Kyoto.

It is called Benshengbao.

A large number of employees resigned and held banners to surround the company. Now that the news has been exposed by TV stations, Masahiro Ito immediately convened an emergency consultation meeting.

There are six directors and one auditor, in addition there are the vice chairman of directors, the vice president, and the heads of several departments.

Masahiro Ito naturally sat in the chief seat, but his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a piece of shit.

According to the rules of Japanese politics, even if the prime minister's reforms fail, the consequence that awaits him is resignation.

Major public companies also have similar rules. Once they are unable to suppress their opponents, the best option is to resign, but the worst option is hard to say.

But now the situation is completely beyond our expectations! Doesn't this female ghost Kaibu have a big grudge against Nagano Nao? And under the instructions of the Kaibu family, why did she suddenly turn her guns on the Ministry of Finance? Now the company is in this state again! Damn Nagano! What kind of magic potion did this bastard feed those employees?

The phone rang.

A director in charge of public relations and networking said with a heavy face, "Mr. Chairman, the city hall requires us to resolve this matter as soon as possible to avoid causing greater impact."

"I'm afraid this is difficult to handle. I've already advised those employees before, but they refused on the grounds that they have been suspended by President It." Director Yoshiaki Kishino said slowly, and his official manner didn't seem like he was giving serious advice.

"More employees have applied for leave and resigned, and a lot of work has been delayed, so."

The muscles on Ito Masahiro's face twitched slightly.

Things had reached a point where they were far beyond his control.

If this pile of shit was pulled by myself.

It can also be used to treat gastrointestinal diseases.

But the problem is that the person who pulled out this shit was Nagano Nao, and it was Nagano Nao who asked him to pull it into his mouth.

If possible.

I really want to ignore etiquette and scold these idiots.

However, as an official from the Secretariat of the Ministry of Finance, the most basic political literacy always takes precedence over emotions.

If we lose control at this time, these fence-sitters will completely turn against us.

Gritting his teeth secretly.

Try your best to control your urge to lose your temper.

After calming down, Ito Masahiro said calmly: "It is understandable that the passion of young people is being exploited by some guys, but the TV station's unilateral statement is too affirmative. Please ask Teng Tian to talk to Kobe TV!"

"This... President, you may not know that Kurihara Kazuko is a well-known troublemaker. The more pressure you put on him, the angrier he will be. The guy Tsuchiya was just..."

"Is there no other way?"

"Because this Ms. Kurihara is the secretary-general of the Heisei New Women's Association and has a very good relationship with Ms. Tanaka Makiko, so."

Tanaka Makiko! Hearing this name, Ito Masahiro was silent for a long time.

This woman is as poisonous as her father Kakuei Tanaka. The Ministry of Finance is now under attack from all sides, and the Central Bank's intention to break away from the Ministry of Finance's control is closely related to this woman.

Now she goes to provoke people related to her. Nah, this brave female journalist who took on the role of a force for social justice was suppressed by a former Ministry of Finance Secretariat official.

This is not the way to send someone a head! I thought about it.

Ito Masahiro put it another way: "The company's affairs can be handled internally, so let the police department maintain public order, and everything will be fine."

"This." Yamamoto Riken took over the conversation, but he hesitated and didn't know how to continue.

Then, a director nearby said, "We have contacted the Kobe Police Station before, and they said that because a serious theft case happened recently, many people were transferred there to handle the case!"

"Nani? Does the theft require a lot of people?"

"Well, it is said that the other party is an officer stationed in Japan, so we must find this gentleman's lost bicycle as soon as possible to avoid causing a diplomatic incident."

bicycle!

A bicycle was lost and police from all over the city were called in to investigate.

This is a really bad reason.

Hundreds of thousands of bicycles are lost across the country every year, and even children are lost. Why don’t you seem so sad?

But this kind of thing cannot even be refuted.

An American military officer! Biting his tongue and resisting the urge to get angry, Ito Masahiro said calmly, "Then you can ask the county police department to arrange for someone to come and help!"

"this."

"A bicycle was lost in the county, too?"

"No! It is said that someone from the Ikeda family discovered that the fire was deliberately set, and all the staff were transferred to deal with it."

