Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

The trading hall of Toyo Securities was also wailing at this moment.

The sudden jump in stock price when the market opened in the morning also made everyone cheer.

However, in less than half an hour, the situation took a turn for the worse.

First, the stock prices of companies with ordinary reputations began to fall, and then companies represented by financial securities also began to fall.

Scattered flashes of green gradually dyed the entire electronic screen green.

The Nikkei Index, which represents the stock market, has also plummeted from a peak of nearly 40,000 points.

The Nikkei Index can be simply understood as a value calculated using the average stock price of more than 100 listed companies as a reference object.

These companies span electronic technology, raw materials, heavy industry, finance, agriculture, etc., and are representative companies in various fields.

There are also many companies under Shirakawa Holdings that are within the reference range of the Nikkei Index, such as Shirakawa Electric, Daiei, Tokuma Bookstore, Gold Toys and other clubs.

It can be said that the Nikkei Index can represent the general overview of the entire neon stock market, and its downturn basically represents the collapse of the overall stock market.

"Throw it away! Throw it away! Throw it all away!" A customer in the hall grabbed the collar of the customer service staff of Toyo Securities and shook it vigorously.

"Asshole, what the hell is going on?! How could the stock market fall?!"

"Red deer! They are all red deer! People in Tibet are all red deer!"

Roaring, crying, and cursing all rushed into the ears of Ono, who had just run here.

With her chest rising and falling, she stared blankly at the scene of demons dancing in the hall, feeling at a loss.

“It is not right to have a society where working-class people cannot afford to buy a house even if they work hard all their lives.”

Suddenly, the news playing on the other TV wall attracted Ono's attention. She knew the person on the TV.

The new president of the Bank of Japan, Yasusan Mieno.

“The Bank of Japan will adhere to the tightening path and strive to reduce Japan’s inflation rate.

Only by raising interest rates can speculation in the financial market be curbed and the economy return to its proper level.

Only in this way can working-class people afford a house and reap rewards for their efforts.

Therefore, in March, the Bank of Japan will raise interest rates for the first time in 2009. "

"Asshole!" A roar sounded not far from Ono.

However, before she could turn her head, there was a loud bang, which made Ono scream subconsciously.

When he came to his senses, the TV in front of him had already followed the footsteps of the one in Takeda's office.

"People from the Ministry of Finance and the Bank of Japan are crazy! They want to drag the entire Neon to be buried with them!"

The shouts one after another made Ono understand at this moment that the scene just now was not Takeda-san's hallucination.

Everything is true, Neon’s stock market collapsed~!

Ono, whose face turned pale, hesitated and wanted to turn back.

Jingle bell~ding jingle~ding jingle~ding jingle

Along with the sound of music, there was a vibration in my pocket. I touched it with my hand and realized that it was my cell phone ringing.

"Moxi Moxi?" Ono answered cautiously.

"Ono, how's the situation?"

"Takeda-san, below." Ono suddenly didn't know how to answer him.

"I know" Takeda closed his eyes in pain.

After a while, just when Ono thought the other party had forgotten to hang up the phone, Takeda's fluctuating voice came from the receiver again.

"Have you paid for the subscription contract you just signed with Industrial Bank?" He held his breath and waited quietly for Ono's reply.

"The Finance Department always gives priority to processing your order, so Industrial Bank has sent a receipt of payment ten minutes ago."

Takeda bit his teeth hard, and the veins in his neck bulged from the excessive force.

"What is the current share price of Industrial Bank?" Takeda struggled for a while before asking another question.

Ono turned his head and looked at the big screen behind him. The constantly refreshing electronic screen quickly jumped to the page with Industrial Bank.

But after seeing the numbers clearly, she opened her mouth and spit out a number with some difficulty.

"It has almost dropped to 10,000 yen."

Bang, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the receiver of the mobile phone.

"Takeda-san, are you okay?!" Ono grabbed the phone and asked nervously.

"Huh~ It's okay. Xiaoye, help me ask again. Has Shanlu Securities signed our transfer contract? Go quickly!"

Takeda's voice was choppy, until the last sentence seemed to be shouted with all the strength of his body.

"Hai~!" Ono hurriedly ran to the marketing department again.

Although she didn't know why Takeda-san was so concerned about this contract, her intuition told her that it was important to the latter.

In the office upstairs, Takeda collapsed on the floor, leaning against his desk, breathing heavily.

It’s over, it’s all over~!

All the savings I had worked hard for for most of my life were wiped out in just one morning.

Billions of yen, how many times I spent in the stock market to get wealth.

In order to increase his income, he even mortgaged his house and borrowed a large amount of money from the bank.

And this money was also thrown into the stock market by him.

As a result, Takeda felt dizzy again when he thought of the dazzling green color.

As an industry insider, he is very aware of the plummeting stock market like today.

