My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

As expected by Kitahara Hideji, Oishio Ichiro came soon, and he did not hesitate, sliding, kneeling, leaning forward, his forehead stuck to the ground in one go, sliding more than a foot on the smooth tiled floor. , His voice was low with a hint of despair, and he repented deeply: "I'm very sorry, Bei Yuan, I regret my previous behavior, please give me another chance, please."

Hideji Kitahara raised his head from the pile of old paper. This was the first time he saw Oishio Ichiro, but he still could only see the back of his head, and Oisho Ichiro also showed the style of a Japanese professional veteran. Kneeling was very happy, even in the public, even if it was to endure humiliation, even if Kitahara Hideji was less than half his age, he still knelt without hesitation, just to get a chance.

Kitahara Hideji's face was expressionless, her eyes calm as if a pool of bottomless water. He can understand why Oishio Ichiro did this. Maybe he had put a lot of effort in the past and was unwilling to be ruined. Maybe the mortgage hasn’t been paid, maybe the child is going to study abroad, maybe he doesn’t want to lose his career job, maybe he still wants to keep in the East. The status of the Union...

There may be many reasons, not just for himself, but he did kneel, and Hideji Kitahara watched the "enemy" kneel down, but he didn't feel much happy, and he was even a little bored with all this in front of him.

After hearing the legendary experience of Kagura Jizun with his own ears, he was shocked in his heart, his eyes were set higher, and he no longer interested in fighting with a small loach in a small pond.

He just looked at Oishio Ichiro, did not speak for a while, and experienced the change in his mood-leaving aside the trivial details about Yoko, his virtual and unclear goals in the past had benchmarks in reality. The fire of ambition is quietly igniting, and he doesn't want to lose to Kagura Jizumi, or it should be better to say, he wants to see the best!

Kagura Jizuna is one of the peaks he can see at the moment. It is very tall, so tall that it is a little daunting, and so high that it makes a little self-doubt-can I do it, can I do it like him? But this is not a reason to retreat, I still want to challenge, still want to win, still want to stand shoulder to shoulder with the legend, and even defeat the legend!

He was lost in thought, and there was silence in the writing room. The staff of the East Union present were as serious as they were attending a memorial service. Perhaps it was a bit sad, but soon everyone returned to work, maintaining the usual characteristics of the Japanese workplace— —I don’t watch, I don’t listen, I don’t know what happened.

The little Yukio who was forcibly pulled over looked at Kitahara Hideji in astonishment, and found that he was sitting there as unpredictable and unpredictable. It fits the image of the legendary great figure. Think about what Oishio Ichiro said to him before coming. Then, he couldn't help but weaken his legs, and quickly followed with a deep bow, fulfilling the responsibility of accompaniment and apologizing, and no longer dared to bargain-he knew something, but it was a bit late.

Kitahara Hideji didn’t care about him either, Oyukio was already insignificant in his eyes, and even if he did it again, he would definitely not grind so much, he would definitely choose to take the initiative and directly use the relationship to make Yukio and Yukio. Dashi kicks the **** off, so as not to waste his time and energy-many people are cruel and cruel, not because of their nature, but because they want to go far and don't want to spend too much time on small people.

not worth it!

He was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "Oishisang, this is the end of the matter, there is no room for regret, and... this is my order. If you want to retaliate in the future, just rush to me. !"

He took the matter directly. Whether it was Niwa Arika, Kagura Jizuna, Suzuki Noki, he only helped him because of his face, and he wouldn’t be without it at this time. With the slightest sense of responsibility, I pushed things on those three people and put on a pitying, good-looking person-it’s not that I am cruel, but they are troublesome, but I can’t do anything, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. sorry!

This is not his principle of dealing with people. Men should be able to bear the burden. If Ichiro Oishi has any dissatisfaction or grievances, there is no need to find Kagura and the three of them. Just attack him. No matter what it is, he Took it.

Oishio Ichiro’s regretful intestines were all blue at the moment. He did not expect that in just a week, the situation had developed from a young man’s breath to a sky thunder—there are two great people, Emperor Yin and Shigekura, supported by the bank, and Kitahara Hideji even You can sit in front of the president of Donglian and talk, even if you are farting, the president of Donglian has to express the very important attitude of this fart. He can't afford it to clean up a small middle-level cadre like him. He feels particularly wronged. .