"What?"

Ito Masahiro's face was full of surprise.

Since when did the Hyogo Prefectural Police, who even claimed that the dead were suicides, become so responsible?

Such astonishment was originally just unbelievable. Unless you are a fool, anyone can see that it is those bastards who are looking for excuses not to send anyone.

But the people present were mostly from Osaka.

After asking this question, almost everyone exchanged glances with each other, making the atmosphere in the meeting room very strange.

No way! This idiot actually wanted to sideline that kid Nagano without any preparation? Sensing that the atmosphere that was originally united had become weird, Yamamoto Riken and Kamijiro Hiroshi wanted to die.

But now everyone is on the same boat, showing a face that is uglier than crying, Kamiya Hiroshi said: "The family of the former Prime Minister that Mr. Nakayama mentioned just now."

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Ikeda Hayato? !!! Ito Masahiro’s face twitched violently.

Japanese society is a society built on personal connections and relationships. A person's ceiling is determined by who his father is.

Please do not move, Security Department.

Employees went on strike and held up banners.

Obviously.

Although Nagano Nao was born in Tokyo, he was a local tyrant! After many years of political career, Ito Masahiro immediately realized that he had fallen into a pit.

No wonder the position of the chairman of the Japanese Biosafety Association is so lucrative but no one wants to fight for it.

No wonder those guys looked unconvinced before I was parachuted in, but in the end they agreed just in exchange for a little benefit.

Damn it! Who on earth is the one who pitted me?

Or are these bastards banding together to mess with me? Damn it!

I was fooled by this kid Nagano.

No wonder this guy didn't resist at all and just went to jail obediently!

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

But one thing is certain.

Now, except for Kaibu Oko, the entire Ministry of Finance investigation team has been wiped out, and they themselves are already in the center of the storm. If they are not careful, they will end up being shattered to pieces.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Masahiro Ito wanted to wipe the sweat off his face to avoid being noticed for his emotional fluctuations, but he felt his glasses were fogged up and his hands were shaking violently.

Keep your inner emotions under control.

But the shaking hands seemed to have lost control and were no longer responsive.

"The people whose names I called out stay here. Nagasaki, Yamamoto, Kamiri. The rest of you get out."

With a bang.

The directors looked at the three people who stayed behind with interest, and left the meeting room with a playful look. They also closed the door considerately, leaving a space for the four people to discuss in secret.

The three people who stayed behind looked at each other, suddenly feeling isolated from the world.

Bastard! Isn't it cheating us to keep us here at this time? Bang! Ito Masahiro pushed everything on the table to the ground and roared hysterically: "What I said just now was an order! Letting the Security Bureau to maintain order is an order. How can you ignore my order?"

That's right.

Oh! Osaka, Hyogo, Nara, Yamaguchi Prefecture, including Kyoto, and related areas are all Sanwa headquarters.

As we are brother groups of the Sanhe Group, it is not easy to ask the police to maintain order according to the law.

The problem is that this is the capital of the old times.

Although the Mito family was forced to return power to the emperor at the beginning of the Meiji Restoration and the samurai family really withdrew from politics, when the post-war Emperor MacArthur came to power, the first thing he did was to weaken the emperor's power and authority, as well as the power of the conglomerates that supported him.

Naturally.

The Wu family, which had ruled this country for hundreds of years, became the best candidate.

On the one hand, the central bank had the pro-American force Naoto Ichimanda in charge to suppress the constraints of the Ministry of Finance. On the other hand, it supported the formation of new conglomerates, which led to the rise of emerging conglomerates such as Sanwa.

In this case.

Sumitomo and Sanhe were fighting and quarreling in Osaka, and no one could mobilize the police station unless all parties compromised and agreed.

Yamamoto Riken lowered his head and didn't want to speak.

If an outsider wants to hold real power here, he must clean up the company.

But he never expected that the guy in front of him was obviously a loser. He didn't even understand the relationship here before he rashly attacked Nagano.

You are blind! You are in trouble this time.

Shangli also lowered his head and cursed inwardly.

Taking sides is often a last resort, but now I am clearly standing on the side of a guy who looks good but is useless!

The Ministry of Finance airborne! Damn it!

