midsummer.

It is the most enchanting season of the year.

The lights are bright in the night.

Neon lights flash with colorful colors.

The girls wore cool clothes, showing off their youthful and unrestrained figures, exquisite curves, white thighs, slender waists, and curvy backs, all making this summer even hotter.

After making an appointment with friends.

Ichiro Yamaguchi arrived at a nightclub.

He called a few girls, and when Yoshiaki Ono arrived, he immediately smiled warmly.

"Ji Mingjun is here! Please take a seat. We must get drunk tonight!"

"Yamaguchi-kun, you look good. Didn't you lose a lot of money in the stock market before? Have you made it back?"

"Not yet, but it's only a matter of time. With institutions like Nippon Life Insurance participating in the rescue, and so many giants prohibiting selling, from a technical point of view, this time it will definitely break through the previous high."

"That's true. At critical moments, domestic institutions are still reliable. Those bastards on Wall Street are too abominable. They actually shorted Japan."

"Yes! Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts. Those white pigs are very bad! But we still have to thank the major institutions that participated in the rescue and gave the market confidence. Otherwise, if the previous bearish trend continues, it will be really hard to say."

"Sure enough, at critical moments, only the big financial groups can turn the tide. Wall Street is nothing. In 1987, if Japan hadn't intervened, the United States would have gone bankrupt long ago."

“.”

Stock market and politics.

It is undoubtedly men's favorite topic.

Talking about stocks recently.

Ichiro Yamaguchi was very excited and shared his experience with his friends.

"What stocks does Ji Mingjun hold recently?"

"It's Hino Seiko."

"Ah, Hino Seiko is one of the black five. There hasn't been much rebound recently!"

"That's right. The market has risen by 5,000 points, but this crappy stock has only risen by 3%. I don't know why I chose such a junk stock."

"Ji Mingjun, you don't understand. The stock market is a long-term investment in life. Just like what Mr. Honda Ishiro said, the share price of junk stocks, calculated based on the profit rate, may not be able to make back the profit in a hundred years. If you want to make money, you still have to stick to value investing!"

"Are you talking about those large-cap stocks? With such a large market cap, the increase will always be limited. I heard that the stock market crash this time was caused by NTT's large issuance, which led to a lack of funds in the market."

"You don't understand. Good stocks are always related to good companies. Companies like Komatsu Manufacturing have broken out of the world and become the world's number one mining machinery company. Believe me, the stock price will definitely increase several times at least."

“.”

Chatted for a while.

In the girl's charming smile.

The two men clinked their glasses.

Yoshiaki Ono knew that Yamaguchi had spent money and it was impossible for him to just talk about stocks and drink with him. After a few drinks, he took the initiative to say, "Yamaguchi-kun must have asked me to come here today not just to talk about stocks. If there is anything you need help with, please feel free to do so. We have a relationship and if we can resolve it, I will definitely help you."

All along.

When the residents of Seibu Real Estate's Kansai Kobe branch refused to cooperate during the demolition, the section chief, Ichiro Yamaguchi, invited Yamaguchi Real Estate Service Company to discuss the matter with the residents.

Yoshiaki Ono is the backbone of Yamaguchi Real Estate Services Company.

So, when Ichiro Yamaguchi heard him bring it up, he expressed his thoughts.

"It's because of a fruit shop. The lady boss owed me a large sum of money but kept making excuses not to pay it back, so I would like to ask Jiming-kun for help."

"It's just a small thing like this. Where is that store and what is its name?"

"It's on Sangong Commercial Street, called Changshan Family!"

“.”

at the same time.

Honda Ishiro adjusted the frame of his glasses on his nose, reluctantly looked away from the beauty, and walked into the club not far away.

A club that only members with the highest membership can enter.

It's not a place where a guy like Honda Ishiro would normally come.

It looked ordinary from the outside, but when he walked inside, the luxurious decoration made him feel like he had nowhere to put his feet.

The people who come to this kind of club are all real big shots. The minister actually asked me to come to such a place. He must be trying to get me to meet some big shots!

With this thought.

Honda Ishiro asked for a private room, and the charming mama-san took him to a private room.

Open the door.

Seven or eight etiquette ladies, with happy smiles on their faces, surrounded the few people.

Honda Ishiro's attention was instantly drawn to a young man, who looked to be in his twenties, with a long scar on his face. He had an invisible aura, bright eyes, and a remarkable bearing, like the moon surrounded by stars. One could tell at a glance that he was the biggest shot here.

