Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

The media are hyping it up, and all eyes are on the opening of the U.S. market at 8:30 tonight.

Li Xinghe was lying on the sofa watching TV, while Miyake Maria was lying in his arms, holding her phone and launching DDOS attacks against Tokawa Yukimi on the other side of the phone. The two of them were sharing their lives in a sarcastic way. She also didn't allow Li Xinghe to intervene. Perhaps this way of getting along with each other by trash-talking each other was also considered a kind of interaction between besties?

On TV, Remi Tsutsumi stood between two screens, nervously describing the current situation, while a group of economic gurus in the studio were talking nonsense.

The U.S. Treasury bond market opens at 8:30 p.m. Tokyo time.

"Boring, I just want to see rivers of blood."

A suitable new prime minister has not yet been elected, and Li Xinghe is tired of watching the battle for power between the Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of Justice, and the constant newspaper-based drama.

Soon, the foreign exchange market began.

The Japanese yen quickly plummeted from 1:183 to 1:190.

In less than an hour, the yen's plunge seemed unstoppable.

"Killing so fiercely?"

Li Xinghe was a little hesitant. Is this still a weak dollar?

Sure enough, when the yen fell below 1:195, the Bank of Japan launched a desperate counterattack and launched a sudden all-out attack, just like the Yamato's victory in the assault, causing the yen exchange rate to rise sharply and squeezing out countless short-selling vulture funds.

"That's it?"

From ten o'clock in the evening to two o'clock in the morning, the battle between the US dollar and the Japanese yen was deadlocked at around 1:195. The battle between the Bank of Japan and the international short vulture funds lasted for four consecutive hours, and they actually held the depreciation bottom line firmly. Before it even reached 1:200, the international vultures had already been killed to the point of chain explosion and began to rise steadily.

It seems that if the Japanese were just a little bit tougher, the Americans wouldn't be able to get in.

The whole process was live broadcast. Tired and sweaty, Tsutsumi Reimi sat in the studio and sent a message to Li Xinghe:

“How did I do?”

Li Xinghe knew that she was trying to take credit for her hard work in charging for the Ministry of Justice today.

He thought about it, and instead of answering directly, he sent a message:

"Look under the skirt."

Anyway, I am a second-generation playboy.

Tsutsumi Reimi was trembling with shyness in the studio, but she didn't dare to offend him. When the entire crew and guests were taking a break and the national audience had no time to notice, she quickly put her cell phone under her skirt, took a picture, and sent it to Li Xinghe.

White cherry blossom panties.

"Good night."

Li Xinghe replied to her and prepared to go to bed.

The Internet was already bustling with activity at this time.

The US dollar is blunt.

The United States can no longer reap the benefits of Japan, and its son has become a rebellious son.

Raise a son to provide for your old age, but the son holds his wallet and is unwilling to pay.

It was such a disgrace that all the bitter tea seeds were stripped off.

As expected, Li Xinghe's phone flashed an emergency notification:

"Agent G, submit a complete report on the sudden changes in the yen market to headquarters within three days!"

Although the CIA seems to be able to control Japan, in fact, they even have a hard time translating the thoughts of the Japanese, let alone fully understanding what is happening.

Li Xinghe picked up Maria Miyake and put her on bed to sleep.

Then he sat down and wrote a detailed and complete account for the CIA of the struggle between the Japanese Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of Justice, as well as the Japanese response.

Time to get some ammunition for the Americans.

If you ask which side Li Xinghe is on, it is of course a fight between the left and the right. I am on both the left and the right. I am preparing ammunition for the Americans while helping the Japanese stabilize their front.

You guys hit hard, and I'll add firewood.

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Chapter 66: Chuan Bao, the Armory Thief

It doesn't take three days.

Li Xinghe took only one hour to complete the report titled "Possible correlation between the fierce struggle between Japan's judicial and financial forces and the fighting in the bond and foreign exchange markets."

To put it simply, he bluntly stated that it was the judicial forces, representing a group of right-wing independents who opposed the U.S. military presence, that defeated the pro-American faction who were willing to let the American daddy's funds reap the fat meat of Japan.

It characterized this struggle as a fight between pro-American and anti-American factions.

