The Kyoto Bubble Era: It started with selling off hundreds of millions of property

When leaving the Ada Seiki headquarters building, the sky outside was already a little dark.

Declining Nakajima Matsu's dinner invitation, Kitahara Sosuke took Fujiwara Norika directly to AE86.

Passing by the door room, a tall figure suddenly jumped out, blocking their way.

The guard named Yamada is 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than Kitahara Sosuke, and his muscles can be seen under his work uniform.

He stood in the middle of the road with a cold expression, and a chilling aura spread. Fujiwara Norika subconsciously leaned behind the department chief, as if this could make her feel a sense of security.

Kithara Sosuke didn't react at all, he just looked at him with a smile, and then said calmly: "Yamada-san, what's the matter?"

He didn't know much about RB's Yakuza association. They were legal and compliant in this country. In addition to being aggressive and wandering around, they also engaged in gray business with a target, which made them more difficult to deal with.

However, no matter how strong they are, they are still a group of guys who cannot get on the stage. They have to rely on the government and consortiums behind them, and they rarely provoke the elites of society.

In the early years, they were engaged in entertainment and engineering, and now they are engaged in real estate and stock markets. A group of them has indeed developed, but it is not clear how much share they currently occupy in the market, and whether each of them has a backer.

"Are you here to recover the loan given to President Nakajima?" His voice was deep and powerful, with a good voice. Coupled with that ferocious look, he was qualified as a Yakuza boss.

"Although I am no longer on the road, the relationship we should have is still there." Yamada Gatekeeper paused for a moment, as if he was organizing his words. After a while, he continued, "You borrow umbrellas on sunny days and take them away on rainy days. I understand. . But this money is very important to President Nakajima now, if it is taken back."

"He would have to borrow money from small financial institutions or even Yakuza societies." Kitahara Sosuke interrupted him.

The guard Yamada was stunned for a moment. For the first time, what he was thinking in his mind was revealed and spoken out, which made him a little shocked.

This young man from the bank seems to be unexpectedly difficult to deal with.

"Yes. Their interest rates are too high. I've done this before. I don't want President Nakajima to go to that point." The guard Yamada stepped forward and said, "Clang", the sound of iron clashing came from him, "I'm here Osaka, I have no other relatives.”

Is there a knife hidden in his clothes?

This is a naked threat!

Kitahara Sosuke almost simultaneously pulled Fujiwara Norika behind him, his body tensed, and he looked at the Yamada gatekeeper as if facing a formidable enemy.

He didn't say anything, but the other party took another step forward, and then suddenly made a 90-degree bow towards them!

"So, please, please! Please don't take away President Nakajima's loan! As long as you two agree, I can do anything for you!"

The sudden, roaring request startled Kitahara Sosuke.

He contacted Yamada Gatekeeper's previous and later sentences, and it turned out that this was what he meant when he said, "I am in Osaka and I have no other relatives."

There are no worries or bonds, so he can do any dirty work.

Keenly aware of the intention behind this sentence, Kitahara Sosuke smiled again: "What's wrong today? You are the second person to say 'you are willing to do anything for me'."

The last one was Momo Inoue, a young woman with an almost mature figure and temperament, and now here comes a gangster who is a prodigal son, which is really interesting.

"I'm serious! Please think again!" Yamada Gatekeeper still bowed, his voice was very low, but extremely firm, "I will never implicate you!"

"To be honest, I am still very moved by Yamada-san's plea. Unfortunately, we are not here to recover the loan." Kitahara Sosuke helped him up. "On the contrary, we are here to provide a loan to President Nakajima."

"Yes, it's almost settled!" Fujiwara Norika revealed a small head from behind him and explained quickly, fearing that this yakuza gangster would behead the head of his family if he disagreed.

Yamada Gatekeeper's paralyzed face changed several expressions, and finally he was completely stunned.

The bank is actually willing to help President Nakajima?

In the past few days, he was used to seeing President Nakajima grovel to these bankers. No matter how much he begged, the other bankers would remain unmoved and left with harsh words in the end.

He had also heard a little bit about the current situation of Ada Seiki. Although President Nakajima told him that the problem was not big, his sad expression all day long said it all.

The company that was willing to take him in was on its last legs.