Knowing this, Honda Ishiro quickly straightened his clothes, stood at the door and bowed seriously.

"It's Honda-kun, come in!"

Hearing the call from the minister Kawamura Yuto, Honda Ishiro put on his clothes, and walked in with a humble look and restrained body.

"Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Nagano, the president of Osaka Asset Management, and this is Mr. Miura, the chairman of Yamaguchi Bank. Honda, please say hello!"

Hear these two names.

Honda Ishiro shuddered inwardly.

Miura Yanyi is a big shot at the level of a wakaguchi-gumi.

As the largest gang in the Kansai region and even in Japan, the identity of this president is well known to everyone and frequently makes headlines in charity news.

And the president of Osaka Asset Management is even more terrifying!

Any president is a minister-level figure under Dai Nippon Life Insurance. As the powerful minister of the core group of the Sanhe Group, he can not only mobilize trillions of capital, but also has the qualification to propose national financial policies.

As early as a few months ago, the response and expectations aroused by the paper of the Institute of Finance are still continuing! Bow +1.

"Hello, Lord Nagano. I am Honda Ishiro. It's our first meeting. Please take care of me!"

Nagano Nao looked up.

Glanced at Honda Ishiro.

He wears glasses, has a mean look in his eyes, a small nose and small eyes, and a cunning look on his face. Although he is wearing a suit, he has the air of a monkey in a crown. At first glance, he is a bad bastard.

For this bad guy.

Nagano Nao nodded as a greeting.

But even so, Honda Ishiro's heart trembled, he felt a sense of honor, and his face turned a little red.

It would be such an honor to be noticed by such an important person and to tell others about it later.

After greeting Miura again and getting Kawamura's permission, Honda Ishiro did not dare to sit cross-legged, but knelt down carefully like a woman.

Kawamura Yuto tried to improve the atmosphere, picked up his glass and invited everyone to drink.

A few drinks later.

Honda Ishiro was very good at pleasing people. He grabbed the wine glass and said respectfully with anticipation: "As a researcher in the financial industry, Honda has been reading your papers, Mr. Nagano, and every time I read them, I feel that I benefit a lot. I am fortunate to meet you today. Please let me toast you a glass to express my gratitude to you!"

Nagano Nao is not a demanding person.

Come to think of it, this guy helped me fool quite a few people, so he can be considered a friendly force.

Moreover, I originally wanted to see how despicable this big liar is. Now that I see him, he is even more despicable than what I saw in the newspapers and on TV.

We clinked glasses.

Nagano Nao gave a thumbs up: "Honda-kun is very good at securities analysis! I have a friend who was fooled by you into buying blue chip stocks!"

"Ah! This."

Honda Ishiro was almost scared to death. He stammered and didn't know how to argue.

What blue-chip stocks are all arranged by the companies to attract ants because major institutions adjust their portfolios. But if the honey cheats the friends of the big shots, wouldn’t that be courting death?

"It's okay, we're just ordinary friends, but this just shows that you are a great talent, Honda-kun!"

Nagano Nao was laughing happily, and his sly grin looked like he was harboring evil intentions.

In fact, the value investment plate is the result of a discussion among the heads of major companies about the distribution of interests after the Ministry of Finance launched its rescue plan.

After all, if we spend so much money to rescue the market, it would be easy to lose money if we don’t attract a bunch of ants to come in.

Youxi, the idiot, was fooled and refused to fulfill his contract, clamoring that he bought the foundation to make money.

Even a fool like Ichiro Yamaguchi took it seriously and believed firmly in value investing, and actually asked me for help in getting a loan.

With so many people around you taking the bait, you don’t have to think about how many people have already believed in blue-chip stocks. Then, the company’s shipments will naturally become very smooth.

Things turned out pretty much as Nagano Nao expected.

In this era, the Japanese have an inexplicable confidence in the stock market.

Tokyo will never fall.

All economic laws and capital pricing will be changed one by one in the face of Japan's powerful strength.

Seriously speaking, this kind of confidence is not without reason.

In this world where Japanese products are found all over the world and can be found wherever there are people, it can be said that the wealth of the whole world is being plundered by Japan.

Although semiconductor companies have been sanctioned by the United States in recent years, their market share has declined.

However, automobiles, electrical appliances, and electronics are still very popular in the Southeast Asian market. Their unique technologies cannot be replaced by anyone, and the performance of major companies is very impressive every year.

With billions of dollars in profits every quarter, how could the stock price not go up?

