Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Black first and then white, alternate play.

Not long after, dozens of chess pieces were thrown on the board.

Shinkawa Masako was comfortable at first, but gradually, the game became slower and slower, frowning slightly, thinking deeply.

Xinchuan Masako, who was thinking, dignified and quiet, elegant and elegant, like a lady, no one would know that she was of shallow origin.

Shen Jiannan admired her face, drank tea, and smiled slightly.

At this time, Shinkawa Masako smiled on his face and cast a chess piece: "Master, you lost."

"is it?"

Shen Jiannan spoke casually and threw a chess piece on the dot.

With this shot, Masako Xinchuan immediately felt the pressure, and after taking three more steps, he was killed so that he lost his armor and surrendered.

I don't know when, Song Jingxiang also came to watch the game.

She knows how to say nothing but to watch.

At this time, seeing Masako Shinkawa admit defeat, he immediately complained, "Miss Masako, you just released the water on purpose."

Masako Shinkawa couldn't laugh or cry.

She has already used all her strength, but her master's next step is ten moves, or even the whole game, so from the beginning, she can only take a defensive position.

But this fell into the eyes of the unknowingly peaceful pine, and it was undoubtedly a release of water.

Shen Jiannan didn’t care about Song Pingxiang. This guy knows women’s psychology too well. The more this savage lady ignores her, the more she feels shocked. She molested her yesterday and left it alone for one day. I can't sit still.

Collect the chess pieces, use Song Heenxiang as the air, and continue to play against Shinkawa Masako.

Three games, still two wins.

Shinkawa Masako won the final round, but still lost.

This woman understands Shen Jiannan's thoughts too well, knowing that this guy is tempting Song to calmly into the water, and she has no jealousy about this.

So far, men are powerful, only deep luck and pride.

Slowly pulling the kimono apart, Xinchuan Masako knelt on Shen Jiannan, grabbed the fragrant tea on the table, held it, and leaned forward to Shen Jiannan.

Poor Pine is calm and fragrant, and it has become a five-kilowatt light bulb.

His face flushed, he clenched his teeth, and was extremely embarrassed, wishing to kill such a shameless man in front of him with a single sword.

Shen Jiannan didn't think it was a big deal. He didn't even look at the peaceful fragrance of pine, enjoying the caring service of Xinchuan Masako, but he was thinking about playing the whole game.

The undercurrent of Japan's capital was brought to the table by Li Daxiao. Soon, some small companies will pay attention to the actions of large consortia like Japan.

In this case, more capital will be forced to drive to the China market and bring more foreign exchange.

With money.

With Huaxia's methods, it will certainly develop faster than in the past.

However, the faster Huaxia develops, the greater the differences between itself and some consortia. When the time comes, those **** will probably join forces to suppress themselves.

Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years.

Whoever let their skin color and blood be destined to be impossible to harmonize with each other.

At this time.

Masako Xinchuan knelt on the ground, with her hair closed, looking at Shen Jiannan affectionately.

At this time, she is no longer the elegant and elegant she was before, her eyes are like mist, full of charm and temptation.

The phone on the table rang.

Xinchuan Masako wanted to get up to pick him up, and looked at each other with Shen Jiannan, but did not get up.

"Ms. Shizuka, please help me answer the call."

Shen Jiannan closed Masako Xinchuan's hair and shouted outside.

Song Hepingxiang sat at the door holding a sword, as if sitting cross-legged, hearing Shen Jiannan calling himself to answer the phone, almost to death.

thump!

Open the sliding door.

Then I saw a bad scene.

Unconsciously, his face was red like a prawn, Song was calm and fragrant and angry, and hated this man who had eaten himself.

The call was made by Takejuro Matsumoto, and the company had already sold 10.8 billion yen, asking Shen Jiannan what to do next.

Song Hepingxiang recounted the content with no expression, Shen Jiannan hooked his finger and said, "Take the phone here."

I don't want to go there.

But....... Can not violate Shen Jiannan's order.

Song Heenxiang was holding the phone, her face flushed, and she didn't dare to look at Masako Shinkawa who was lowering her head, and took the phone over.

Naturally, Shen Jiannan took Song Hepingxiang's hand and pulled her to her knees with a strong pull. Then, he hugged her neck and kissed her.

"Miss Shizuka, are you listening?"

Matsumoto Takejuro's voice came from the phone.

Song Hepingxiang's mind was messy, her body was soft, and the sword she was holding in one hand couldn't be pulled out at all, she didn't know how to react.

