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

Chapter 83 Evil (23)

In front of the Inoue Logistics headquarters building.

The huge red banner was pulled open and fluttered high in the air, with a row of shocking characters written on it—

Pay your debts, pay your life!
The banners were pulled up by a group of gangsters dressed in colorful clothes and dyed hair of various colors. They were all outlying members of the Ji Dao club, and some of them were not yet formal. From this morning, this group of people gathered at the Inoue Logistics Center. At the door, while shouting loudly, they used various methods to collect debts.

The employees of Inoue Logistics have long known about Inoue Yan's huge losses in the stock market. There was a rumor in the club that he would go bankrupt and run away. If it wasn't for the 2 million that Kitahara Sosuke lent him, the employees would have long ago. strike.

A few weeks ago, Inoue Logistics had officially transferred its ownership to Kitahara Canosuke, becoming the first company under Kitahara Investments to fully control it, but in the logistics industry in Osaka, this club is not well-known. Insulated.

Many people do not understand the intention of Kitahara Sosuke to acquire Inoue Logistics.

Anyway, the employees don't care so much, as long as the boss continues to pay wages, it doesn't matter whether his surname is Inoue or Kitahara.

These gangsters were blocked under the Inoue Logistics Headquarters building, calling out for a day, with vulgar words like "rnm, pay back the money!"

Inoue Yan, who was shrunk in the president's office, has not moved out of Inoue Logistics. Since he mortgaged the property, he has been living in the company, which is convenient and saves money.

The last time the stock market rebounded, he was cruel and signed a new agreement with Kitahara Canosuke, mortgaging the entire Inoue Logistics.

It was hoped that the stock market would rebound again in February, but the stock market with the Nikkei falling to around 2 points clearly shows that there will be no chance of a rebound in the future.

The consortium has all evacuated, and wandering households like him have been wiped out long ago, and even 1 million can't be collected.

The mistresses have run away, the people and money are empty, and the debts are heavy. Tomorrow is the end of the month. After this February, Inoue Yan will officially move out of Inoue Logistics and become a bankrupt homeless.

In the office, his wife Keiko Hirakawa was shivering while holding her son who was only in elementary school, and dared not look at him.

Sitting next to the landline, Inoue Hiko called his old friends one after another, but he couldn't say a word.

He glanced at his wife. This woman was married before he made his fortune. Everything was so ordinary. After he became rich, he hardly ever went home. He just paid her and his son monthly living expenses on time.

After becoming the boss, Inoue Yan hung out with all kinds of rich people, and went to high-end clubs all day long. He couldn't help but look like his wife and son.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, they were still by my side.

"Dad." The son whispered to him.

Inoue Yan sighed and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, Dad will solve the matter."

He continued to make calls, but an hour later, the shouting and scolding from downstairs did not stop, and the phone book in his hand had reached the last page.

In a few days, the heads of major banks will come to collect debts. He has no money to pay. If he is blacklisted by the bank, he and his family will be ruined!

After hesitating for a long time, Inoue Yan opened the drawer, took out a crumpled hot stamped business card, and dialed the number on it.

"Mosimoxi~"

The call was quickly connected, and the other party was the voice of a young man, frivolous and exaggerated.

"Is it Mr. Taro Hamazhong?" Inoue Hiko held the phone with joy, "Mr. Hamamaka is me, I, Inoue Hiko of Inoue Logistics, just attended the party in your villa last month!"

"Ah, it's President Inoue, how's Momo-chan, how is your health?"

"Peach Peach Jam, she has left Osaka."

"Ah, that's such a pity, why did you suddenly leave Osaka?"

"Well, that, she said she wanted to go on a tour to relax."

"Is that so, when Momo sauce comes back, please continue to bring her to my banquet. Speaking of which, I'm planning to go to Kyoto for a picnic this week, is President Inoue interested? Although you are not yet our full member, but I can give you special permission to participate."

"Thank you, Mr. Binzhong, for your kindness. In fact, this call is for a matter. I would like to take the liberty of asking you to do me a favor."