Although the overall logic of this report is completely problematic, Li Xinghe has managed to include every reasonable element into it.

American documents and reports are always so arrogant and ignore reality.

It was clearly a multi-party melee among Japanese local forces, but under Li Xinghe's guidance, it was just like Iraq and Afghanistan, allowing the US headquarters to simply divide it into pro-US and anti-US. According to the theoretical development, the US empire would immediately punch the anti-US faction and kick the pro-US faction, offending everyone with one slap, and then being driven away by everyone's cooperation, running away in disgrace and then stubbornly saying that they did not lose.

Of course, Li Xinghe then sent another Chinese version of the report to his superiors.

In this report, Li Xinghe remembered the lesson and only briefly summarized the current changes in the situation, hiding all evidence that might mark him.

After the report was sent out, he lay down peacefully on the sofa.

He slept soundly.

However, in Langley, in Washington, in the White House, and in Beijing, a large number of people had to work overtime all night long, holding meetings to discuss the blocking war against the Japanese that had attracted nationwide attention.

By the close of the market, the Japanese yen exchange rate was still strong around 1:193, and the international vultures suffered heavy losses.

By the next morning, the media was full of joy and happiness.

Whether on the left or the right, everyone agrees that "as long as the Ministry of Finance stands firm, it will not be afraid of the US Treasury Secretary."

After such flattery, the Japanese Ministry of Finance and the Central Bank immediately issued a victory declaration, expressing their determination to win the exchange rate counterattack.

Suzuki Shunichi, who has served as the Minister of Finance for six years, stood up and praised the officials of the department for their "sincere unity, honesty and reliability" and hoped that the Ministry of Justice would show mercy and give a light sentence.

The Ministry of Justice, on this joyous occasion, naturally released some marginal minor characters and stated that the matter was under investigation and no conclusion would be drawn until the investigation was complete.

Just when the Japanese were rejoicing, the report provided by Li Xinghe finally entered the White House as a confidential document.

In 2024, Chuan Bao, who returned as the king, decisively started the microphone: "There is a huge anti-American conspiracy in Japan. They are trying to turn us into human shields. It is totally not worth it to station troops in Japan. We should completely withdraw from Japan before 2030."

Then the US Treasury Secretary announced that he would visit Japan within the next week.

This sudden turn of events broke the Japanese back which had just straightened up.

If the US troops stationed in Japan run away, won't the Japanese be united by the countries in East Asia and Southeast Asia to take revenge and skin them alive?

......

After Li Xinghe prepared ammunition for the Americans, he in turn provided the Japanese with an excuse to balance the United States.

Of course, it was mainly for revenge for myself.

He called Maria and others:

"Brothers and sisters, get ready and take action against Liang Yuechun within this week. This is the time for Maleki's revenge!"

Li Xinghe made a simple plan and took the core members with him. Li Juyan, who had joined the company in recent days, did not appear on the list.

The first democratic event of the Malki Foundation for Democracy has finally begun.

The beautiful female anchor Tsutsumi Aimi, who has recently regained popularity, signed a contract as an image ambassador to help the foundation promote women's health protection. Her external press releases are about caring for women, but she never mentions her 50 yen monthly salary that can avoid taxes.

The so-called female health protection is to hire a few temporary workers with an hourly wage of 1000 yen in the neighborhoods and parks where prostitutes frequent, and distribute condoms, blockers, STD drugs, genital cleansers and sanitary napkins. The source of these goods is also irregular. Li Xinghe contacted Chinese smuggling gangs in the black market and brought them in bulk from them.

But it must be said that domestic products are better than Japanese ones, at least the additives do not exceed the standard.

On the surface, this women's health protection campaign does not involve prostitutes at all.

Tsutsumi Remi stood on the propaganda truck, repeatedly and gently popularized the importance of genital cleaning and health prevention to the women passing by. So many ordinary women rushed over to scramble for sanitary napkins and Fuyangjie, and some even punched and kicked the temporary workers, making the scene very chaotic for a while.

By the afternoon, sanitary napkins and other items were almost sold out, leaving only condoms and STD drugs. Jill and May put on makeup and started to go out, approaching the Eastern European and Latin women nearby, and then began to hand them out business cards for the American military reception club.