Shen Jiannan kindly reminded: "Phone?"

Song Pingxiang picked up the phone in a panic and handed it to Shen Jiannan.

Shen Jiannan didn't take it. He put his hand on Song Hepingxiang and walked around, quietly watching this proud and domineering woman with a flustered face, her eyes expressing her will.

Song Pingxiangxiang silently placed the phone next to Shen Jiannan's ear, gritted his teeth, and restrained himself from making a sound.

Shen Jiannan said: "Matsumoto-kun, it's me. I think the current stock market prices are too high, do you know what I mean?"

"Hayi."

Takejuro Matsumoto agreed and hung up.

Shen Jiannan casually threw the phone to the ground and touched Shinkawa Masako's head.

Xinchuan Masako understood, smiled and glanced at the silly Song Heenxiang: "Miss Shizuka, would you like to come first?"

She is still a big girl.

Where can I stand this kind of stimulation.

Song Jingxiang ran away, and even forgot to take the sword that fell on the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Hiding outside the door.

Listen to the sound inside.

Song Pingxiang felt extremely sad.

I hate that **** in the room always humiliates himself so much.

But the heart was beating frantically, and there was an extremely embarrassing shame.

Just now, I really wanted to replace it.

This **** is simply a devil.

Does he like me?

Otherwise, why did he say I was pretty yesterday?

He didn't know, to respect girls.

And this time.

Capital One Trading Department.

Traders slapped their keyboards, frantically dumping the chips they bought before.

Toyota sold 100,000

Honda sold 100,000

Matsushita Electric, sold 300,000...

Under the order of Hamada Koharu, large and large positions impacted the stock market and triggered more selling, which has already smashed the TOPEX by more than 3%.

The chips are all played.

Koharu Hamada knocked on the door of the president's office and said after seeing the gift: "My lord, all the positions we hold have been settled, and the total profit is 9.8 billion yen."

Takejuro Matsumoto nodded and said, "Continue to suppress."

Koharu Hamada was taken aback and left.

Don't ask what you shouldn't.

This is the rule of the workplace.

Sumitomo Bank, 00

First Quanye Bank, 68.8 buy 300,000

Toyota Motor Buy...

Panasonic buys...

Large and large purchases have brought the market's linkage and stabilization, but after that, Hamada Koharu said stupidly: "Continue to suppress."

Sumitomo Bank, 127.1 sold 200,000

First Quanye Bank, 66.8 sold 300,000

Matsushita Electric, sold...

Toyota Motor, sell...

.......

The East Stock Exchange.

Sasa Haruma, looking at the still disk on the large-screen computer, felt that his strength was hollowed out, feeling deeply tired, heartache and puzzled.

On the big screen, a large green area.

It's like an oil wheat field.

The green one is frightening, and the green one is at a loss.

Among them, the leading loser is Matsushita Electric, and the second leading loser is Honda Automobile Industry.

Next, the electrical appliance industry and the automobile industry occupy the top few decliners.

How could this be?

Why is this happening?

This makes no sense.

Sasa yesterday saw Toyota Motor Corporation increase its investment scale overseas, so he bought the company's stock.

But with such a big advantage, how could it not rise but fall instead?

Stepped out of the trading floor blankly.

Sasa Haruma saw a nearby store, bought two large cans of beer, and drank while walking.

Before I knew it, I didn't know how I got to the nearby park.

A homeless man is looking at the economic newspaper and is drawing a candlestick chart with chalk.

Feeling curious, Sasa Haruma walked over and handed the beer to the tramp, "Would you like a bite?"

The tramp glanced at the young man, took the beer, sat on the bench, opened the can and took a sip and asked, "Why, you lost money in stocks?"

Could it be that this is an expert?

I am still a young man, and I have read comics about the stories of Legendary Travel.

Sasaki watched the tramp leisurely drinking the beer he bought, sitting on the other end of the bench frowning and enduring the peculiar smell on his body, secretly guessing his identity.

The homeless man said to himself: "I graduated from the Department of Finance at the National University of Tokyo. That year, like you, with a dream, I entered the stock market."

Hearing this, Sasaki was really curious and couldn't help but ask: "Are you really a senior in the Department of Finance of the National University?"

The tramp nodded, shook his head again, touched his forehead and closed his eyes and thought for a long time, as if his memory was not clear. After thinking about it for a long time, he said dazedly: "I graduated in 1976... …"

The homeless man was called Shinji Higashikawa. According to him, his father was originally born in Old Manchuria, but he returned to Tokyo with his grandparents because of the defeat.

