The other directors all echoed in low voices. Today is a fight between the two elders, Kitahara Sosuke and Owada Kenji. They are weak soldiers and generals who have little say, but they cannot let a little guy watch the show.
Yamada Akatsuki was a little embarrassed. He stood blankly at the long table, his eyes drifting to Kitahara Sosuke, asking for help.
He knew the purpose of his visit today, but facing such a large group of aggressive bank executives, even as experienced as he was, he was a little timid and did not dare to look directly at them.
Kitahara Sosuke slowly stood up and walked towards Owada Kenji step by step.
Owada Kenji, who was sitting in the president's seat, couldn't help but straighten up. Facing this former comrade, he always felt a sense of indifference. They had known each other for a long time, but he still couldn't see through the young Kitahara Sosuke.
people.
He is clearly less than thirty years old, but he has wealth and abilities far beyond his years. No one would know how to deal with such a freak.
"What, what's the matter, Kitahara?" Owada Kenji tried his best to sound confident. He looked at Kitahara Sosuke who was approaching him step by step, with all kinds of calculations in his mind.
After getting rid of Shirakawa Takashi, Owada Kenji is now the number one in Tokyo. It is only a matter of time to integrate his own faction. The only unstable factor is Kitahara Sosuke.
Fortunately, he no longer cares much about Tokyo Daiichi's internal affairs. Otherwise, Kitahara department staff are spread throughout the bank, and cleaning them up would definitely be a huge project.
"Give way." Kitahara Sosuke patted the middle-aged man sitting in the executive position. The man was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and stepped aside, as if he was not the executive, but Kitahara Sosuke was.
Kitahara Sosuke just sat down carelessly.
He crossed his legs and smiled.
"Akatsuki is here to run for election, there is no need to leave the conference hall." Kitahara Sosuke said, tapping the table lightly, "Today we need to determine the candidate for the vice president of the head office. A few days ago, I have sent someone to collect Akatsuki's information.
I have submitted my resume and resume to the HR Department of the Head Office, President Owada, haven’t you received this news?”
"He? Come to run for vice president?" Owada Kenji's expression changed.
Are you kidding me?
Not many people know Akatsuki Yamada better than him.
He has some ability, but he is only in his thirties, and his qualifications in the bank are mediocre. If he hadn't been doing odd jobs next to Kitahara Sosuke these years, what qualifications would he have to stand side by side with so many elders?
A guy like this actually wants to compete for the position of vice president of the head office of Japan's largest bank?
Is this the way Kitahara Sosuke came up with to deal with himself?
Owada Kenji felt that his intelligence had been insulted, and when he saw Kitahara Sosuke's smile, he was extremely angry.
I originally thought that the old fox coming here to compete with me would be that old fox from Nakano Wataru.
But after that day, he never heard from Nakano Watari again, as if he had disappeared from the world.
It's good now, here comes a little-known guy.
There was an uproar in the conference hall, and it was obvious that Kenji Owada was not the only one who was shocked.
Many senior executives of the Mitsubishi Consortium faction here have never heard of this matter.
"Ah? I thought that after you took over Tokyo Daiichi, you had integrated the internal affairs. It seems that there is a small problem in the human resources department? You should be the first to know such big news.
ah."
Kitahara Sosuke's strange voice made everyone extremely embarrassed.
Why can't I receive such important information?
It's very simple.
Isn't it that the entire human resources department has taken on the shape of Sosuke Kitahara?
They looked at Owada Kenji, whose face was livid and a little red.
Not long after he took office, he was severely slapped in the face by his opponent at the first major meeting, which was not a pleasant feeling.
"I won't bother Director Beihara. In a few days, I will definitely reorganize the personnel department. It seems that they are used to being loose. The people in Shirakawa seem to have not adapted to my style of work."
Kenji Owada didn't want to delve into this issue any further. He coughed a few times and said,
"Then, let's start with our most important matter today, the election for the vice president of our Tokyo Daiichi Bank Head Office."
"Distribute the list of candidates."
After the applause, the female secretary with bulging front and back distributed the printed documents to everyone present.
Kithara Sosuke also got a copy. Of course, he had studied this information several days ago.
There are three people participating in the election.
One is a director from the international business department of the head office. He is also a director of the board of directors of the head office. He is an experienced bank employee.
One is the executive director of the head office who has achieved outstanding performance in recent years and is in the prime of life. He has an outstanding identity and background. His family has been a bank executive for generations, and he is a very famous family in Tokyo's financial circle.
Both of them are key members of Kenji Owada and the Mitsubishi Consortium. Even if one of them fails to be elected, when Kenji Owada leaves office, that person will be able to take his place at the highest level of power.
It can be said that the Mitsubishi Consortium has long had a firm grip on the biggest piece of meat, the Daiichi Bank of Tokyo, and it is impossible for anyone to get involved.
The last candidate was naturally recommended by Kitahara Sosuke, and most people didn't even know the details of Yamada Akatsuki.
One of his most noteworthy experiences is that he served as the head of Tokyo Mutual Bank, where he effectively contributed to the economic crisis and tried his best to persuade financial institutions to sell their shares.
If it were at Kitahara Bank, Akatsuki Yamada could easily win a senior position.
But compared with the above two people, he is completely unqualified.
After reading the candidates' information, Owada Kenji looked at Kitahara Sosuke with a sneer, thinking, what are you using to compete with me?
"Then, let's first invite the three candidates to take the stage to give a vice president campaign speech." Owada Kenji said calmly.
This is an old tradition in East China. The appointment of top executives often requires a unique speech to give some morale and hope to the people below.
In terms of speeches, he had already made arrangements for the two of them.
As for who is elected in the end, it depends on the wishes of the Mitsubishi Consortium. Kenji Owada is not powerful enough to interfere in the selection of the second-in-command.
"The Evil God"
"I'm sorry, I decided to give up this election." The older generation of bank elites who were supposed to be the first to take the stage suddenly stood up and bowed ninety degrees to everyone to apologize.
The whole place was silent.
Kenji Owada's sudden exit caught him off guard. He didn't even have time to react, and saw the opponent running out of the conference hall in a gray shape, obviously embarrassed to see him.
Look at Kitahara Sosuke again.
Still laughing.
It seemed like everything was under his control.
"Then...next one." Owada Kenji became a little nervous. Kitahara Sosuke's methods were so powerful. How could he make his people withdraw from the election directly?