He has not dared to raise his head, his eyes fixed on the ground, and a thin layer of oily sweat spread on his forehead: "Beiyuan, please consider again, I already know that I was wrong, leave me, what do you want to say in the future... "

He didn't lose his reason completely, he took the attitude he was accustomed to in the workplace and began to beg for mercy-if he couldn't beat you, he would join you, and then he would listen to your instructions and be your little brother.

Hideji Kitahara smiled suddenly, looked down at the past data again, and continued to write and draw in the notebook-watching these old economic data made him gain a lot, and many things that he didn't understand before felt that it was an accidental phenomenon. Now that I have a new understanding, I feel that the phrase "history is always similar" can also make sense in terms of management.

Oishio Ichiro said for a long time and didn't get any response. He raised his head and glanced at Kitahara Hideji. He still didn't give up. He bowed his head again and shouted, "Kitahara, please... please think about it again, please!"

He could only beg so hard, he couldn't find a middleman who begged for mercy. After all, Xiuji Kitahara was an outsider, and Xiuji Kitahara was unmoved. He just glanced at him coldly and fully expressed a meaning-the matter is irretrievable. Get out!

Niwa didn't mention it, although Suzuki Noki and Kagura Jizuna started at will without ventilating with him, but Kitahara Hideji will not change their decision.

Wouldn't it be a fool if it changed?

Others help yourself, pretend to be good, forgive generously, and kick the person who helped yourself to the ranks of bad people. What is it doing? How will you face those who help yourself in the future?

It is indeed irretrievable.

He is hard-hearted, not as cold as a seventeen-year-old boy, but after unsuccessful begging, Oishio Ichiro can only leave sadly, and he doesn't even dare to lie there to play tricks-he has been suspended from his job now, and he will provoke Kitahara Hideji. He became more angry, and he was also afraid of instructing Hideji Kitahara to send him to Africa to expand his business.

Japan is now opening up economic colonies in South America and Africa, and it can be sent away with a single order. It is a blessing to be able to stay in Tokyo anyway.

Oishio Ichiro left the writing room slumped, as if he was ten years old for a moment, his eyes were very muddy, and he was a little dazed while standing in the corridor. He is currently on suspension and can go home directly, but he does not want to go back, and Donglian has no place for him to go. Before coming to ask for the Kitahara show, he has asked everyone who can.

Little Yukio carefully asked next to him: "Uncle, what should I do now? Do you want to call my father and mother?"

He had seen the power of power. Without warning, he knocked down the abyss directly, making his scalp numb when he thinks about it. Ichiro Oishi took a deep look at the nephew and lifted his palm slightly, really wanting to give him a cruel blow. Last slapped, but didn't do it in the end, just shook his head and said: "It's useless, let your father ask for more blessings!"

He could guess what he did in Nagoya, which attracted the attention of the backer behind Hideji Kitahara, and that person was very energetic at Shigekura Bank, not an order from the top, it is impossible to issue a very directional formal Official letter, and Yukio’s father had the same status as him in Shigekura Bank, and it was more convenient for the other party to pack it up. Maybe he was desperately seeking self-protection at the moment.

He stopped paying attention to Yukio, and didn't even want to see him anymore. He didn't even take the elevator, and went straight to the stairwell. He was very careful and confirmed that Hideji Kitahara was a poor man from Tottori Prefecture. Ghost, this was the only way to send Kitahara Hideji to the shredded paper room, but he never expected this to be the result.

He now has only a glimmer of hope. He hopes that after Hideji Kitahara leaves, he can get a chance to reinstate his job. If not, then his best end is to re-delegate to a branch or even be kicked into an affiliated company as a job loser, with an annual salary. It was cut by more than half immediately, and in the future, when he met his former colleagues, he was begging for a loan.

Regret not at the beginning...

In the next week or so, Oishio Ichiro did not dare to tell his wife and children about his suspension. He still went to work on time. However, his work place was changed to a coffee shop or Internet cafe. His expression gradually became haggard, and he took out from time to time. I took a look at the phone, hoping to receive good news... Now he can accept kicking him from the store to the following branch. It is better than doing so.

He still has contacts and accomplices. Although it is not convenient to speak for him for the time being, he still has the hope of turning over by performance!

