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

Chapter 58 Dazhengxiongfeng (33, please reward xdm, three faster 8000 words)

On December 1989, 12, Mori Machinery Manufacturing Co., Ltd., the headquarters building.

The petite but heroic Fujiwara Norika smiled, and said leisurely after the man named Mori Masahiko on the opposite side bowed: "The loan of 3000 million is not a problem, but if my request is that you suspend the loan on hand." All orders will transform the company into real estate, would you like it, President Mori."

"Eh? This, such a request"

Following the original appearance of the head of the department, Fujiwara Norika successfully completed a flicker of the president without a red face or a heartbeat.

In the final reversal, she clearly felt the sense of authenticity that the head of the department said at the beginning.

Only in the most unexpected time, the other party will remove all disguise and show the real side.

People are not machines. When interacting with people, you can only experience these things with your heart.

She smiled and helped the middle-aged man who was slumped to the ground from howling loudly. These days, the heavy loan pressure was almost crushing him.

Dongsan is the only and the last straw!

After completing this business, Kitahara Sosuke's special financing project plan will also come to an end.

Among the hundreds of clubs, it seems that three qualified companies have exceeded the expectations of the department head. According to the department head, Beiyuan Investment has just started, and there is still a long way to go.

And among the three clubs, there was one where the head of the department was absent, and she completed it independently!
Fujiwara Norika clenched her fist, she has made progress!

She looked at the man who was smoking in the distance, trotted all the way, and was about to ask for credit, to ask for some bragging and praise, but found that Kitahara Canosuke completely ignored her, turned her head and walked away, and continued to make calls.

Fujiwara Norika's mouth flattened instantly, and she cursed in a low voice: "Stinky Chief, idiot, big idiot! Hehehe!"

On the other side, after getting away from Norika Fujiwara, Kitahara Canosuke continued to smile on the phone: "Shota, I will say that Governor Mie will secretly raise the interest rate. Is the value of this news worth what you have before? information?"

"Amazing, Cansuke! You kid can actually do well in Osaka, but to be honest, I didn't intend to believe your nonsense at first, but I really got you right! You don't know, I When I came home last night, I was relieved to see my dad's angry expression." A young man's voice was on the other end of the phone.

His close friend with this body is Shota Hashimoto, the head of the Personnel Processing Division of the Personnel Department of the Tosan Tokyo Head Office.

This close friend also has an almost unknown identity, the youngest son of Ryutaro Hashimoto, who is currently the Minister of Tibet and holds the post of Minister of Tibet.

Kitahara Sosuke and he were classmates from Dongdatong majors. Shota Hashimoto almost lost his life when he fell into the water. It was Kitahara Sosuke who jumped into the river to save him.

Shota Hashimoto aspires to become a big banker. He will hold trillions of dollars in the future and has absolutely no interest in politics. He came from a political family and has always been at odds with his father.

In this regard, the two are quite similar.

Tibetan Prime Minister Ryutaro Hashimoto was conservative about the economic situation and disapproved of raising interest rates in the near future.

Moreover, the news appeared in the newspaper yesterday, causing a lot of discussion. The Yomiuri Shimbun exclusively broke the news that "the interest rate will be increased by [-]% this week", and Ryutaro Hashimoto, who went to question Yasushi Mie, only got the other side's understatement. The sentence "Sure enough, the wind has leaked."

"Shota, you haven't sold the stock yet."

"Of course, it's just an increase. The stock market is not so easy to collapse. Do you have any new guesses?"

"The interest rate will continue to rise, and it should eventually reach 6%, and the long-term interest rate will exceed 8%." Kitahara Canosuke once again threw a blockbuster, "What happened recently, no later than February."

"What?!" Shota Hashimoto jumped up in fright, and quickly covered the phone again, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I have sent you this news, how to use it depends on you, believe it or not, now I want you to do me a little favor, I will be there, Yamada-gumi and Inoue Logistics"

After listening to Kitahara Sosuke's request, Hashimoto Shota didn't care too much. He paid more attention to the interest rate change, which was related to the RB national economy!
"Cang Jie, are you kidding me? Do you know how much money consortiums have in the stock market, real estate and abroad? If you do this, everyone will be doomed! How can you judge this trend?"

"Intuitively, believe it or not, that's all, I'm hanging up." Kitahara Canosuke caught sight of Fujiwara Norika, who was kicking a small stone with a flat mouth, and quickly hung up the phone and ran over.

"Intuition? Damn intuition? Hey hey hey." Shota Hashimoto called into the phone, speechless for a while, and fell into deep thought.

"Yo, who is the bad guy who made our Miss Fujiwara unhappy? I'll blow him up to vent your anger?" Kitahara Cangsuke teased, and stretched out his hand to beat the little girl's head, "Okay, don't be angry, I'm all right You see, it's great, Fujiwara!"

