find you."

"Is there something wrong with Momo Inoue?" Kitahara Canosuke patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to get in the car.

"No and no." Yamada Kazuma was a little flustered, and took a deep breath before continuing, "Miss Inoue Momo should bring President Inoue Hiko to visit you today, I, I am here, in addition to reporting this matter to you, I also want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Today, it seems that the situation of Inoue Logistics is already very bad." The corner of Kitahara Canosuke's mouth rose slightly, which was faster than he expected. The woman seemed to be working hard.

On the other hand, Yamada Kazuma, this man has always felt like a mountain to him, what made him so flustered?
"What's the matter." He answered in no hurry.

Yamada Kazuma glanced at the luxury car beside him and scratched his head: "Can Mr. Kitahara lend me the car?"

"Oh, such a trivial matter, of course." Kitahara Canosuke laughed, took out the car key from his pocket and threw it to him, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to go to Hokkaido." Yamada Kazuma hesitated and said truthfully, "Don't worry, Mr. Kitahara, I will pay for the oil myself!"

"Hokkaido? Isn't it faster to fly?" Kitahara Canosuke was stunned. Why did he suddenly plan to go to such a far place? This time is not the season for vacation.

"It's about Seiko, she seems to live in the countryside." Yamada Kazuma briefly explained the news from Masaru Irie.

Annoyed, Yamada Yang found Onodera Seiko who fled to live in Hokkaido, and it is estimated that he will send some Yakuza to find trouble. Yamada Kazuma, who is worried, decides to go there personally to bring Onodera Seiko back.

It was about 750 kilometers from Osaka to Hokkaido, and it took eight hours to drive upwards. He was about to run overnight to save people.

"Sorry, Mr. Kitahara, I can't continue to help you monitor Momo Inoue before returning!" Yamada Kazuma bowed [-] degrees again, his face full of guilt.

"It doesn't matter, you can go." Kitahara Cangsuke waved his hand, "I still have several million yen in cash in my car. If you want to use it, you can use it first."

"This, this" Yamada Kazuma looked grateful. In fact, he had borrowed the money he used to pay for fuel, and he was going to eat bread to survive these few days.

"Come on, don't send me off." Kitahara Cangsuke patted his shoulder heavily, "When showing masculinity, don't be cowardly!"

"Yes!" Yamada Ichima squeezed the car keys, bowed again, and got into the driver's seat.

Kitahara Canosuke bought a Marlboro bag at a roadside shop, and walked back to the apartment while smoking. On both sides of the road, there were groups of girls from high school chatting and laughing, seeming to be discussing where to go on vacation in the New Year.

During this period, the female students had no money in their own pockets. They all depended on the men who ran errands and paid for the bills. If they wanted to make large purchases or travel abroad, they needed to go to special clubs to participate in YZ networking.

The object of communication is often a successful, rich and powerful man like Kitahara Canosuke.

This has formed a unique culture in which everyone tacitly understands and takes what they need.

Those special clubs located in the heart of Osaka's entertainment district often send public relations managers to their door to sell, and bank staff are their most recognized VIP users, and the small cards that resemble artist ID cards are often stuffed with Kitahara Sosuke's car handlebars.

After the bubble burst, this culture became more rampant, but the number of sponsors decreased. After several evolutions, some of the former special clubs began to set up entertainment clubs and became popular with some underground idols.

In the period of low consumption and low desire, this kind of cheap spiritual sustenance has become an emerging industry.

In the future, you can consider investing in an entertainment company. Kitahara Sosuke thought so, and then found that several female high school students were secretly looking at him.

In this era, they still mainly wear long skirts, and their faces are full of immaturity. After chatting, one of them quickly ran to Kitahara Canosuke, handed a small card with a blushing face, and then ran quickly again. opened.

Kitahara Canosuke was frightened, are all the current girls' high school students so open?He glanced at the name on it - Noriko Uraike, studying at Osaka Girls' High School, Sanwei.
With a chuckle, he still stuffed the small card into his jacket pocket and continued walking towards the apartment.

When I got home, before I could sit still, I heard the mobile phone ring suddenly.

"Mosimoxi."

"Is it Canosuke?" A middle-aged man's voice was on the opposite side.

"Who are you?" Due to the poor sound quality of the phone, he couldn't tell the identity of the other party, it wasn't Masao Kitahara anyway.

"It's me, Uncle Kishimoto." Fangming Kishimoto lowered his voice, "Aosuke, you won't blame uncle for the suspension of work and pay."

"How come, it's just suspension of work and pay, I'm already very grateful." Kitahara Canosuke shook his head, but sneered in his heart.

His own punishment was approved by Kishimoto Fangming himself. There was no intention of him in it, and Kitahara Canosuke did not believe it.

Failing to turn the business into jeopardy, someone has to carry this black pot and give an explanation to the big guy who doesn't want Naoto Asano to come to power.

Fang Ming Kishimoto pushed him out just to block the sword.

"That's good, I'm calling you this time, mainly because I want to talk to you, Sosuke." Fang Ming Kishimoto lowered his voice again, "Today, Naoto Asano submitted an application to the head office's personnel department, and he asked The senior investigator from the head office came to Osaka to investigate your business situation, Cansuke, you have to be careful yourself, if it really doesn’t work, just give up that plan.”

Kitahara Canosuke's heart froze, the knife stabbed in the back was faster than he expected.

Did Naoto Asano intend to directly let him go to hell?

"Thank you, Uncle Kishimoto."

After hanging up the phone, Kitahara Cansuke looked solemn and hesitated, but he still didn't call Kitahara Masao.

The fact that Naoto Asano made such a big move shows that he has certain confidence in dealing with himself. In that respect, Masao Kitahara naturally has a headache, and it is not a level he can deal with at present.

He lay on the sofa and rested for a while, thinking about what other high-tech manufacturing he had left out.

Not knowing how long it took, the doorbell rang.

Kitahara Canosuke went to open the door and found Momo Inoue who was wearing heavy makeup and Hiko Inoue who looked worried, and welcomed them in.

"Please sit down, you two, do you want to drink barley tea or coffee?" Kitahara Canosuke opened the refrigerator door, but heard Inoue Hiko's almost collapsed voice in the living room.

"Department Head Beiyuan, you, you have been suspended?"

(End of this chapter)