Chapter 125 Not as Smart as Beihara’s Dog (2)

In the next room sat two cramped girls in uniforms. They were young. After closing the door, they, Kitahara Sosuke and Fujiwara Norika were the only four left.

"President Beihara." They stood up and bowed, their eyes filled with fear.

"Yamazaki-san, Ito-san, please sit down, don't be so formal, I am not Asano Naoto." Kitahara Sosuke sighed, and after sitting down, he poured them each a cup of tea.

The two girls took the tea in panic and looked at him timidly.

This was the first girl to be assaulted by Naoto Asano. She was a new employee in the second financing section. She had been in the industry for less than half a year. It was said that she was later offered to the top management of the branch.

Their experience was lamentable. After the incident, in order to save face, Naoto Asano contacted the Human Resources Department and transferred the two to the countryside, leaving the banking system and becoming office workers.

Under Sosuke Kitahara's prompting, Koji Kadani took good care of them. It took a long time to build their trust in him, and then they had this meeting.

"President Kitahara, don't worry, we won't tell the truth! Please don't continue to recruit us!" Before Kitahara Sosuke could speak, the girl named Yamazaki stood up and kept bowing and apologizing.

Fujiwara Nori was so fragrant that she clenched her fists under the table.

"We're not here to scare you." Kitahara Sosuke comforted the girl, "We're just here to take a look."

He picked up the suitcase and put it on the table. There was still 90 million yen in it. There were thirty-seven girls who were violated by Naoto Asano. They were all in contact with each other in private, and there were small groups to encourage each other.

They thought they were doing these things very secretly, but in fact they had already been noticed by the Dongsan and the General Affairs Office.

He sighed, left the matter to the gentle Fujiwara Norika, and ran outside to smoke.

These days, Norika Fujiwara is still visiting the families who were persecuted by the Yamada-gumi. This kind of tragedy will become more and more common in the future during the Great Depression.

On the way back to the branch, Norika Fujiwara's eyes were red and she was obviously in a bad mood.

"Kika, aren't you yearning for that Izakaya from Sennichimata? I'll take you to have a big meal." Kitahara Sosuke couldn't bear to look at her pitiful appearance and said softly, "I've been very tired these past few days. Are you ready? Have a day off tomorrow?"

"No! I want to accompany you to other villages to continue acquiring non-performing assets!" Norika Fujiwara wiped away her tears and waved her fists, "I am not that easy to knock down."

"I want to look good to those high-level officials and the consortium that controls the economy! Hum!" Fujiwara Norika said loudly, and then touched her somewhat shriveled belly, "Speaking of which, President, should we go now?"

"Pfft-" Kithara Sosuke laughed and nodded.

The acquisition of non-performing assets is not completed so quickly. Most of those investors will not shed tears until they see the coffin. This is fine. There is also an additional clause in the plan. The longer the time is delayed, the lower the asset rating will be.

After that, if you come to ask for help, it will not be 30% of the price, but 25%, 20%, or even lower!

Kitahara Sosuke has considered these clubs and has a clear idea of ​​which ones are valuable and which ones are not.

In the past, these manufacturing clubs were customers of other classrooms and other banks, and he was not easy to grab them. Now that they have become a thorn in the eyes of various banks, he is naturally happy to accept them.

Thanks to the wave after the 1970s, Japan's manufacturing industries all have a good foundation. They are real companies, not empty shells. Many of them contain some technology and talents. Some may have survived the Great Depression and finally became part of the industry. little faucet.

Kitahara Sosuke only remembers the general trend and direction of the future, and cannot remember all the clubs. Now he would rather kill by mistake than let go.

Anyway, it was Dongsan's money, so he didn't feel bad.

It was already half past five in the evening when we returned to Sennichimae. The sunset was hanging in the sky. Osaka's bustling downtown area was still lively, but it was much more restrained than the terrifying night market scene a year ago.

After all, many wealthy people are worried about the housing market and bank loan collection problems at home, and they can no longer go out and wander around at will.

However, ordinary people, middle- and lower-class workers, and students who still think the future is bright are not deeply affected. They still do not realize the horror of the future and continue to consume entertainment and squander their youth and money.

Standing in front of Youhe Commercial Building, the electronic screen played back and forth the impassioned speeches of the leaders of the consortium. However, a few days later, they did not even give a fart. They did not invest a penny in the real estate market, they just continued to paint the pie.

Then came the chaotic Congress, which has now become a venue for the impeachment of the Prime Minister’s cabinet, the Ministry of Finance, and the Bank of Japan. Even the trivial matter of a Ministry of Finance civil servant having an affair with a subordinate has been brought to the forefront and made a big fuss.

These people in power are members of the financial group, and they are attacking the government one after another in an attempt to take back the policy.

