Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

"That guy bet all his wealth on a piece of land in Chiyoda District."

Bang~, amid the flickering flames of the lighter, the middle-aged man blocked the strong wind with his palm and lit another cigarette.

Huh~, white smoke spit out from his mouth, and was brought to Matsui's face by the wind.

After blinking, Matsui seemed to have just come back to his senses.

"I bet all my fortune on land at the end of last year. If he doesn't jump, who will?" The middle-aged man seemed to be very disdainful of the man just now.

When housing prices have fallen, do you still dare to bet on the illusory property market recovery? Do you still dare to buy the bottom?

Why are you speculating on this land with this look? It's better to just be a social animal with peace of mind.

But the middle-aged man's face just showed a hint of ridicule, and he quickly put that smile back.

Compared to him, how much better was he? It’s just a matter of fifty steps and a hundred steps.

After exhaling a large puff of white smoke again, the middle-aged man turned his eyes to Matsui in front of him.

"By the way, what did you ask me just now?"

"Uh." Matsui, whose mood was still fluctuating, paused before speaking again.

"Senior, what's your name?"

"Me~" the middle-aged man said nonchalantly, "Yamamoto, the architect of Tokyo."

Tokyo buildings? Matsui suddenly looked at the middle-aged man in surprise.

"Are you the president of Tokyo Construction, Yamamoto-san, who has acquired a very large land of 3,700 square meters in Shirokanedai, Minato City?"

"It's just a little bit of land, not worth mentioning~" Seeing Matsui's shocked and admiring eyes, Yamamoto actually felt a little proud.

"Si Guoyi~ That's Platinum Terrace, one of the most prosperous places in the port area. You are really amazing."

Seeing the legendary industry senior, Matsui was so excited that he bowed directly to Yamamoto.

"It's all in the past~"

"But what you did back then really shocked everyone~"

Well, these two people on the rooftop were chatting, and there was a scene where fans met their idols.

However, the two of them didn't get along for a few minutes before they suddenly realized that they were on the rooftop.

What are you doing on the rooftop? Just look at the other people here who are dying.

Following the man who jumped down just now, another middle-aged man stepped to the front of the rooftop.

Before going any further, the man stopped, turned, and bowed to the others waiting behind him.

Everyone returned the gift tacitly, and then waited quietly aside without rushing.

We have already come this far, so why not wait a little longer?

Besides, let’s take one last look at the prosperity of Tokyo.

After the soul returns to the underworld, it won't be too lonely.

As if sighing slightly, the man turned around, took steps forward, and then disappeared from sight in a whoosh.

Matsui's body trembled visibly, and he watched the fresh life pass away with his own eyes. The impact it gave to his heart was far from the stage that he could handle calmly due to his current experience.

Although "Senior," was a bit rude, Matsui still couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, "Why would you?"

"Why did it come to this?" Yamamoto answered the second half of the question for him.

"Hai." Matsui nodded cautiously.

“Because Industrial Bank has given an ultimatum not to repay the loan.

Not only the buildings in Tokyo will be auctioned in bankruptcy, but all my savings, real estate, and cars will be frozen. "

Has the situation deteriorated to this extent? But with the size of Tokyo’s buildings, it’s not a dead end, right?

Seeing that Matsui still didn't understand what he meant, Yamamoto couldn't help but explain again.

“Tokyo’s construction capital chain has been broken for three months, and no bank is willing to lend to us anymore.

On the contrary, there were a lot of people who requested loan collection in advance. The reason was that the real estate under the Tokyo buildings was already insolvent. "

"Ha~" Yamamoto chuckled, "It's just like a dream."

Yes, it's really like a dream.

In the past, banks were chasing them to lend, and the major banks took turns telling them that they could still lend, and that they could still lend.

Now, the roles are reversed.

The land is worthless. It is worth less than half of the bank loan.

In order to avoid further losses, the bank is prepared to forcibly take back the land and auction it as soon as possible to minimize losses.

But if a real estate company loses its land, is it still called a company?

The land was gone, and a lot of debt was left.

Sang, the founder and president of the dignified Tokyo Construction Company, will soon become a pauper.

"Matsui, you know, none of this matters. Because I started as a pauper and slowly built the buildings of Tokyo.

"But" Yamamoto stared at Matsui with a solemn tone, "but they want to take away everything from me, my house, my savings, everything." "

Matsui moved his lips, not knowing how to comfort the other person. After all, he is also in trouble.

"This is absolutely not possible!" Yamamoto waved his hands in an excited tone to express his resistance, "My wife just gave birth to a baby and is still lying in the hospital.

Xiao Si is only seven days old, and I have only met him twice. Twice! "

Seeing Yamamoto holding up two fingers with tears in his eyes, Matsui suddenly felt that the senior in front of him was much older.

He is no longer like the trend-setter who once dominated the property market. He is just a failed father who cannot face his wife and children.