After experiencing the Tokyo Olympics in elementary school, the Osaka Expo in middle school, and the Middle East oil crisis in college, Higashikawa Kenji graduated from the Department of Economics of the National University in 1976 and worked for a major financial trading company.

In the company, he is active in thinking and hard-working, and has been repeatedly appreciated by his superiors, but in a few years, he has been promoted to be an agent of section chief.

However, Shinji Higashikawa was not satisfied with such a life. In 1984, he founded his own company with several colleagues, mainly engaged in import and export and real estate business.

Although the 1985 Garden Square Agreement dealt a major blow to Japan’s export industry, Japan’s loose financial policies caused a lot of hot money, real estate and stock prices rose sharply, and entered the bubble economy era.

It was a crazy age. Suddenly the money in my hand could buy a lot of things, and I felt that it was just around the corner to become the world's richest man, and money, accompanied by arrogance and confidence, swelled to the extreme.

That year, the host of Fuji TV pointed to the map of Tokyo proudly in the show and said that the land price in Tokyo has now exceeded the price of all land in the United States, and next year it will be twice the land price in the United States. Become the world's number one economic power.

Recalling the madness of the past, Shinji Higashikawa took a sip of beer and said: "My company's business was booming that year. The company had more than 100 people. I thought that in a few years, the company could be listed on the Tokyo Stock Exchange... ...."

"Then there is no more. I found that the company makes money, it is better to make money from stocks, and then divest part of the business and invest in the stock market."

"What happened later, if you don't talk about it, you can understand it. It became nothing overnight and became what it is now."

"Bankruptcy is unavoidable. The only thing I can do is to divorce my wife and try to leave the property to her and children..."

"Ugh……"

Maybe it was too much. Shinji Higashikawa was a little tired. He drank the beer in his hand. He squashed the beer can and put it in a woven bag under his feet.

Sasaki was stunned.

The predecessors of the National University School of Finance were so miserable.

"Then why don't you start from scratch? With your expertise, you can definitely make a comeback."

Sasaki still didn't understand, or that he didn't believe that the top students of the National University would be so downcast.

So many people can start from scratch, and a person with such a rich experience and a national university degree can never stand up again next time?

Even a poor low-level laborer is better than a homeless man.

"Hehe, you are really a naive fellow. Do you know how much I owe the bank?"

Shinji Higashikawa sneered.

"I can't remember, maybe more than 3 billion. Even if I work hard, the money I earn can only keep my minimum living expenses, and the rest of the money has to be returned to the bank." Togawa Kenji laughed. Then, "What does work mean to me?"

Sasaki people are stupid.

Looking at this unkempt and foul-smelling senior, it is difficult for him to imagine that the alcoholism patient in front of him was once the president or the senior of the Tokyo National University School of Finance.

At this moment, Shinji Higashikawa stood up and said, "Thank you for your hospitality~www.novelmtl.com~ I am very happy to meet you today. My life is almost over. Looking at your beer, I will give you a word. Studying finance does not necessarily have to be used for speculation. It does no harm in itself. But under the general trend, nothing can be decisive."

The sunset goes down.

Stretched Higashikawa Shinji's back very long.

When Sasaki saw him reaching for trash and newspapers in a nearby trash can, he suddenly felt a chill.

Seniors are like this, is he too naive?

General trend!

What did the predecessors say?

Sasaki was still young and didn't understand the general trend that Shinji Higashikawa said.

And Yuma Nakajima, a young woman, a former housewife who is now a part-time accompaniment girl, does not understand why the economy is so bad now, but the price of goods has risen again.

Cabbage seems to have risen 30% faster than last week.

The eggs actually rose by half.

meat!

God.

How could it be so expensive.

Pushing a shopping cart, walking in the supermarket, looking at the money I earn part-time, I bought a lot less than before...

Night, here comes.

Shen Jiannan stood upstairs facing the wind, watching the lights of Wanjia in Osaka.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the basic economic foundation and the cornerstone of the economy. In the past, Japan used to save money and buy a house. Next, it is time for the whole people to work hard to buy food.

The Tokugawa family's abacus is pretty good...

It's not proud, it's not exciting.

There is neither joy nor sadness.

There is only a deeper understanding and understanding.

Under the covering of the nest, how can there be no eggs.

The Ministry of Finance does not want to do this, nor does the Cabinet want to do it.

But losing the qualifications of a world-wide enemy, all brilliance is nothing but a mirrored flower...