This guy must be Korean!

Among the three, only Shigaraki opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

Having followed Ito Masahiro for so many years, he had never seen this admired boss lose his composure like this. As a rising star in the political arena and a new generation of workplace elite, he knew that everything was over.

"Everyone is lying to me!"

"They are all against me, waiting to see me make a fool of myself!"

"Do you idiots have any brains?!"

"Disloyal idiot, coward, good-for-nothing, rotten fish!"

It was obvious that Masahiro Ito did not care about the reactions of his subordinates. He clenched his fists, spitted, and no longer cared about etiquette and appearance.

But he was a high-ranking official after all. Being scolded like this, Yamamoto Riken couldn't help but retort: ​​"President, we have tried our best. It's all because Nagano is so cunning."

"Don't tell me this. Without me, would you good-for-nothings, losers, cowards, and traitors be able to hold your current positions?"

"Mr. President, what you said is really too much!" Shang Li also raised his head with a look of deep dissatisfaction.

"You Yamato cowards, you Japanese trash, you traitors without honor, don't you know that this bastard Nagano is destroying the existing order and leading this country into hell?"

Ito Masahiro was so angry that he smashed the last pen on the table.

Seriously speaking.

Masahiro Ito truly is an executive with a sense of honor and national spirit, and he is also very responsible for this country.

He never embezzles money.

Never accept bribes.

He worked in the Ministry of Finance and never used his position to seek personal gain throughout his life.

At most, we would go out for a drink or socialize, or give shopping cards to our wife and children.

What about Nagano? Make money!

I started making money from the first day I entered the company.

Get promoted and make money.

Make money by eating.

Go wherever you want and make money as much as you can.

If he was just making money, this guy could be considered a gentleman, but this bastard not only made money, he also teamed up with foreigners to make money.

Teach your subordinates how to make money.

Get your boss involved to make money.

The purpose and consequences of his doing so are, as Masahiro Ito said, deliberately destroying the economic order and sending the country into hell.

But things have come to this point.

One was being interrogated in the detention center, one was cooperating with the investigation team, and one was the president whose young men from the company knelt down to beg for mercy. He must be a very responsible president!

With a bang.

Masahiro Ito was furious and picked up his office chair.

When Yamamoto and Kamiri saw this, they thought the arrow was going to hit them, so they ran away in fear.

Bang!

Bang!

Two violent thumps.

The glass curtain wall of the office was smashed with dense cracks, spider-web-like cracks, and with the final blow, the glass shattered everywhere with a loud bang.

A strong wind blew from outside, lifting Ito Masahiro's clothes and hair.

Although his face was already old, at this moment he revealed an incomprehensible persistence and justice.

"Sir, don't do that!" Nagasaki fell to his knees with a thud.

Ito Masahiro turned around, his expression firm, and chanted angrily: "

After all the hardships, the surrounding stars are desolate.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind blows the catkins; my life is up and down like duckweed in the rain.

I express my fear at Huangfeng Beach and sigh my loneliness in the Lingding Ocean.

Who has not died since ancient times? Leave your loyalty to shine in history.

Let my death awaken the forces of justice in this world!"

Bang.

Masahiro Ito jumped down from the building.

13th floor.

After symbolic rescue.

The white cloth was covering the former Ministry of Finance Secretariat official who had an upright heart.

"Since ancient times, everyone has to die. Leave your loyalty to history. President Ito's spirit of dedication is truly admirable!"

Detention center.

When Nagano Nao learned that Ito Masahiro committed suicide by jumping off a building and left behind this famous line, his face was filled with admiration and respect.

Although they have different positions, it is indeed shocking that such an upright opponent dares to defend national interests with his life.

However, Ootsuka obviously does not have this awareness.

His greasy face was dripping with sweat because of panic, and his eyes, which were usually narrowed into lines, seemed to have widened a little and were filled with intense fear.

"Sir, now is not the time to talk about this. The old bastard Ito committed suicide to prove his innocence. The Ministry of Finance will definitely send an investigation team down to investigate us."

"Innocent? What are you talking about, Daping? Didn't the old man commit suicide because he was worried that the bad things he had done would be investigated?"

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