"This Kitahara!!!" Shimada couldn't help shouting in the office. His eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, he was like a wild beast in a cage, roaring continuously and slapping the cold iron net. Like

Out of anger, Shimada directly picked up a glass nameplate on the table and smashed it to the ground.

There was a medal embedded in this piece of glass, which was used to commend Shimada for his contribution to the performance of the Shinjuku branch as vice president. At this moment, it was hit hard to the ground. Even though it was protected by a carpet, it still "knocked" at the moment of impact.

"La!" and turned into pieces.

The scenery then, the abjection now.

Being treated like a lost dog, he cursed angrily in front of the branch heads of the 23 districts, and even threw a stack of information directly in his face to humiliate himself.

This was the greatest humiliation Shimada had ever suffered.

All this is brought about by this Dongshan Club letter of credit project.

Shimada knew that his situation in the industry was now precarious. He was standing on the edge of a cliff, only one step away from the abyss. The Higashiyama Club letter of credit project had been rectified as a model of the inspection countermeasures meeting.

In the industry, there are countless people who want to flatter Gao Song. In order to win Gao Song's favor, they will definitely attack themselves on Dongshan Club's letter of credit project. The stricter the investigation of this project, the more they can flatter Gao Song.

Yue Xiang. I... I have become someone else's fish.

Shimada sat on the office chair with some despair, then slowly raised his head and looked at the vice president's office, which was less than 10 square meters. Step by step, he started as a teller and went through hardships that ordinary people could not imagine.

, only then did I gain the qualification to enter this office.

My original plan was to extend the credit for the Higashiyama letter of credit project in the form of repaying interest first. That is, asking Kitahara to return 50 million yen, and then package the 50 million yen in the form of repaying interest. In this way,

This Dongshan letter of credit project will not be classified as bad debt for the time being.

However, unexpectedly, the Tokyo branch has now directly discovered the anomaly in the Higashiyama letter of credit project.

Simply paying back interest is no longer enough.

Now even part of the principal must be returned first to avoid the project being listed as bad debt.

The 73.25 million yen must be returned to the bank in advance with interest and part of the principal.

Otherwise, the project's rating will be downgraded to "doubtful" or even "loss."

Once the rating is downgraded, the branch staff will inevitably conduct further investigation on the project. If the pledged warehouse receipt incident of 290 tons of copper is involved, then his banking career will really be over.

It is no longer enough for Kithara to repay 50 million yen at the end of the month. He must also repay 73.25 million yen.

Speaking of which, there are less than five days until the end of the month.

What happened to that boy!

Shimada suddenly raised his head, quickly took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket, and immediately dialed Kitahara's number. However, the moment he dialed, a female voice with a broadcast accent came from the microphone,

"The number you dialed has been turned off, please call again later."

The moment he heard the voice, Shimada's hands trembled. This kid couldn't run away. If he ran away like Eto, the director of the law firm, he would be in complete misery.

Shimada immediately stood up, stepped on the broken glass on the carpet, opened the office door suddenly, and shouted to a young account manager at the workstation: "Have you and Kitahara called today?"

Vice President Shimada nudged him hard, and the young employee immediately stood up in a panic, "Vice President, I have made a total of 57 calls this morning, and all of them showed that the phone was turned off and could not be dialed. However, before the other party turned off,

, he has already replied to us and said that he will have a court hearing at the Shinjuku District Court today, so he will not answer the call yet."

"You idiot!" Shimada was furious, "Do you believe it when he says the court will be held?! Come to work immediately, come to work immediately!!! Stop him!!! If he is not at the Shinjuku District District Court! You just give him

I'll go to the lobby and start as a cash teller!"

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2:15 p.m.

Kitahara and Miyagawa walked side by side on the sidewalk.

Not far away is the gate of the Shinjuku District Court. There are still 15 minutes left before the next court session. At this time, the street is very quiet in the afternoon, and there are not many pedestrians on the avenue in front of the court. It is warm and warm.

The sun shines on the red bricks of the sidewalk. A mother and daughter are walking on the sidewalk. The little girl is holding a balloon and walking slowly, as if everything is beautiful and pleasant.

However, in what was supposed to be a peaceful atmosphere, Beiyuan noticed something was wrong. He felt eyes falling on him.

And there was more than one look.

This quiet street seemed to be surrounded by ambushes from all sides, and a faint sense of murderous intent pervaded the street.

Once you notice something is wrong, this kind of quietness and peace will reveal a kind of strangeness.

Beiyuan felt that there were eyes on him from all directions on the street. He was like an army walking in the deep mountains and canyons, facing the ambush of the enemy hidden in the deep jungle. The enemy was already quietly watching among the mountains.

Own.

"Kitahara, let's go to the convenience store across the road and buy a bottle of mineral water." Miyagawa said from the side.

"Um."

Beiyuan responded softly. The moment he turned around, his eyes scanned the surrounding scenery, like a scanner, quickly analyzing the surrounding information. At the gate of the court, there were three men in suits standing. They looked at

It seemed that he was chatting with the security guard, but in fact he was looking at himself with his peripheral vision. At the entrance of the shopping mall opposite, there were two men in suits, and they were also staring at him. At the corner of the street not far away, there was also a man and a woman looking at him.

.Beside the fire hydrant on the opposite side of the road, there was a man who seemed to be holding a phone and talking. His eyes were also staring at him.

Just when Kithara followed Miyagawa to the middle of the road.

Suddenly, a Mercedes Benz suddenly drove out and drove straight towards them. Less than ten steps away from them, there was an urgent sound of braking, like a command, and at the same time there were five black cars.

Business cars rushed out from both directions, like a fast-moving scythe chariot. War horses neighed and roared out from both sides of the military formation. In an instant, six black cars formed an encirclement, encircling the man and woman on the road.

Surrounded.

The unknown people who had been standing around the street observing Beiyuan suddenly poured in from all directions. They ran on the asphalt road, like well-trained infantry, engaged in coordinated infantry and tank operations, like infantry squads one after another.

The enemy position launched an attack. After the car stopped, these unknown people immediately followed, stood in the gap of the car, bowed slightly and spread their hands, as if to form a human wall to prevent the men and women in front of them from escaping. These people

With a stern look on his face, he stared at the male lawyer in the middle of the road, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The moment the Mercedes-Benz drove towards her and Kitahara, Miyagawa's expression suddenly changed. She screamed subconsciously, stretched out her hand and grabbed Kitahara's clothes to pull her to the side of the road. After seeing the Mercedes-Benz stopped, she suddenly

Suddenly, five more cars rushed out, and people surrounded him from all sides. Miyagawa couldn't help but turn a little pale, as if he was a little scared because he had never seen such a battle before.

Beihara took a step forward, protected Miyagawa, and stared at the Mercedes-Benz parked in the middle of the road.

Although through the window glass, the figure sitting in the passenger seat could not be clearly seen.

But it felt vaguely familiar.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.

At this time, the security guard at the gate of the tribunal also noticed something was wrong with the road in front of him, picked up the pager and whispered a few words. Several bailiffs quickly rushed to the gate with their equipment, and through the iron gate, they stared intently at the people on the road.

Every move.

Just like this, outside the entrance of the Shinjuku District Court.

On the main road, the midday sun shines on the asphalt road, and the black car paint reflects the light. The headlights are pointed at the couple of male and female lawyers directly in front, about twenty people in suits and the cars.
Chapter completed!