Even if he sells it now at a low price, no one will buy it.

Why doesn't he understand the principle of buying up and not buying down, chasing up and killing down?

If the predictions are correct, the stock market should be in a sell-off trend now.

It's too late, it's too late~

The remaining stocks in his hands could not make up for the huge shortfall anyway.

But the most fatal thing is not these stocks, but the contract he just signed.

As Industrial Bank's stock plummets, the financial bonds it issues this time are bound to encounter difficulties.

In the event of a market collapse, the most likely result is that very few of the 780 billion bonds will be sold.

The stock price of more than 30,000 yuan has plummeted to around 10,000 yuan. In this case, who will buy Industrial Bank’s financial products?

Even those big banks with deep pockets don’t dare to take action wantonly, right?

However, this contract was signed privately under his own leadership, which meant that it was paid directly without any internal meeting and discussion at Toyo Securities.

According to original expectations, Takeda bought Industrial Bank's bonds in the name of Toyo Securities and then transferred them to Yamaga Securities.

This is similar to a bridge loan between banks. Every time a transaction is completed, Takeda charges a certain handling fee.

This was not the first time he had done this. He made a lot of money from the handling fees alone.

However, no matter how much the handling fee is, it cannot keep up with the scale of funds misappropriated by the bridge loan itself.

The only thing Takeda can pray for now is that Yamaga Securities is fast enough to complete the verbal agreement just now.

beep beep ~

The vibrating sound of the cell phone woke up the panicked Takeda.

As if grasping the last straw, Takeda quickly picked up the phone while trembling.

"Moxi Moxi?"

"Takeda-san, the Finance Department did not receive the payment receipt from Yamalu Securities.

I just contacted Sato Sanna again, he”

"How is he?! Did you say anything? Are you still going through the internal process?"

Before Ono could finish speaking, Takeda hurriedly asked a series of questions.

"He" Ono hesitated, but finally answered honestly, "He didn't answer the phone."

Snap, the phone slipped straight from Takeda's hand, and finally made a crisp sound after colliding with the floor.

Takeda, whose vision turned black, collapsed softly on the ground, "Asshole. This bastard."

The dignified president Sang has no credibility at all.

However, what can I do? No one would believe such a verbal agreement, right?

Takeda, who seemed to have had his spine removed, lay on the ground unable to move. The throbbing pain in his chest caused beads of sweat as big as soybeans to appear on his forehead.

After several efforts, he slowly got up from the ground, but the number of 80 billion was like a mountain that weighed him down and made him unable to breathe.

How should I represent myself to society? Is such a large amount enough to spend the rest of his life in prison?

And the billions lost in the stock market.

Nothing, nothing~

Takeda, whose face was lifeless, suddenly glanced at a photo on the table.

That was his daughter, who was less than eight years old this year. Her bright smile restored a little life to Takeda's stiff face.

No, Michiko still has a great life yet to experience.

He would never let her spend the rest of her life in endless debt and displacement.

With a flash of cruelty in his eyes, Takeda struggled to get up and sat down at the desk.

He found a piece of white paper, lowered his head and wrote something on it.

After a few minutes of writing, the white paper was folded and stuffed into a brown paper envelope.

Along with it are the photos on the table, as well as a deposit receipt and a check in the pocket.

After doing this, I sealed the envelope again. Just as he was about to get up, Takeda suddenly lay on the table and cried loudly.

Although I had made up my mind, I couldn't say goodbye no matter what before saying goodbye.

He quietly took his hand away from the phone. He couldn't make any calls at home.

After getting up and adjusting his clothes, Takeda dialed another internal number.

After saying a few words casually, he sat in the office and waited quietly.

Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Please come in~" Takeda, whose voice was hoarse, sat numbly.

"Takeda-san, this is what you want." Ono came to him in silence.

The chaos in the office made her speak much softer.

"Thank you." Takeda Furui nodded unwaveringly and took the document from Ono's hand.

Before the other party turned around, he raised the brown paper envelope in his hand again.

"Please help me send this package~"

Ono was stunned for a moment, but quickly took it and nodded.

"Hai!"

"Go ahead"

After bowing, Ono carefully left the office.

She always felt that something was wrong with Takeda-san, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

But thinking of the mourning people outside, Ono felt relieved again.

It can be called the darkest day for the neon stock market. It is normal for everyone to look a little uncomfortable.

The office was silent again, with only Takeda sitting here alone.

With his back to the window, his face was buried in the shadows and his expression could not be distinguished.

The motionless figure made time seem to have pressed the pause button.

Until a sigh sounded and time resumed its flow.

After fastening his buttons and smoothing his cuffs, Takeda took the 80 billion contract and entered the elevator alone.

He raised his slightly trembling fingers and finally pressed the top number key.