"We are organizing a large-scale event to entertain the American troops in Zama and Sagamihara. We need some waiters. The daily salary is 5 yen, and 1 yen is paid in advance. How about that? We will provide a special car to pick you up."

"The parties here are definitely profitable. You know American soldiers are rich. And isn't there a women's protection event over there? We bought all their leftovers and gave them to everyone for free."

Such extravagant prices naturally attracted foreign prostitutes.

Then, led by Jill, they swept up all the remaining goods at low prices.

From the outside, it seemed that these people bought at a low price, or even robbed half a truckload of goods, which was even filmed by Tsutsumi Rei's portable TV station as evidence that the Malki Foundation was not involved.

Tsutsumi Remi pretended to be frightened, ran away with the crew, and then posted the video online to condemn the incident.

One point for the Maliki Foundation for Democracy’s democracy report.

Shortly after.

More than forty Eastern European or Latin prostitutes with exposed breasts and buttocks boarded the long-distance bus hired anonymously by Takajo Satsuki.

They thought they were just going to the U.S. military base to have a party. Someone paid for them to go, covered their round-trip fare, and gave them money and things, so they went.

The bus driver thought he was sending women to the US military, so he drove with confidence. He took them on the Toshin Expressway, turned onto the Fuji Yoshida Line, and after reaching Hachioji City, he turned south and took the Hachioji Expressway to the super-large army headquarters in Sagamihara City.

The guard at the door stopped him: "Who?"

The bus driver took out a note curiously:

"Akasaka, we were hired by the Akasaka Information Center to host a party."

The guards couldn't understand what he said.

But he could understand the note.

That note was indeed office paper from the Army Akasaka Center, and there was a stamp on it that Jill had stolen. Although it was handwritten, it was not a big deal in the US military.

"You can't enter the military camp, go to the red light district." The guard waved his hand and took him away.

The soldiers inside were naturally very excited. After a group of people made plans, a group of officers came out and took everyone to the nearby red-light district bar to have fun. After all, the military camp has surveillance.

But I don’t know who was quick enough to turn off the surveillance.

Maybe he didn't want to be discovered sneaking out in the middle of the night.

A large group of soldiers sneaked into the red light district at night and started to have fun.

After a large group of soldiers went out to party, the gates of the camps were not locked, the guards were dozing off, and the surveillance equipment on the roadside was obviously not turned on, or it simply had not been repaired after a malfunction.

Not long after, a borrowed truck with fake military license plates drove into the military base just after 10 o'clock.

There was no obstruction and no one even cared about their car.

Li Xinghe, Maria, Jill and Mei, as well as the skinny Gao Tiao Wu Yue who was holding three layers of cushions, all disguised themselves, from makeup to clothes and height, trying to stagger their original bodies. Gao Tiao Wu Yue pretended to be a thin male driver, Li Xinghe pretended to be a long-haired woman in a long skirt, and Maria, Jill and Mei all pretended to be white male porters.

"There's really no hindrance at all..."

Takajo Satsuki was shocked. It was hard to imagine that this was the headquarters of the US Army in Japan. Even a fool could have a chance to sneak in.

As the biggest insider, Jill leads the way.

"Warehouse, go to the right..."

A truck entered the US military warehouse so openly, and the door was not even locked.

Five rats sneaked into the open door of the US military warehouse:

"Start stealing!"

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Chapter 67 Stealing Missiles, Sad Ziwei Late at Night

The US military warehouse is really just a messy and dilapidated warehouse.

Not only were there objects piled up everywhere, but there were also strange needles and cigarettes on the ground. Most of the equipment had no markings, and it was lucky to be able to put it on the right shelf.

It is said that some even less valuable weapons are placed in containers and thrown randomly in the corners of the military base for anyone to pick up.

The most convenient thing to take away is the bulletproof vest, which is almost like having no defense. The slightly more important guns and ammunition are secured by a separate door lock. The problem is that this door is not locked properly either.

Li Xinghe arranged: "Maria and Jill go and carry the heavy guns and ammunition, Mei and May go to carry the more valuable night vision goggles and military radios, and I will go to find bulletproof vests and heavy weapons. No matter if it succeeds or not, it is 10:15 now, leave immediately in 30 minutes, and never stay in the armory on the hour."