Inouehiko's tone was very low, and it was the first time that Keiko Hirakawa had seen her husband being so respectful to others, so servile across the phone.

"Oh?"

"My, my club has had a small problem with the capital turnover recently. I want to ask Mr. Binzhong to borrow 10 billion yen. Look."

"Huh? Borrow money? President Inoue, I'm not a philanthropist, and my friendship with everyone never involves money, so you know very well."

"Please! Only you can help me now! Please! I will try my best to return the money to you quickly! Just don't let the bank put me on the blacklist and bankruptcy list!"

"Bankrupt, that's so sad, if nothing else, I'll hang up first."

There was a woman's coquettish call over the phone, and Taro Hamazhong was obviously a little impatient.

"Please! It's just a billion for you"

"It's so annoying! President Inoue, if you're looking for a philanthropist, you should go to the Charity Association! If there is nothing else, I'll hang up, eh, baby, I'll be right there, wait for me~"

"Mr. Hamaaka! I secretly took pictures of Yumiko's death that day! It's only 10 billion, you don't want to make the fish die!"

"."

Inoue Hiko clenched the phone tightly, and the last sentence was almost shouted.

Yumiko was a beautiful girl. She died in the villa because she had too much fun that day. Afterwards, the investigation by the Osaka police came to nothing. It was the vice president of a trading company under the name of the Sumitomo Foundation who came forward to solve the problem. It was this Hamamaka Taro who died Yumiko.

He is also a central figure in the circle.

Unexpectedly, the conversation between Taro Hamazhong and the vice president that was secretly recorded that day, and the photos of Yumiko's death scene were actually useful.

"Time, place, I will send someone to give you the money, and you can bring me all the photos and background photos."

Saved!
Inoue Hiko breathed a sigh of relief: "Tomorrow night, it will be at the Inoue Logistics Headquarters."

"Okay." Taro Hamazhong's voice was a little gloomy.

Kitahara Canosuke was very moved when he saw the sumptuous dishes on the table.

As expected, Kobayashi Kyoko should be called over!
Her craftsmanship is great, and like a little daughter-in-law, she can be kneaded by herself, which is perfect!
Finally no need to continue eating instant noodles!

"Chief Beiyuan, please eat it while it's hot~" Kobayashi Kyoko knelt down with a blushing face and poured wine for him. In a traditional Japanese family's formal dinner, women don't serve the table, so they serve with vegetables and wine.

"Then I'll start!" Kitahara Canosuke picked up the chopsticks and started to eat, "You can eat together too, it's boring to eat alone."

"Haiyi~ I have to wait for the head of the Beiyuan Department to eat it." Xiao Lin Xingzi saw that he liked fried pork chops, so he dipped him in the seasoning and put it on a plate.

"Xiaozi, you can call me Beiyuan directly, or Cang Jie." Beiyuan Cang Jie said casually while eating, "I'm sorry to bother you to cook every time."

"No, no trouble, Kitahara-san." Kobayashi Kyoko shook her head quickly. In fact, she felt very happy to be able to cook, only she and Kitahara Sosuke.

She just called him by his first name, and she couldn't say it when she was shy.

After a dinner, Kobayashi Kyoko skillfully washed the dishes and wiped the table. She bent her back to Kitahara Canosuke to wipe the table. Because it was a low table, she was almost wiping against the table, with her legs together, and she swayed with the movements of her body. flickering.

Kitahara Canosuke took out a large pile of documents in the cardboard box and prepared to put them on the low table. He glanced over unconsciously, and quietly admired her back.

After looking back, Kitahara Canosuke greeted her and sat down together.

"Actually, I have troubled Xingzijiang to come here today because I hope you can help me with these financial statements and billing records." Kitahara Canosuke sat up straight, kind of lured a girl into the house late at night, and then took out a set of five-three mock questions to force her Guilt done.

"Haiyi~" Kobayashi Kyoko also sat up straight, as long as she could help Kitahara Canosuke, she was willing to do whatever she wanted.

(End of this chapter)