Chapter 202 Absolute Evidence!

Kitahara Sosuke and Yamada Kazuma looked at each other. The latter understood and ran towards that direction at an extremely fast speed.

"Nooka, are you reading that right?" Kitahara Sosuke frowned. It would be fine if she ran into Inoue Momo by chance, but if she ran away after seeing her as she said, then there must be something wrong!

He gave Inoue Momo 30 million yen in benefits. This money was enough for her to live a peaceful life in the United States. It was enough for her to live on as long as it was kept in the bank to earn interest.

After leaving Inoue Yan and Japan, what else does she have to fear?

After a while, Yamada Kazuma came back alone, shaking his head, and failed to find the Inoue Momo that Fujiwara Norika mentioned.

But Fujiwara Norika swore that she could see everything clearly, but she couldn't find Inoue Momo, so the matter had to be left alone.

The four of them had dinner at Macy's and returned to the hotel. Before they could rest, Kitahara Sosuke received a call from Luo Meng.

"Beiyuan, oil prices have been falling! Oh my god, they have dropped to 37.1 meters of gold per barrel!" Luo Meng's voice was trembling.

The opening price was 38.6 meters of gold per barrel. It fell all day today, a full 1.5 meters of gold per barrel!

It makes people think too much.

After comforting Romon, the corners of Kitahara Sosuke's mouth slowly turned up. He looked at Sakurai Saeko who was wearing light pajamas on the balcony and looking at the lights in the distance. He walked over with a smile and hugged her from behind.

Feeling his body temperature, Sakurai Saeko leaned her head back gently, leaned against him and asked, "Aosuke, you seem to be very happy today?"

"Yes, everything is under control." Kithara Sosuke bit her ear and whispered, his hands slowly sliding into her pajamas.

Naturally, he also has the beauty in front of him.

Sakurai Saeko snorted, enduring his actions and quietly catering to him. When she found that the ties in front of her pajamas were being untied, she couldn't help but blush with embarrassment: "Aosuke, let's go to the room. What?"

"In the room?" Kitahara Sosuke smiled lightly and slowly raised her slender legs, "Isn't this good?"

"As long as you like it." Sakurai Saeko blew the evening breeze and felt the humid atmosphere over the United States. Suddenly she felt so good, but she was so happy in her heart.

Coming out of the bathroom, wearing only unbuttoned pajamas and showing off his strong abdominal muscles, Kitahara Sosuke answered the phone that had been ringing for a long time and finally got the reply he wanted.

"Mr. Kitahara, if I may excuse you, my name is Aman Friedman."

"Hello, Mr. Aman, what's going on so late?"

"I heard that you lent Victoria 330 million meters of gold? This is really too much." Aman's voice was obviously a little excited, "I heard her talk about the agreement between you. This girl is really nonsense, here you go It’s causing trouble.”

"No way, this is a deal that Miss Victoria and I discussed in advance. I am not without conditions. The interest and profit sharing are clearly marked." Kitahara Sosuke smiled, "But if we lose , I will still ask for the 330 million principal back, haha."

"Haha, of course, but I still thank you very much for your help. Maybe this 330 million is nothing to you, but it is very important to the Friedman family." Aman specifically used Friedman here. The word family, "I would like to ask you, do you know the current economic situation in the Soviet Union?"

"I don't know much about it." Kitahara Sosuke said with a smile.

Just know that it will fall apart soon.

"As I said during the day, the upper class in the Soviet Union are not keen on the Gulf War oil market. I heard that they are busy with a bigger thing." Aman paused when he said this.

"In our Soviet Union, there is an old proverb. All gifts are priced in advance. In fact, there is another sentence behind it. All help will be rewarded." Aman's voice became a little lighter and nervous, "Ruble , will be restructured in these years.”

The conversation between the two quickly moved to other places.

"I want to ask Mr. Aman to help me find a woman in Seattle."

"no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Kitahara Sosuke's mouth corners rose again.

A big gamble is a grand game. Using 330 million U.S. dollars in exchange for Friedman’s words is enough!

He also considered the possibility that the 330 million yuan in gold would be wasted. Although he would definitely be able to recover his capital in the end and receive interest and shares from the Friedman family, the part of the benefits that should have belonged to him would be wasted.

The amount was not small, but Sosuke Kitahara still took a gamble.

After thinking about it, he realized that his only chance to intervene in the disintegration of the Soviet Union was here. What made Japan different from China and not in the same camp as Mao Xiong? It was too difficult to intervene as a Japanese.

But once he can intervene a little bit, the benefits he will gain will far exceed the Gulf War.

The reform of the ruble.

This is not just talk.

Now, 0.6 rubles can be exchanged for 1 meter of gold, and in 1993, after the collapse of the Soviet Union, a new ruble was issued. By November 25, 1994, the official exchange rate of the ruble was 3,235 rubles for 1 meter of gold.

What is this concept?

A depreciation of nearly 5,400 times!

It’s exciting to think about it.

Gulf War, 20 times leverage, only a little profit.

