"Yeah, there's something minor going on. It will probably stop for a month." Kitahara Sosuke took out two cups and put them in front of them, "How about barley tea?"
"What a joke! Chief Kitahara!" Inouehiko excitedly held the paper cup in his hand, and then growled tremblingly, "Without you, how would I join the special financing project plan!"
"Don't worry, drink some tea first." Kitahara Sosuke poured a cup for Inoue Momo first, and then poured it for himself, looking relaxed.
"Kitahara Sosuke!" Inouehiko couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up the paper cup and was about to throw it at his face, but Kitahara Sosuke stopped him with a louder voice.
"I told you to drink tea first!"
Word by word, he then slammed the large bottle of barley tea in his hand on the table. Kitahara Sosuke looked at Inoue Hiko with an astonishing aura.
Inoue Momo's body trembled suddenly while she was drinking tea, she subconsciously stood up and shrank to one side.
She heard that this man who seemed to have a gentle temper had just admitted Yamada Yang to the hospital yesterday.
"Sit down, drink tea, and talk nicely." Kitahara Sosuke pointed at Inouehiko. The latter's throat rolled, and he finally sat back on the sofa obediently.
After pouring another cup of barley tea and pushing it to Inouehiko, Kitahara Sosuke returned to his usual smile.
"Tell me, how is the logistics situation at Inoue?"
"All the banks want me to repay the loan as soon as possible, and those Yakuza bastards have sent people to block the door of the club building!" Inoue Yan was shaking a little. He owed several Yakuza clubs a total of 500 million yen.
This money is more urgent than a bank loan.
Those Yakuza don't want to talk to him about the law and principles. They have recently started throwing paint and harassing his family. Last night, they picked up all his children.
The sensitivity of the Yakuza community is higher than that of banks. Once there is any trouble, they will be eager to take action. If there is more fire, it is possible to suddenly force Inoue Yan.
Looking at it this way, Kitano Lan’s progress is also pretty good.
Being able to force Inouehiko to come to the door shows that he really couldn't bear it anymore.
"Department Chief Kitahara, you promised me that there were ways to deal with the issue of access conditions, but now that you have been suspended, how can I trust you!" Inoue Yan looked at the green stocks every day, feeling very happy and not planning at all.
I gave up, but I didn’t have enough liquidity on hand. Unless I paid back the 500 million, those Yakuza would dare to do anything.
"My suspension does have a big impact on Inoue Logistics' joining the project, but in fact, President Inoue, what you are most worried about is the 500 million loan shark." Kitahara Sosuke took out the documents he had prepared from the briefcase behind his back.
Throwing it in front of him, "Although other banks are urging you, they don't want to collect your loan near the end of the year. It's okay to delay it until next year."
"I know, but that 500 million." Inoue Hiko wiped his sweat. He was not in the mood to think about why Kitahara Sosuke knew so much about his debts. He just wanted to get 500 million now.
"First of all, you have to solve the issue of access conditions in the near future. This is very simple. If you use 100 million to repay Dongsan's loan, it shows that you have the ability to repay the debt. If you repay the 100 million, other banks will also breathe a sigh of relief."
Kitahara Sosuke took a sip of barley tea. Under the table, the woman Momo Inoue actually dared to tease him with her feet. Her smooth soles were gently rubbing his thighs.
Yes, skilled.
"After repaying the loan, we will also spread the word. When I resume my job, I will include Inoue Logistics in the special financing project, and then I will loan you 1 billion. With my commitment, the loans from other banks will be at least until February next year.
, will not move again.”
"100 million, but where am I going to get this 100 million! All my money is in the stock market." After hearing this, Inouehiko was silent for a moment and whispered. Kitahara Sosuke was right. As long as he is promised by Tosan,
He can survive the bank's difficulties.
After the public opinion crisis is resolved, maybe those Yakuza...
The question is, where will he get 100 million?
"I will lend you 100 million yen in a private name, but this kind of money cannot go to the notary office. We need to find an intermediary witness that everyone can trust." Kitahara Sosuke handed over a bank card with his deposit in it.
OK, 100 million yen, the account is opened at Sakura Bank, no one knows.
100 million!
He actually has 100 million!
Inoue Yan looked at Kitahara Sosuke with disbelief, and then he felt even more aggrieved and uncomfortable.
This guy must have used similar methods to ask many customers to get benefits. He himself gave him 5 million yen. Counting the others, it might actually reach 100 million yen!
Inoue Momo opened her mouth slightly, also looking surprised.
No wonder he could easily give himself five million yen and promised 30 million yen in benefits. He is so rich!
Subconsciously, I massaged my legs even harder.
"I've also found the middle witness. Calculating the time, she should be here soon." Before taking a break, Kithara Sosuke thought that Inouehiko and the others would come, so he simply called Kitano Ran.
Kitano Ran has been in Osaka as he wished recently. Last night Yamada Yang had an accident, so she even brought a condolence gift to visit.
After a while, the doorbell rang.
Kitano Ran, who was wearing a beige windbreaker, also had gorgeous makeup, but was much more elegant than Inoue Momo. She greeted several people, took off her shoes, and walked elegantly.
"President Inoue, hello, I am Kitano Ran from Kitano Real Estate Trading Co., Ltd. in Tokyo." She handed out two business cards and sat down next to Kitano Sosuke.
Facing the man next to her, she looked very respectful. Just before Kitahara Sosuke called her, she was still thinking about his motive for beating Yamada Yang. She was doing all kinds of fancy thinking. When she heard that he was coming to handle Inoue's logistics, she immediately
He drove here without stopping.
Kitano Real Estate has a great reputation and is one of the leading real estate trading companies in Tokyo. With this young lady as the intermediary, Inoue Hiko feels relieved.
"According to Mr. Kitanohara, for this transaction, President Inoue needs to mortgage all the properties under his name with us." Kitano Lan took out the agreement that had been prepared and pushed it in front of Inoue Yan.
"What mortgage?" Inoue Yan looked blank. Could it be that Kitano Ran witnessed it and took the money and left?
"President Inoue, aren't you? Are you going to give me 100 million yen for nothing just by opening your mouth?" Kitahara Sosuke said in an exaggerated tone, "Of course I have to show some sincerity before I lend it to you. No.
I’ll lend you 100 million yen in interest for several months, why shouldn’t I take it?”
"Then why do you have to mortgage all of them? Just one of them is enough." Inouehiko looked at Kitano Ran, "Ms. Kitano, just one of my properties in Osaka is worth almost 100 million yen!"
"Then you can choose to entrust us to trade. As long as one set is available, it will be 100 million yen." Kitano Ran nodded, "Since you are unwilling to sell when housing prices are high and you want money, you have to come up with it.
With enough sincerity, President Inoue won’t even have 100 million to redeem these properties by then, right?”
You want to make money from stocks and real estate, and you still don’t want to spend money. How can it be so easy to do it for free?
Inoue Yan vaguely felt that this was a conspiracy, but as Kitano Ran said, he would not be unable to pay back the 100 million yen.
"I will lend you 100 million until the end of February next year. If President Inoue still doesn't pay by then, ah, it shouldn't be possible." Kitahara Sosuke chuckled and signed the agreement first, "
If there is no problem, please sign."
Inoue Yan looked at the agreement, then looked at the bank card, gritted his teeth, and picked up the pen.