What's more, major companies have relocated some low-tech production lines to other countries where labor and resources are very cheap, so profit expectations will definitely increase again.

And the financial aspect.

Japan has long been the world's number one power.

Even during the global stock market crash in 1987, stock markets in various countries fell by more than 25 percent in one day.

Dow Jones, Nasdaq, Britain, Germany, Italy, these countries can only watch their stock markets collapse and can do nothing about it.

Who can turn the tide?

Only Japan!

Billions of dollars of funds were mobilized and directly pulled up the Dow Jones and Nasdaq, saving the world economic crisis and saving all mankind.

With such a powerful country, what can stop the stock market from rising? A new day.

Honda Ishiro's analysis appeared in the economic newspaper on time.

Yuki Nagano held the newspaper in her hand, bit her fingers, and couldn't help but smile.

It’s 33550!

As long as it goes up a little bit more, the financial management I bought will make money.

Humph!

Straight guy, this big pervert! Big pervert! He actually wants to use a gentleman's agreement to make me wear JK.

I won't satisfy you easily!

pity.

I didn’t know about value investing before.

If I had known this earlier, I would have made money a long time ago.

Ha ha!

Wait until you can free yourself from the slavery of being a money-loser!

You must buy a small whip, take out a handful of cash, and hit this big pervert.

"Nagano Nao, now you know how powerful I am, hahaha"

"Nagano, what are you daydreaming about? Your saliva is almost dripping onto the ground. Are you fantasizing about playing some perverted tricks with your boyfriend?"

"How could that be? How could that be? Guangmei, your smile is so vulgar."

“.”

Just at this moment.

The Nikkei on the computer screen suddenly took a dive.

As large amounts of selling took place, the Nikkei index turned from red to green, falling from 33,500 to 33,200.

Yuki Nagano suddenly lost the mood to play around with his colleagues.

"Hey! Why did it fall again? Why is it so hard to make money?"

"It's just a normal fluctuation! The major institutions have said before that they will not build positions before the end of the year, so the price will definitely go up. Nagano, you have to have confidence."

"That's what they say, but they're almost making back their money and it's not going anywhere. It's so annoying."

"In that case, why don't you ask your boyfriend for some information? He works in asset management in Osaka, so he must have inside information!"

"Guangmei, how could you say such a thing! Insider trading is illegal! Straight men would not do such a thing."

“.”

And the other side.

President Nagano, who would not disclose inside information, called Okamoto Kozhi.

After confirming that the position reduction was completed, he told this guy to go to the United States and add a put option in the New York secondary market.

suddenly.

The phone rang.

After the connection.

The panicked voice of Kanako Nagano came from the other side.

"What happened?"

"Wow. Someone bought a watermelon in the store before. It is said that he died of poisoning after eating it."

Watermelon can kill people? Nagano Nao's eyes moved.

"Don't be afraid, Nai-chan. Stay in the store. I'll be there soon!"

“.”

Drove to Changshan's house.

There were many people standing outside.

A few young men were blocking the door, shouting things like "eating watermelon will kill you."

This group of people looked aggressive and it was obvious at first glance that they were not easy to deal with. The way they were dressed, it was obvious that they were freelancers from Yazaku.

Ichiro Yamaguchi was negotiating with this group of people.

Kanako Nagano and Mrs. Yamaguchi huddled in the store, shivering.

Nagano Nao parked the car.

See him coming.

Ichiro Yamaguchi immediately came over: "Nagano-kun, you're here!!"

"What's going on?" Nagano Nao looked at the group of people blocking the store with a blank expression.

"I don't know. They said they bought watermelons here yesterday and gave them to their children to eat. Now they are dead."

"Can someone die from eating watermelon? You must be causing trouble on purpose!"

Nagano Nao asked calmly.

Opening a shop, harassment by Yazaku is nothing new.

What do you mean by having a stomachache? He was definitely looking for an excuse to blackmail me because the store was doing good business.

Bang! Suddenly.

A guy overturned the shelves in the store.

Various fruits rolled everywhere, and the juice splashed out a large stain.

"Are you still trying to quibble? Someone died because of the watermelon they bought from you, are you trying to evade responsibility? You must pay 100 million yuan in compensation today, or we will tear down your store!"

A burly young man said this fiercely.

Ichiro Yamaguchi quickly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! We are also very sorry that this happened, and we will definitely take responsibility. But 100 million is too much, can you..."

“.”

(End of this chapter)