"Hmph, I'm not rude!" Fujiwara Norika turned her head and shoved him the documents in her hand, "It's done, go home for dinner, hum!"

She continued kicking the stones and walked forward, then suddenly turned her head and said to him: "Also, don't play my head in the future, you will become stupid!"

"Okay, I'll take you home now." Kitahara Canosuke laughed, packed his file bag, and finally looked at Sen Machinery Manufacturing Co., Ltd., the future machine tool giant was also picked up by him.

This was originally a client of Mitsuo Oshima, but he gave up long ago. The fat pig is now drunk in the giraffe nightclub every day, and he is living an extremely unrestrained life.

"By the way, I'm going to eat hot pot tonight, Fujiwara, don't you?"

"Ehhh, are you in the department head's house?"

"Yeah, at the house of your stinky bastard, the big idiot, don't you eat it? I asked Xingzijiang to prepare three servings."

"Eat, eat, no, no, I mean I'll eat with apricot jam."

The car drove fast, and the two chatted and laughed for a while in the car. When they returned to the apartment, Kobayashi Kyoko and Yamakawa Sayuri were already busy in the kitchen.

News was playing on the TV in the living room, and it happened that Yasushi Mie, who had just served as the president of the Bank of Japan, spoke passionately about the need to raise interest rates.

However, it was only [-] percentage points, and it did not cause more waves. It has a small stimulus to the economy as a whole, but the effect will not be obvious.

The consortium will probably put some pressure on him, and at the same time, they will think that this is just three fires for the new official to take office. The bubble problem is obvious to all, but under the huge economic advantage, most people choose to ignore it for the time being.

After all, RB people have invested overseas. Now many of the houses in the United States are theirs. They buy them and rent them out to Americans. Their desire to develop another RB overseas is about to come true. Now who dares to pour cold water on everyone?

But the shrinking manufacturing industry warned them again, sticking like a thorn in the throats of the executives.

How can I solve this problem?

It's very simple, all the manufacturing industries are closed down, or all the remodeling is not good.

Anyway, what we have is money, we have invested overseas, and all the landmark buildings in the United States are ours.

The old man on the TV shouted anxiously, but the three girls in the kitchen were chatting about how to spend the New Year's holiday. This is the current RB.

Kitahara Canosuke opened a can of beer, the phone rang from the sofa, but it was Yamada Kazuma.

"Mr. Beiyuan, things are as you expected, they have already spent their money."

"Is it all spent? Four people, 200 million yen, two days?" Kitahara Sosuke was startled, did he overestimate this group of hot girls?

I thought it would take at least a week.

Yamada Kazuma was also surprised. He sorted out the form and prepared it for delivery to the door in a while.

Beiyuan Cangsuke glanced at the hot pot, as if he hadn't prepared his share, and then coughed dryly: "Cough, then meet downstairs in the apartment, it's a little inconvenient for me here."

"Ah, I see, okay!" Yamada Kazuma, who vaguely heard the girl's voice, showed an "I understand" expression.

Half an hour later, Kitahara Sosuke went downstairs wrapped in a windbreaker, and saw Yamada Kazuma standing upright in the cold wind.

These Yakuzas are actually pretty cute, and they take things seriously.

He held a document in both hands, and a bottle of medicine with black pills.

"What is this?" Kitahara Canosuke asked casually as he flipped through the document.

It's no wonder that those little hot girls spend like water, buy luxury goods, go to high-end places and restaurants, and patronize Cowherd stores, and a small percentage of them lose in the game city.

Things like pinball machines are still very popular right now.

"It can boost your glory! Very useful!"

Kitahara Canosuke almost fell headfirst into the snow, he glared at Yamada Kazuma: "Do you think I am the one who needs this?"

"This can be enhanced! It's harmless to the body!" Yamada Kazuma hurriedly explained.

"Ahem, okay, let's not talk about this. Next, don't they like to play pinball machines and game consoles, guide them to play more, and then borrow money." Kitahara Sosuke took out a big bag from his arms. The paper bag, "There is 500 million yen in it, it's not enough to continue to ask me to take it. By the way, how much is your interest?"

"One-tenth of the principal a month."

"It will be raised to three-tenths of a month for them, if they still don't come out." Kitahara Canosuke showed a bright smile, "Take some good photos of them, and of course, remember to give them the opportunity to call me."

"Yes!" Yamada Kazuma was horrified, feeling that this Mr. Kitahara was more proficient in this kind of business than himself.

"Okay, I'm back, don't look at me like that, I'm not a devil." Kitahara Canosuke glared at him, then stuffed the medicine bottle into his pocket.

(End of this chapter)