Friedman dared to reveal this news to himself, which shows that he is sure to benefit from this ruble reform!

This is also his basic judgment on a fellow financial giant.

He couldn't do the stupid thing of fishing for nothing, and presumably Friedman wouldn't be so short-sighted.

In a villa in Seattle.

Aman, who was sitting at his desk, put down the phone, with a gloomy expression on his face, and glanced at the large stack of documents in front of him.

It is full of photos one after another. Under the photos is a personal profile, which is extremely detailed. It is the important information he obtained after pouring out all his wealth.

These people are all investors who are about to short oil in the Gulf War. They have one thing in common. They do not have a deep financial background. They may be related, but they are definitely not deep.

To be precise, this group of people are the real high-stakes speculators of this era.

The amount of funds they prepared varied, but unfortunately this was not information that Oman could buy. In fact, nearly half of these people gave up short selling after the market opened and turned to long positions.

Very, very few people actually execute their short selling plans.

The information of these people has been marked red by Aman, 12 of them were successfully contacted, and only 3 of them actually concluded a deal.

The other two only borrowed a total of 3 million meters of gold from Oman!

And he spent nearly 1 million meters of gold to buy the information of these people!

That's right.

His wife is the heir to a Tangtang arms company. As a husband, his savings over the years have only been 1 million meters!

Aman has excellent observation and judgment, but is poorer than everyone else. Everyone thinks he is rich. In fact, the economic power is firmly in the hands of his wife and her family.

A son-in-law is not worth mentioning in front of a family.

All they need is for you to give them a successor, a son.

It just so happened that Victoria was a daughter, and she was deeply influenced by him.

This marriage has long since died. His wife has countless lovers, and her heart is no longer with her.

Looking at the eye-catching photo of Kitahara Sosuke on the table, Victoria, who was sitting at the table with her plump thighs swaying, suddenly asked with a smile on her face: "Dad, do you want to help him find that woman?"

"Of course, Mr. Kitahara, he is a very worthy business partner." Aman nodded with a smile, "How are your arrangements going?"

"No problem. If they don't obey, just kill them. I guarantee that they can return to Russia without anyone noticing and won't be discovered by that woman!" Victoria nodded with a smile and picked up Kitahara Aoi again. He said, "Japanese people are very interesting."

"The Gulf War will probably last another year. With the 330 million he borrowed from us, you will be much more comfortable in handling it. I will also make arrangements as soon as possible. There are many things on hand." Aman put away his smile and turned his attention to On the photo of Kitahara Sosuke, "If the shock is too severe, persuade him to increase the margin rate. This money must be earned!"

"I know~" Victoria stuffed the photo into her chest and jumped down from the table with a smile, "The pistol was given to that girl, don't worry."

The next morning, as soon as Kitahara Sosuke got up, he received two pieces of good news.

Shortly after the futures market opened, oil prices fell again, but the decline was still not significant, just like a beautiful woman constantly provoking your emotions.

As he expected, bargain hunters began to intervene.

The small decline in the early stage actually aroused the interest of speculators, and they increased their investment. Anyway, it would be nothing if they didn't liquidate their positions.

It doesn't matter if the oil price drops for a day or two, the winner is the one who persists until the end.

Whoever quits now is a fool.

Another news was brought by Victoria, who captured Inoue Momo hiding in the slums.

After coming out of the hotel, Kitahara Sosuke and Yamada Kazuma met the rather haggard Inoue Momo.

Victoria, who was holding her, gave him a military salute, then smiled and threw Inoue Momo over.

Yamada Kazuma asked her to get in the car and only talked to Kitahara Sosuke alone.

Kitahara Sosuke glanced at Inoue Momo and said nothing.

He didn't expect that this woman would not return home despite being in such a miserable state.

"I can't go back." Momo Inoue looked horrified, "If I go back, I will definitely be killed!"

"Who wants to kill you? Where is your money?" Kitahara Sosuke frowned.

Inoue Momo calmed down and slowly told the cause and effect.

She had a lot of fun after arriving in Hawaii, and was sad for a few days after receiving the news of Inoue Hiko's death. Looking back on the past, she couldn't help but feel sad.

Just when she was packing up the cosmetics Inoue Yan had given her before and preparing to seal them all up, she accidentally discovered a strange thing——

A recording pen that looks like lipstick.

Out of curiosity, she listened to the contents and was frightened out of her mind.

That time, she and several sisters went to attend Taro Hamaka's villa party. One of them, Yumiko, died tragically in the villa. Regarding this incident, all the girls who attended the party were silenced.

In fact, Inoue Momo didn't know the cause and effect of the incident. She only knew that Yumiko died miserably, and in the end the police came to the house and settled the matter.

And this recorder recorded the conversation between Taro Hamaka and a vice president.

The content is long, but shocking.

Yumiko was given as a plaything to a big shot!

And that big shot’s name is Kurosawa Hiroshi.

"The current president of Industrial Bank of Japan." Kitahara Sosuke felt a shiver in his heart.