The scene changed and the news broadcast talked about the international situation. The United Nations Security Council passed Resolution 661 to impose economic sanctions on Iraq. On May 15, that is, yesterday, President Bush officially signed the "Desert Shield" action plan.

About 2,300 people from a brigade of the 82nd Airborne Division of the US Army took off from the Fort Bragg base in North Carolina as the vanguard and headed for Saudi Arabia.

Just today, May 16, the US military officially marched to Saudi Arabia.

Soon after, troops and strategic materials from all the Allied countries will be transported there in a centralized manner.

The Gulf War that Toshiki Kaifu and the others have been thinking about is about to begin!

I was under tremendous pressure just for this moment.

The picture continues to rotate, and new international events are still happening.

"Lithuania and Georgia issued declarations of independence at the same time today?" Kitahara Sosuke was stunned for a moment. The time seemed to be delayed, but this was a sign of the disintegration of the Soviet Union.

The fall of the furry bear means the beginning of a super-powerful situation. At the same time, the furry bear has so much fur. How can he live up to his status as a time traveler if he doesn't grow some hair?

Kitahara Sosuke was lamenting the unpredictability of the international situation and thinking about how he could profit from it, while Fujiwara Norika was holding the oden in his hand with a sad face and eating it with tears in his eyes!

The izakaya she had longed for for a long time was closed!

The boss ran away with his sister-in-law!

I heard that the proprietress was crying in front of the court every day because she was burdened with huge debts. It was really miserable!

But what does it have to do with her?

The key is that the thing she wants to eat most is gone!

hateful! hateful! hateful!

Fujiwara Norika took a bite of the sausage and looked at Kitahara Sosuke: "It's all your fault! If it weren't for your procrastination, President, I would have eaten it long ago!"

"It's my fault, my fault. I'll give you something delicious next time~" Kitahara Sosuke smiled and patted her little head. The little girl from the izakaya thought about it for a long time, and then secretly plated it for her. Her.

"Ji Xiang, please listen to the question." Kitahara Sosuke led her back to the branch.

"Eh?" Her mouth was still full of balls.

"Which of the following is the most credible?"

"Option A, leader of a certain consortium."

"Option B, a certain member of Congress."

"Option C, a bank executive."

"Option D, the Kitahara family's dog."

Fujiwara Norika tilted her head and replied without thinking: "Of course it's D. President, isn't your dog very smart?"

"Yeah, if most people were half as smart as you, they wouldn't be like this."

Kitahara Sosuke laughed loudly, and the two walked into the branch. Yamakawa Sayuri and Kobayashi Kyoko in the hall immediately bowed.

"President Kitahara~"

Kyoko Kobayashi looked at him affectionately, and Sosuke Kitahara winked, "Come to my house tonight." She nodded with a blushing face and ran to the counter.

Kitahara Sosuke glanced at the dull branch. Everyone was tortured by the risk that the branch might be banned. Coupled with the downfall of Naoto Asano, everyone was panicked and at a loss.

At 9 o'clock tonight, he is preparing to hold his first special meeting since taking office.

Back at the president's office, Sakurai Saeko put all Naoto Asano's belongings into large cardboard boxes and found a moving company to throw them away.

Sakurai Saeko was lying on the table with her back to him, wiping the tabletop vigorously.

This boss's table was so big that she leaned on it and had to stand on tiptoe to reach the edge. The curve of her back extending to her buttocks was extremely attractive.

The butt-covering skirt was very short and barely covered her buttocks. However, there was no one else in the office at this time, so Sakurai Saeko was too lazy to cover up, so she just leaned on the table to clean.

At the door, Kitahara Sosuke came in and had a clear view.

"Cough cough cough." He coughed a few times. No wonder Asano Naoto couldn't control himself.

Saeko Sakurai is the kind of extremely cold-blooded beauty who can arouse men's desire to conquer.

Hearing his cough, Sakurai Saeko exclaimed, covered her hips with her hands, and quickly turned around: "Okay, President. Are you back?"

"Thank you for your hard work. That table doesn't need to be wiped. Throw it away and buy a new one. By the way, there are chairs and sofas." Kitahara Sosuke glanced around, "The same goes for the wardrobe."

Thinking about the disgusting things that might have happened in these places, he didn't want to continue using them.

"Replaced everything?" Sakurai Saeko looked at him, relieved immediately, and her cheeks became even redder.

"Yes, you will come to the meeting later." Kitahara Sosuke nodded and looked at her with a smile, "Sakurai-san doesn't like these things either, right?"

He looked at the table, the sofa, and the wardrobe.

Saeko Sakurai's cheeks were red and she smiled and replied: "If it's yours, I don't mind~"

This man really did what he promised.

Defeated and defeated Naoto Asano!

He drew a circle that night, and that figure has been deeply engraved in Sakurai Saeko's mind.