It’s just that this hope is a little far away. He sighed, put down the phone again, stirred the coffee with a spoon, and then sighed again. He touched the magazine but didn’t look at it, and turned his head to look out the window. , It was raining sleet outside, and pedestrians hurried.

He was silent for a while, and forced himself not to regret it. If he did it again, he would not hesitate to send the dog nephew to the shredded paper room. No, he would kick him out of Nagoya with a kick, and then his mobile phone rang softly. Screamed.

He quickly grabbed it, and closed his eyes slightly to pray that he was not selling insurance or promoting the group. After praying, he took a look and found that it was the news that asked him to return to the Eastern United to report. He was overjoyed.

It's finally over. As long as there is still a job and it is needed, there is still a chance to come back. It is not a loser, and it is not abandoned by society!

He turned around and ran towards Donglian, letting the fine ice and rain fall on him, not paying attention at all. After waiting near Donglian, he slowed down, tidied his suit lightly, and straightened his tie. Energetic and headed towards the reporting location, he was stunned when he opened the door-as an old banker who has been in business for 20 years, he could tell who these grey dogs were at a glance!

It is the minion of the Financial Services Agency!

Niwa Arika looked at him coldly, and pointed to the single chair in the middle of the room: "Oishi-san, please sit down. Now there are some questions that you need to answer."

Oishio Ichiro should be alert and nervous immediately, but his mind was a little unclear, so he went to sit down on the "trial bench" in a daze, his eyes fell behind Niwa Arika, where Kitahara Hideji was holding his notebook and preparing to record. , His expression is calm and unwavering.

He watched very attentively, even Niwa Arika's words seemed to be coming from a distant horizon, blurry, and asked hoarsely, "Isn't it over yet?"

It's just a little offense, do you need to kill it like this?

The tiny pieces of ice in his hair turned into water and flowed into the back of his neck, soaking his shirt. It was cold, but he didn't feel it. He just looked at Hideji Kitahara, and Hideji Kitahara didn't answer—not at all this time. Regarding him, this is the issue of the Fifth Business Department of the Eastern United. Niwa Arika’s fishing operation went smoothly. Although no direct evidence was obtained, the information obtained was sufficient to prove that a group of people violated regulations and used special support to support low interest rates. The loan is profitable, and many people can even be held accountable for loan fraud.

Ichiro Oishi is one of them. Some of these violations are involved, even if they are suspended, they must be held accountable-the Financial Services Agency does not care about the factory owners and the gray chain of interests behind them~www.readwn.com~that is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department In the work of the economic police, they are in charge of bank employees, and they have suspended all the personnel involved in isolation.

Niwa Arika got all his first accomplishments, brought the inspection team back, and fulfilled his promise. He wanted to slap Oishio Ichiro to vent his anger to Kitahara Hideji-Oishio Ichiro was very careful and didn't involve much, so he just used it as a breakthrough. She is also by the way.

At this moment, she was inexplicable about Oishio Ichiro’s words, and signaled Kitahara Hideji to show the file to Oishio Ichiro, so that he should not take a fluke, and confess it early, while Oishio Ichiro’s eyes moved with Kitahara Hideji, waiting for Hideji Kitahara to see him. The file was squeezed into his hand before he suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked at Kitahara Xiuji's handsome but grim face, as if he saw a cunning poisonous snake-for a little thing, you want me to ruin? How long have you been plotting? Did it start from the first day in the shredding room?

Kitahara saw that he was still in a daze, patted him, and said calmly: "Look at the file and tell me everything that involves you!"

Oishio Ichiro instinctively lowered his head and then looked at Hideji Kitahara's dark eyes, feeling that the other party seemed to be expecting him to resist, and then the subsequent insidious methods could be used naturally...Will he send himself to jail? Like sending him to the underground locker?

He hesitated for only a second before slumping: "Beijing is the same. This incident has not harmed the Bank of East Union itself. It can also take care of the companions who are in distress after being dispatched. So I pretended not to see it and did some small things. Little cooperation, but I..."

This Beiyuan is vicious and vicious, he has already lost, so he should seek self-protection!

He explained to Kitahara Xiuji in detail, and Kitahara Xiuji sighed-you explain to me that there is a hammer to use, it is not my trouble to find you, it is the Financial Services Agency!