Tokyo Barrister: Start the law firm bankruptcy

Chapter 629 Tokyo Metropolitan Finance Department

The next day, 8:37 am.

  Shinjuku, Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building

This building, which houses important institutions in Tokyo, somehow exudes an extraordinarily majestic feeling today. The Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building, a landmark building in Tokyo, is more than 40 stories high. On clear days, it is said that you can see Mount Fuji. The entire building is a twin-tower high-rise, like an ancient magic weapon that protects the important land veins of the capital.

This is where the Tokyo Metropolitan Finance Department is located.

This is where administrative adjudication cases are heard today.

Beiyuan opened the door of the taxi, got out of the car with his briefcase in hand, and couldn't help but look up at the building.

This was also the first time he was so close to a building of the Japanese power.

The surrounding stone decoration style enhances the unique sense of heaviness of the government office.

Just pedestrians passing by here will be immersed in the atmosphere here and can't help but become solemn.

For some reason, Kitahara felt as if his blood vessels were beating.

That fierce and aggressive excitement was quietly aroused at this moment.

Perhaps this building exudes the bloody smell of power struggle, so much so that even alien monsters passing by here will be attracted by the blood.

Miyakawa also got out of the car, carrying a suitcase containing files, and she couldn't help but stop.

When Miyagawa was working with his father Imanishi, he had visited many headquarters of well-known companies. However, no headquarters of a company could give him the same feeling as today.

Miyakawa even felt that her hands holding the luggage handle were trembling slightly, and her feet felt as if they were tied with sandbags, and her whole body felt sluggish.

"Although I have lived in Tokyo since I was a child, this is my first time here. I didn't expect to see such a spectacular building up close," Miyakawa said with emotion.

"I think there will be a lot of trouble today. The person in charge of the trial has suddenly been replaced by Daisuke Iwasa." Kitahara looked at the materials in his hand.

This material is Iwasa's resume.

Iwasa is about 60 years old and is currently the deputy director of the Tokyo Finance Department. Unlike the general bureaucratic resume, Iwasa was not a professional bureaucrat at the beginning. Instead, he worked as a legal officer at Tokyo Eighth Construction Co., Ltd. Tokyo Eighth Construction Co., Ltd. can be said to be the leading municipal enterprise in Japan for large-scale construction projects.

There are countless suppliers, big and small, in Japan who rely on it for their livelihood.

During Iwasa's tenure, he designed a payment mechanism that maximized the cash efficiency of Tokyo Eighth Construction Co., Ltd.

Of course, to put it in plain words, it means squeezing suppliers to the extreme, exhausting all legal and financial technical possibilities, and delaying payments.

Therefore, Iwasa is also called "the ghost-fearing" by suppliers of all sizes.

During his tenure in legal affairs, Iwasa was highly regarded and transferred from a municipal enterprise to the Tokyo Metropolitan Finance Department, becoming one of the few people in Japan to have experienced the revolving door of municipal enterprises and technocrats.

Judging from the resume of such a person, it is probably extremely disadvantageous for such a person to judge the case. He will probably defend it desperately from the perspective of the city hall.

Kitahara also considered whether to apply for recusation and replace the candidate.

But, who knows.

Perhaps the Tokyo Metropolitan Finance Department has already prepared a backup plan.

If someone really replaces me, I'm afraid I'll replace him with someone who is even more disadvantaged.

When Miyakawa heard Kitahara say this, he replied: "Kitahara, I still want to believe it. When faced with simple right and wrong, people still have conscience."

"I don't know whether people have conscience or not, but people have free will. It is their own initiative to choose to become an evil person or a good person."

Kitahara walked towards the gate and said this to Miyakawa.

Walking into the building, you will see extremely beautiful decoration inside.

The case was heard in the third meeting room on the 43rd floor. As the two entered the elevator and pressed the floor button, the high-speed elevator started immediately. The building had the latest silent elevators. Even the whistling wind in the elevator shaft was difficult to hear.

The elevator reaches the designated floor in a very short time.

The people inside even experienced mild tinnitus.

Came to the third meeting room and pushed the door open.

This is a very spacious large conference room. On one side of the conference room, there is an extra-long floor-to-ceiling window of nearly 50 meters, extending out. The sunlight shines into the room through the floor-to-ceiling window, making it extremely bright. Looking through the floor-to-ceiling window, the entire city of Tokyo can be seen.

Buildings of all sizes were placed like chess pieces on a chessboard, and the vehicles on the road below looked like toy models.

And at the horizon of this scene.

An extremely majestic mountain stands in the distance.

That is Mount Fuji.

From the top of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building, you can actually see Mount Fuji when the weather is clear.

Kitahara looked around the meeting room. At this time, some people had already arrived in the meeting room. They looked like people from the Tokyo Finance Department and Shinjuku City Hall. After all, this was the first time in the East that someone had filed an administrative ruling instead of directly filing an administrative lawsuit.

Although the case was not heard in public.

However, internal personnel from relevant institutions who were able to come came as much as possible.

Soon, Kitahara's client, President Hamanaka, arrived, along with several other company presidents.

According to the court's custom, Kitahara was sitting on the left with the plaintiff and the right with the defendant. Just as he was about to walk into the meeting room, he heard a call.

"Are you Lawyer Kitahara?"

When I turned around, I saw an older man with gray eyebrows in a suit.

This is attorney Hamano, who represents Shinjuku City Hall.

Although Attorney Hamano had briefly read Kitahara's information before, he had forgotten his age. It was beyond Hamano's expectation that his opponent was such a young lawyer.

Hamano originally thought that there might be some force behind the other party.

After seeing that both of the other lawyers were so young, I couldn't help but laugh to myself, it seemed that I was worrying too much.

Hamano guessed that the other party was probably just a lawyer who had just graduated from college. With a simple sense of justice, he took the case without much thought.

What a pity. What a pity.

They probably have no idea what this case means.

They didn't know how many people they had offended since the moment they took on this case.

They didn't know that from the moment they submitted the materials, their bright future was completely ruined.

They don't know that the pursuit of so-called justice will come at a price, a bloody price.

Without waiting for Kitahara to respond, Hamano sat down on his seat first.

The troops on both sides have basically arrived.

From time to time, whispers could be heard in the conference room.

Although the scene in the meeting room was peaceful, Hamanaka and his companions did not show any excessive emotion when they saw the Shinjuku City government officials who were in arrears with the payment.

However, a vague sense of tension gradually arose.

The tension was not strong at first, but it became stronger and stronger as time ticked by.

Just like before two armies engage in battle, supplies for both sides have already arrived.

The war is about to start.

It all depends on which gun barrel the first shell explodes.

At this moment, Miyakawa placed the carefully prepared materials on the table. She might not have imagined at this moment that everything she had carefully prepared would be completely shattered this morning. She would truly experience what terror, helplessness, and despair were like...

(End of this chapter)