After Hata Tsutomu, who was getting more and more angry as he talked, left, Hashimoto Ryutaro, who had always been silent, suddenly said: "The Hosokawa cabinet came to power too hastily. The problems within the new party have not been completely resolved. I want to replace the Miyazawa cabinet in this way."
...It’s extremely difficult.”
"Yes, maybe it won't be long before the dynasty changes again?" Kitahara Sosuke agreed softly. After hearing his words, Hashimoto Ryutaro thought thoughtfully, and then nodded slightly.
There are many words that smart people can just stop talking about.
"What are the follow-up plans, Aosuke. The Hosokawa cabinet has pushed the economy directly into the abyss. You have the strongest vision in the financial industry. What do you think we can do to reverse the decline?" As the director of the Financial Services Agency, Hashimoto
Ryutaro had to consider this issue.
They sent Miyazawa Kiichi and others out of office, but at the same time they had to take over the mess they left. If they didn't handle it well, they would be like the way they took over Toshiki Kaifu, and they would only be infamy.
Kitahara Sosuke looked around, suddenly leaned over and asked with a smile: "Uncle Hashimoto, if I say that Japan cannot avoid it and will inevitably enter the Great Depression, and this situation may last for decades, do you believe it?"
Ryutaro Hashimoto's body shook violently.
He stared hard into Kithara Sosuke's eyes, wanting to know if he was joking.
The two looked at each other for a while, and Ryutaro Hashimoto couldn't help but ask: "Are you serious?"
"Yes, very serious." Kitahara Sosuke nodded, "As the former Tibetan Minister, you are a big figure who has been involved in the Ministry of Marine Affairs Cabinet until now. You should have a better understanding of the economic situation than me, right? The issue of 'residential training'
It is a bottomless pit, and anyone who tries to fill it is looking for death. As for the banking industry, it is the foundation that is rotten. This is not bad. As the economic situation declines, they will inevitably take regulatory measures to prevent it from being completely destroyed. What is uncomfortable is the previous series of
The huge losses must be made up. This money must be made up. This is the big problem."
"But the government has no money, and the consortium cannot provide money." Ryutaro Hashimoto frowned. No one knew this better than him, "Are we just going to watch the economy go down like this?"
"Uncle Hashimoto, there is an old saying in China, 'Those who are in charge will do what they want.' You are now the head of the Financial Services Agency, and your responsibility is to bring order to the banking industry. You should focus on how to uncover all their rotten roots and deal with them.
That’s right.” Kitahara Sosuke said with a smile, “The one who is worried about economic problems should be the Minister of Finance.”
Ryutaro Hashimoto was silent.
After a simple conversation, he had already figured out Kitahara Sosuke's position. During the several struggles, he was probably the only one who always fought side by side with him, and was regarded as an unbreakable ally.
A large part of the reason for this lies in his youngest son Shota Hashimoto.
Looking at the young man beside him who was smiling and saying nothing, he suddenly felt that it was not good to let his son test his attitude at night.
...
That night, Sosuke Kitahara and Rin Chino settled in a five-star hotel in Minato City. The two walked in the snowy night. When they passed by the ruins of Juliana Tokyo Nightclub, Sosuke Kitahara couldn't help but be filled with emotion.
It feels like returning to the place where the dream began.
He held Qianye Rin's hand and whispered to her about his experiences along the way.
Starting from the sale of hundreds of millions of family property, he started a new path in life, from a small department manager at the Osaka Chuo-ku branch of Tosan, to the section chief, to the deputy branch chief, and now to the vice president of the Kyoto branch.
His year seems to be more exciting and richer than other people's lifetime.
Qianye Rin just listened to his words silently, occasionally feeling the sadness and pain he felt along the way, so she gently squeezed his hand, giving him warmth and comfort.
"Ah, it's finally finished. Are you a little impatient?" Kitahara Sosuke smiled and turned to look at her.
Qianye Rin shook his head: "No, I like hearing this very much, but every time you say it, I don't know how to answer you. Aosuke..."
She suddenly stopped, came to him lightly, looked up at him, her eyes were clear and beautiful, as if reflecting the dazzling stars.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Qianye Rin stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the lips, then hugged his body tightly, and the two of them leaned closely together.
The snowflakes above my head are getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that winter is coming to an end on this day.
Back at the hotel, while taking a shower, Chino Rin suddenly talked about what happened at the banquet.
"Prime Minister Hosokawa's son has been pestering me. Although he is not so blatant, I can understand his eyes and his actions. But that guy is stupid. I have a little trick and I can get it out of him.
I picked up a lot of things. I don’t know which ones are useful to you and which ones are useless to you. I will record them after I finish washing them..."
Qianye Rin lay in his arms, tilting her head. Halfway through her words, she was rudely interrupted.
"unnecessary."
"Eh?"
"I said no." Kithara Sosuke hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "I don't need you to spy on me like this. I don't want... to let you do this.
Go socialize with people who don’t want to talk. You belong to me, you are yourself, and you don’t have to live for anyone.”
"You are no longer the eldest lady of the Chino family. From now on you are Kitahara Rin, my own Kitahara Rin."
Feeling the temperature of Kitahara Sosuke's body, Chino Rin felt a mist coming up, covering his eyes.
She nodded slightly, and then replied "Yes" in a very small voice.
Early next morning.
December 31, 1990, the first day of the New Year holiday, was also the last day of the year.
Kitahara Sosuke took a long nap, but before he got up, he suddenly found that Rin Chino beside him was missing.
He stood up suddenly and heard only the sound of writing. When he looked up, he found Qianye Rin sitting in front of the desk writing furiously. She seemed to have sensed his movements. She yawned and turned back with a smile.
"Cangsuke, wake up. I will finish writing soon. Let's go have breakfast together later?"
"Okay, then I'll go wash up first." Kitahara Sosuke stood up.
When he came out of the bathroom, Qianye Rin had changed his clothes and got into the bathroom.
Kitahara Sosuke smiled and squeezed out the toothpaste for her, then left the bathroom and came to the desk.
There was a thick stack of white paper on it, filled with densely written words.
If you look carefully, they are all detailed information about politicians.
How early did she... get up to write this?
Kithara Sosuke's heart felt warm, and he smiled and gently smoothed the wrinkled white paper with his hand, feeling the remaining smell and temperature.
With her and herself like this, how could they lose in the future?