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

December 19, 1989, Mori Machinery Manufacturing Co., Ltd., headquarters building.

The petite but heroic Fujiwara Norika smiled and said leisurely after the man named Masahiko Mori bowed opposite her: "A loan of 30 million is not a problem, but if my request is that you suspend the money you have on hand, For all orders, the club will be transformed into real estate. Are you willing? President Mori."

"Eh? This, such a request"

Following the behavior of the department head, Norika Fujiwara successfully deceived the president without a blush or a heartbeat.

In the final reversal, she clearly felt the sense of reality that the department head said.

Only in the most unexpected moments will the other party take off all disguises and reveal their true side.

People are not machines. When interacting with people, you can only realize these with your heart.

She smiled and helped up the middle-aged man who collapsed on the ground because of howling loudly. These days, the heavy loan pressure almost crushed him.

Dongsan is the only and last life-saving straw!

After completing this business, Kitahara Sosuke's special financing project plan will also come to an end.

Among the hundreds of clubs, finding three that meet the qualifications seems to have exceeded the department head's expectations. According to the department head, Beiyuan investment has just started and there is still a long way to go.

And in one of the three clubs, the department head was away, so she completed it independently!

Fujiwara Norika clenched her fist and realized she had made progress!

She looked at the man smoking in the distance and trotted over, ready to ask for credit, some bragging and praise, but found that Kitahara Sosuke completely ignored her, turned away and continued to talk on the phone.

Fujiwara Norika's mouth instantly fell flat, and she cursed in her heart: "Stinky department chief, idiot, big idiot! Hum hum hum!"

On the other side, after distancing himself from Fujiwara Norika, Kitahara Sosuke continued to smile on the phone: "Shouta, I just said that Governor Mie will secretly raise interest rates. Is the value of this news worth all the money you have before?" information?"

"It's amazing, Sosuke! You can actually do well in Osaka, but to be honest, I didn't intend to believe your lies at first, but you really got it right! You don't know, I When I came home last night and saw my dad's furious expression, I felt happy." There was a young man's voice on the other end of the phone.

His best friend in this body is Shota Hashimoto, the head of the Human Resources Management Section 1 of the Human Resources Department of Tosan Tokyo Head Office.

This close friend also has an identity that almost no one knows. He is the youngest son of Hashimoto Ryutaro, the current Minister of Finance and the Tibetan Prime Minister.

Kitahara Sosuke and him were classmates in the Higashi University major. Hashimoto Shota fell into the water and almost died, but it was Kitahara Sosuke who jumped into the river to save him. The two have always had a very good relationship, and they are also the only friends of the original owner who are still in contact.

Hashimoto Shota aspires to become a big banker and will hold trillions of funds in the future. He has no interest in politics at all. He comes from a political family and has always been at odds with his father because of this.

In this regard, the two are quite similar.

Tibetan Prime Minister Ryutaro Hashimoto has a conservative attitude towards the economic situation and is not in favor of raising interest rates in the near future. However, he did not expect that Mie Yeyasu was going to secretly raise interest rates as soon as he came to power.

Moreover, this news appeared in the newspapers yesterday and caused a lot of discussion. The Yomiuri Shimbun exclusively broke the news that "interest rates will be raised by 0.5% this week." However, Ryutaro Hashimoto, who went to question Mie Noyasu, only received an understatement from the other party. "Sure enough, the news was leaked."

"Shouta, the stocks in your hand haven't been sold yet."

"Of course, it's just an increase. The stock market is not that easy to crash. Do you have any new guesses?"

"Interest rates will continue to rise, and they should eventually reach 6%, and long-term interest rates will exceed 8%." Sosuke Kitahara once again dropped a bombshell, "What has happened recently will not be until February at the latest."

"What?!" Shota Hashimoto jumped up in fright and quickly covered the phone again, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I've given you this news. It's up to you how you use it. Believe it or not, now I want you to do me a little favor. I want the Yamada Group and Inoue Logistics to do it when the time comes."

After listening to Kitahara Sosuke's request, Hashimoto Shota didn't pay much attention. He was more concerned about interest rate changes, which was related to RB's national economy!

"Cangsuke, are you kidding me? Do you know how much money the consortium has in the stock market, real estate market and abroad? If you do this, everyone will be ruined! Who are you to judge this trend?"

"Based on intuition, believe it or not, that's it, I'm hanging up." From the corner of his eye, Kitahara Sosuke caught sight of Fujiwara Norika, who was kicking pebbles aside with a flat mouth, and quickly hung up the phone and ran over.

"Intuition? Damn intuition again? Hey, hey, hey." Shota Hashimoto shouted a few words into the phone, and was speechless for a while, lost in thought.