"I'm not afraid of being a pauper, but I really can't do it with my wife and children as a pauper with nearly 100 billion in debt."

Yamamoto's lamenting tone was full of deep despair.

Whoosh, another figure on the rooftop disappeared.

"So I can only leave, leave forever.

When I leave, the things I left behind can be delivered to my wife safely.

Without me, at least they can live the rest of their lives without any worries.

Without me, I am homeless and living in poverty. When I am released from prison, my children may not even know me.

Why bother to come, why bother to come~"

The lively rooftop gradually became quiet, and there were few people.

Perhaps because his emotions were vented, the depression in Yamamoto's heart finally eased a bit.

"Tell me about it~"

"Huh?" Matsui, who had been in a sluggish state, raised his head in confusion.

"Tell me why you're here."

Reason? Matsui opened his mouth.

"Because I became a pauper."

"Continue" click~, Yamamoto lit another cigarette.

At his feet, cigarette butts were scattered on the ground. It was as if Matsui was in a state of confusion at the moment.

"Uh, no more."

"No more?" Yamamoto confirmed.

"No more." For some reason, Matsui always felt guilty.

"Are you in debt?"

"No"

"Married?"

"No" Matsui shook his head even more guiltily.

"Pah!" Yamamoto threw the half-remaining cigarette to the ground.

Then he quickly came to Matsui, grabbed his collar and moved towards the rooftop.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Matsui, who was panicking, kicked the ground hard with both feet, trying his best to break free from Yamamoto's restraints.

However, those powerful hands made it impossible for him to resist.

Soon Matsui was carried to the edge of the rooftop like a hawk catching a chicken by Yamamoto.

Then Yamamoto pressed hard with both hands, and Matsui's head hung directly outside the rooftop.

Huh~ The wind was howling, and the rapid airflow made him unable to open his eyes.

The drop at an extremely high altitude also caused waves of dizziness in his head.

"Ah~! Ah~!" Matsui screamed loudly as he could no longer control the fear in his heart.

"Baga! You are a coward, can a pauper let you give up your life so easily?

Who is not a pauper all his life? ! He was so poor that he didn't even have any clothes.

What now? ! At least you still have a job, and at least you have a chance to start over.

Why did you choose to come here? Um? ! "

The dumbfounded Matsui didn't know how to answer. Compared with his predecessors, he seemed to be much worse.

"Now! Look below!" Yamamoto pressed his head and pointed downward.

It was only then that Matsui noticed.

On the streets that used to be bustling with people, there were already several figures lying here and there.

The mangled limbs deeply hurt his nerves.

"Look, you're not prepared for this at all."

Hula, Yamamoto threw it hard. Matsui took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

Huchi~huchi~, the violent rise and fall of his chest made Matsui Youji unable to recover.

"Boy" Yamamoto lit a cigarette for himself again, "Not everyone is qualified to come here, and not everyone is willing to come here.

Like me, I came here because I had no choice. "

On the empty balcony, only the two of them were left at some point.

Matsui looked at Yamamoto, feeling an inexplicable sense of shame in his heart.

Wow~Wow~Wow

Diduo~Diduo~Diduo

The sound of police sirens and ambulance sirens could be heard faintly from below.

Yamamoto, who was leaning on the edge, turned his head and glanced down, then sighed.

"I didn't expect that I would have to trouble them again at the last moment."

After saying that, Yamamoto turned to look at Matsui, "Go back and relax, it doesn't matter if your work is gone.

At the worst possible time, I could go back to the countryside to help my parents with farm work. It wouldn't be too late to start over again when I feel better.

However, I have one more thing to trouble you.

If I look too ugly and unrecognizable when I go down later, please tell them.

My business card is in my coat pocket, easy to find. "

After saying that, Yamamoto threw away the cigarette, turned around and stood on the guardrail.

"Let's go. If you don't leave, the police will come up again and cause trouble."

"Senior~" Matsui's crying voice came from behind.

Yamamoto, who had his back turned to him, smiled slightly and then left with the wind.

"Bang~!" The iron door of the rooftop was pushed open again.

Uniformed police officers rushed over and threw Matsui to the ground.

"Shirakawa-san, Saitama Bank and Kyowa Bank have merged."

Arai Yuu knocked on the door and came in. He came to the floor-to-ceiling window and softly reported to Shirakawa Kaede the latest actions of the bank outside.

“How many non-performing assets do they have?”

"There are more than 300 billion yen on the books."

As for the accounts, just take a look at this thing.

"I know, pay close attention to the actions of those big banks." Bai Chuanfeng knew that they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

“The Ministry of Finance is considering revoking the “General Program for Total Land Control.”

Another report from Arai Yu made Shirakawa Kaede burst into laughter.

Did you just react now? Unfortunately it was too late.

"By the way, it is said that Changyin is preparing to give up its funding for EIE, and its stocks are also being sold off."

Um? Bai Chuanfeng's eyes lit up, shall we start?