After being expelled from the house by the Yamada-gumi and his favorite woman quietly leaving, Yamada Kazuma was alone. He thought his life would be spent in such a gloomy way, but unexpectedly he was recognized by his mother's old childhood friend Nakajima Matsu, and he was unexpectedly recognized. She disliked his background and took him in.

He must spend his whole life repaying this kindness!

He has no money, all he has is these fists and his life, so let's use them to repay him!

Yamada Kazuma thought so.

"Yamada-san, when you said that just now, I almost thought you were threatening me." Kitahara Sosuke smiled and patted his shoulder, and his smile gradually faded, "If that's true, I guarantee that Ada will There’s nothing left to chance.”

Is this a warning?

Yamada Kazuma keenly smelled a strange aura. He had been warned and given harsh words many times, but the words coming from the mouth of the young man in front of him made him feel an indescribable sense of nervousness.

Just like when you face your dad in the club!

As expected, his identity is still scary.

That's right, after all, the other party is an elite in the banking industry. Under normal circumstances, the two of them would not interact. The other party did not even have the intention to communicate with him. If he rushed forward and said these words so abruptly, he would only be disgusted. .

Kazuma Yamada lowered his head and tried his best to answer him in a calm tone: "I didn't mean that. Please don't anger President Nakajima because of this."

"Of course not. Don't worry too much. Cooperation with Ada Seiki is something I have already considered. As for the specific details, Yamada-san can ask President Nakajima. I have something else to do, so I will leave first." Kitahara Aoi After speaking, Suke bowed slightly, took Fujiwara Norika and left.

Seeing that he had been protecting the girl next to him with his body, Yamada Kazuma narrowed his eyes slightly, and then suddenly shouted at his back: "My name is Yamada Kazuma. You can reconsider what you just said! Please!" !”

In the distance, Kitahara Sosuke waved his hand and did not look back.

After returning to the car, Kitahara Sosuke realized that the hand holding Fujiwara Norika was sweating.

Fujiwara Norika's little hand was clenched tightly by him, her face turned red, and she was too embarrassed to take it out. When she got into the car, she patted her chest gently and let out a sigh of relief.

Yamada Kazuma's momentum is very strong, and the pressure makes people a little breathless. The key is that he is most likely to bring a knife. Faced with this kind of extreme gangster, Kitahara Sosuke is always wary.

These days, things are not so peaceful.

The car started and sped towards the city.

The two discussed the place for dinner and simultaneously began to review the two business transactions today.

Fujiwara Norika now feels that she can learn a lot every time she goes out with the department head. He is not far behind when facing old guys like Inoue Hiko, and he is also able to face honest entrepreneurs like Nakajima Matsu with ease, which makes her admire her immensely. .

This is the image of a bank clerk that she longs for!

She came to Tokyo University from Shikoku Island to study and got a job at Tosan from numerous competitors. She really wanted to get ahead in the banking industry and realize her ambitions and ideals.

It would be great if the department head could be as powerful as him.

She thought so, and then asked: "Speaking of department chief, how did you calculate that Ada Seiki has a fund gap of 50 million yen? President Nakajima was really surprised when you told that number. .”

"Haha, you are not the only one who has your own contemporaries." Kitahara Sosuke was in a good mood and told the story of his investigation of Ada Seiki.

His close friend Shota Hashimoto worked at the Tosan Head Office at the same time as him, and he had precise data on many companies, including the previous financial statements and current situation of Inoue Logistics, which he obtained from Shota Hashimoto.

"I'm envious! The department head's contemporaries are also so powerful!" Fujiwara Norika looked full of admiration, then thought of something, and asked him with some distress, "By the way, department head. What should Miss Inoue Momo do?"

"Ahem, kids, don't get involved in adults' matters. I'll buy you a new pair of stockings later, and then we'll go to the pub for dinner." Kitahara Sosuke coughed a few times, with Inoue still in his pocket. She didn't mention Tao's business card, but she almost forgot about it.

"I'm not a child!" Fujiwara Norika responded loudly. When she heard that she wanted to buy herself new stockings, her face turned red again.

It's really not good to have your smooth and white thighs exposed all the time. But when I went shopping with the department chief, I felt something was not right.

And what should I have for dinner? The yakitori at that store is really delicious.

No, I was just talking about Miss Inoue Momo!

The little girl's mind was racing with thoughts and she looked out the window. It was already dark.

Another intoxicating night is coming.