"Hey, who is the bad guy who made our Miss Fujiwara unhappy? Should I blow him up to vent your anger?" Sosuke Kitahara teased, stretched out his hand and flicked the little girl's head, "Okay, don't be angry, I'm not angry anymore." You see, well done, Fujiwara!”

"Hmph, I don't care about it!" Fujiwara Norika turned around and gave him all the documents in her hand, "It's done, let's go home for dinner, hum!"

She continued to kick stones and walked forward, then suddenly turned to him and said, "Also, don't hit my head in the future, or I will become stupid!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take you home right now." Kitahara Sosuke laughed, packed up the document bag, and finally took a look at Mori Machine Manufacturing Co., Ltd., and he also missed this future machine tool giant.

This was originally a client of Oshima Mitsuo, but he gave up long ago. The fat pig now hangs out at Giraffe Nightclub every day and lives an extremely carefree life.

"By the way, I plan to have hot pot tonight, Fujiwara, why don't you want to eat?"

"Hey, are you at the department head's house?"

"Yeah, you're not going to eat it at your stinky bastard big idiot department head's house, right? I asked Kyoko-chan to prepare it for three people."

"Eat, eat, eat, no, no, I mean I will eat with Kyoko-chan."

The car drove quickly, and the two joked for a while in the car. When they returned to the apartment, Kyoko Kobayashi and Sayuri Yamakawa were already busy in the kitchen.

The news was playing on the TV in the living room, and it happened that Yasu Mieye, who had just become the president of the Bank of Japan, was passionately talking about the need to raise interest rates.

However, it was only 0.5 percentage points, which did not cause a bigger ripple. It had a small stimulus to the overall economy, but the effect was not obvious.

The financial groups will probably put some pressure on him, and they will also think that this is just the first thing the new official will do when he takes office. The bubble problem is obvious to all, but with the huge economic advantages, most people will choose to ignore it for the time being.

After all, RB people have invested overseas. Many houses in the United States now belong to them. They buy them and rent them out to Americans. Their wish to develop another RB overseas is about to come true. Who dares to pour cold water on everyone now?

But the shrinking manufacturing industry is warning them, like a thorn in the throats of senior executives.

How can I solve this problem?

It's very simple. Wouldn't it be better if all manufacturing industries closed down or were remodeled?

Anyway, we have plenty of money and have invested overseas. All the American landmarks are ours.

The old man on the TV was shouting anxiously, but the three girls in the kitchen were chattering and discussing how to spend the New Year holiday. This is RB now.

Kitahara Sosuke opened a can of beer, and the phone next to the sofa rang, and it was Yamada Kazuma who called.

"Mr. Kitahara, things are as you expected, they have already spent all their money."

"All spent? Four people, two million yen, two days?" Kitahara Sosuke was shocked. Did he overestimate these hotties?

I originally thought it would take at least a week.

Yamada Kazuma was also surprised. He sorted out the form and sent it to his door shortly.

Kitahara Sosuke glanced at the hot pot, as if he didn't prepare his share, and then coughed dryly: "Ahem, let's meet downstairs in the apartment. It's a bit inconvenient for me here."

"Ah, I understand, okay!" Yamada Kazuma, who vaguely heard the girl's voice, showed an "I understand" expression.

Half an hour later, Kitahara Sosuke went downstairs wrapped in a windbreaker and saw Yamada Kazuma standing straight in the cold wind.

These Yakuza are actually quite cute, and they are quite serious about what they do.

He held a document in his hands and a bottle of black pills.

"What is this?" Kitahara Sosuke looked through the documents and asked casually.

No wonder those little hot girls spend money like water, buying luxury goods, going to high-end places and restaurants, and visiting Cowherd's shop. A small number of them lose in the game city.

Things like pinball machines are still very popular right now.

"It can boost your power! Very useful!"

Kitahara Sosuke almost fell into the snow. He glared at Yamada Kazuma: "Do you think I am the one who needs this?"

"This can be enhanced! It's harmless to the body!" Yamada Kazuma quickly explained.

"Ahem, okay, let's not talk about this. Next, don't they like to play pinball machines and game consoles? Guide them to play more, and then borrow money." Kitahara Sosuke took out a big one from his arms The paper bag said, "There are five million yen in it. If it's not enough, keep asking me. By the way, how much is your interest rate?"

"One-tenth of the principal a month."

"I will give them three-tenths of a month, if they still can't pay." Kitahara Sosuke showed a bright smile, "I need to take some photos of them, and of course, remember to give them a chance to call me."

"Yes!" Kazuma Yamada was horrified when he heard this, feeling that Mr. Kitahara was more skilled in this kind of business than him.

"Okay, I'm going back. Don't look at me like this. I'm not a devil." Kitahara Sosuke glared at him, then stuffed the medicine bottle into his pocket.