In Tokyo, even the most fierce dragon is afraid of the hatchet

"Don't worry about the funds Mito-kun."

"In that case, I'll start working."

"Please, Mito-kun."

"..."

have to say.

Although Shinichi Mito sometimes suffers from illness like most Japanese, he is undoubtedly very capable to be the president of a large group like Sumitomo Chemical.

This guy came up with a business plan that day, made drastic changes to several frameworks, tore down all the personnel systems that Nagano Nao had previously set up, and re-arranged them.

From the reserve of cadres, intelligence, planning, legal affairs, to the use of personal connections with university clubs and research groups, it is well organized and has clear goals. It is completely the prototype of a large company.

This structure is in line with Naoto Nagano's wishes.

He had an idea all along, but it was difficult to perfect its implementation.

Now, Shinichi Mito could obviously sense his intention and designed a frame that was large enough to support the plate for a period of time.

Just saw the budget list.

Even the straight men in Nagano felt as if their eyes went dark.

100000000000 yen.

A full 100 billion.

Such a large sum of money.

Nagano Nao didn't know what to say except giving a thumbs up.

Nima!

Are you trying to make money by catching me and blackmailing me to death?

But when I think about the status of Sumitomo Chemical, I feel helpless.

Although Sumitomo Chemical is only a core group under the Sumitomo Group, it includes Sumitomo Rubber, Sumitomo Petrochemicals, Sumitomo Chemicals, Sumitomo Daily Chemicals and other group companies.

Total assets...no one knows what they are.

However, there is no doubt that as the president of a chemical group, Shinichi Mito has to review and stamp projects every day, which are probably worth billions of dollars.

Got it!

It’s just money!

How can someone who is determined to buy the whole of Japan be looked down upon because of such a small amount of money?

in the following days.

Nagano Nao began to spend his days counting sheep with his fingers.

No Money!

Most of the funds were transferred to allow Makoto Miyashita to acquire Hanshin. With the end of the Gulf War, Hanshin's price rebounded, which was suppressing the market during this period. The market was buying high and selling low, and funds could not be transferred out.

Another part of the funds is invested in long-term bearish options in the crude oil market, which are golden gooses that lay eggs, and of course they cannot be closed.

Therefore, we can only wait for the settlement with Sumitomo next month and make a big profit from it.

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

I have nothing to do every day.

To put it bluntly, institutions like Japan Life Insurance are state-owned enterprises and institutions in disguise.

The reason why it exists is that the international community did not allow Japan to have too many state-owned enterprises, which in turn promoted the reform of state-owned enterprises and privatization, thus forming a monster.

On the one hand, it is a joint-stock company, but on the other hand, it is responsible for the management of public funds and social responsibilities.

In simple terms, it means having the ease of a civil servant but without the constraints of a civil servant, so the only thing you have to do every day is to process documents and review and stamp them.

However, I have the help of the vice minister in work matters, and the secretary Kurata Kisara is in charge.

The president Naoio Nagano has become a decoration. When there is something to do, Kurata Himiri rushes to do it, and when there is nothing to do, Naoio Nagano will do it.

So day after day, Nannian would think about philosophy, study astronomy and life.

A new day has arrived.

The day for settlement with Sumitomo finally arrived.

Nao Nagano enthusiastically called the new president of Sumitomo Chemical, Hiromo Ono.

"President Guangmo, this is what happened. A new batch of goods has arrived. Do you want to come and inspect them in person?"

acceptance?

You're clearly asking for money, do you think I can't hear it?

"That's not necessary. I'm really sorry, but I have a meeting to attend, so... I'll hang up first."

He hung up the phone with a dark face.

The smile that Guangmo Xiaoye had just forced out immediately turned cold.

After receiving tens of millions of barrels of oil for several consecutive months, Sumitomo Group's several storage warehouses are almost full.

According to previous plans, such reserve depots must continue to be built.

But now, the price of oil has fallen to $10. Judging from the current international situation, there will probably not be any major changes for many years.

Continuing to build new oil storage facilities will require at least billions of dollars in investment, which is obviously not cost-effective.

"Mr. Yuanping, how much more oil can the depot store now?"

"Forty million barrels at most."

"That means, in three months at most, the inventory will be full?"

"Hayi!"

Hearing this, Vice President Qiu Shui Ruocun angrily slammed his fist on the table: "Damn it! If this continues, the company will be ruined!"

"It's not that bad. I have already established a short hedge position in the international crude oil market, and the loss has been temporarily locked in here."

"Even so, the delivery of inventory will cost a lot of money. Coupled with the previous losses, the company has already incurred serious losses. Now that a hedging position is established, a large amount of working capital must be required."

Speaking of it.

Guangmo Xiaoye was also very angry.

According to the original plan, Sumitomo wanted to cash out in the stock market and expand its overseas industries.

The initial investment in the rubber industrial parks in Thailand and Malaysia has already been made. If Sumitomo controls these two largest rubber exporters in Asia, with industrialization accelerating and cars becoming a common demand, it will have the opportunity to influence Toyota, Honda and other automobile companies through rubber.

But I never expected that that idiot Mito Shinichi would bring the company to such a dangerous point.

If the liquidity cannot keep up, the company may really be doomed.

Ugh!

He secretly scolded Mito Shinichi.

But after cursing, Hiromo Ono also realized that this matter could not be blamed on Mito.

When the agreement was signed, he, the chairman, and Qiu Shui Zhongfu, the president of the consortium, all nodded in agreement.

But who would have thought that a war between countries could be so absurd? Iraq, known as the world's third most powerful military country, couldn't even last a hundred hours.

waste!

How can this be called the third military power?

And that damn Nakamura!

Having created so much trouble, this bastard must be secretly gloating!

The smugness just now must have shown that he had been plotting against Sumitomo for a long time.

We have to give this guy some trouble.

If he were finished, this kind of thing could be discussed...slowly.

With this thought.

Hiromo Ono picked up the phone and called the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office.

"Takahashi-kun, it's me, Guangmo. The weather is nice today. Let's go find a place to have a drink after get off work!"

"It's Guangmo-kun. I was just wondering when I could have a drink with you. How about we go to the old place?"

"Yeah, don't break your promise."

"how come......"

Night is coming.

The city lights up, illuminating Tokyo, the city that never sleeps.

If you look from other places, the bright lights in the dark night have charming and dreamy colors, which are as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.

On the busy streets, colorful billboards are flashing, and luxury brands from all over the world can be seen everywhere.

Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Cardiff, Rolex, Van Cleef & Arpels, Cartier, the windows filled with jewelry and luxury goods attract fashionable men and women, who flock in and out of the nearby major stores.

Even though the stock market has been cut in half, it seems to have nothing to do with life. Young people's pursuit of luxury goods has not diminished at all, and the dream of prosperity of this era continues to blossom.

And the other side.

Under the huge billboard, there are many beauties standing in a secluded place.

These beauties are almost all young and pretty. The younger ones carry school bags and look like they are in junior high school, while the older ones wear professional suits and look like office workers.

But for some reason, whenever these girls see a man passing by, they will either be shy or boldly greet him and ask if he wants to drink or play together.

A Toyota Crown came out of the District Attorney's Office, drove through the bustling streets, and gradually came to a remote place.

When the car stopped, a middle-aged man with a big belly got out and walked to the door of a quiet house. The guard in a black suit recognized the man, bowed, and respectfully invited him into the house.

The surroundings are very quiet, with pavilions, flower terraces, corridors and courtyards, which are very elegant.