In front of Inoue Logistics Headquarters Building.

The huge red banner was pulled apart and floated high in the air, with a row of shocking words written on it—

Pay off debts and kill people to pay for their lives!

The banner was held up by a group of gangsters dressed in colorful and dyed hair. They were all peripheral members of the Jidao Society, some of which were not formal. Starting this morning, the group of people gathered at the gate of Inoue Logistics, shouting loudly while raising debts in various ways.

The employees of Inoue Logistics had long known about Hikari Inoue's huge losses in the stock market. He had been circulating in the company a few years ago that he was going to go bankrupt and run away. If it weren't for the 200 million lent to him by Kitanohara Aosuke, the employees would have gone on strike.

A few weeks ago, Inoue Logistics had officially transferred the ownership to Kitahara Aosuke, becoming the first company under Kitahara Investment to fully master it. It was just in the Osaka logistics industry. This company is of average reputation and has caused so many things now, which is basically inseparable from the bank.

Many people don’t understand the intention of Kitahara Aosuke’s acquisition of Inoue Logistics.

Anyway, the employees don’t care about that many. As long as the boss continues to pay the salary, whether his surname is Inoue or Kitahara.

These gangsters blocked the building of Jingshao Logistics Headquarters and called out for a while, saying "RNM, pay back the money!" in their mouths.

Hikari Inoue, who was huddled in the president's office, has not moved out of Inoue Logistics. Since he mortgaged the property, he has been living in the company, which is convenient and cost-effective.

The last time the stock market recovered, he made up his mind and signed a new agreement with Kitahara Aosuke to mortgage the entire Inoue Logistics.

Originally, the stock market hoped that the stock market would rebound again in February, but the stock market with the Nikkei falling to around 15,000 points can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye that there will be no chance of rebound in the future.

The consortiums all evacuated, and the displaced retail investors like him had long been eaten up and could not even make up 100 million.

The mistresses ran away, lost both their lives and were in debt, and tomorrow was the end of the month. After February, Inoue Hikari will officially move out of Inoue Logistics and become a bankrupt homeless man.

In the office, his wife Keiko Hirakawa was trembling with her son who had just been in elementary school and did not dare to look at him.

Hikari Inoue sat next to the landline phone and called his former friend one by one. However, basically, the other party hung up the phone on an excuse and did not give him the opportunity to borrow money.

He looked at his wife. This woman was married before he became rich. Everything was so ordinary. After he had money, he almost never returned home. He just paid her and her son every month to pay her living expenses.

After becoming the boss, Inoue Hikari hangs out with all kinds of rich people, and goes to high-end clubs all day long, and he can't help but look like his wife and son.

Unexpectedly, they were still with me at the last moment.

"Dad..." the son whispered to him.

Inoue Hikaru sighed and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, dad will get things done."

He continued to make the phone call again, but an hour later, the shouts and scolding downstairs did not stop, but the phone book in his hand had reached the last page.

In a few days, the heads of major banks will come to collect debts. He has no money to pay them back at all. If the bank is blacklisted, he and his family will be ruined!

After hesitating for a long time, Inoue Hikaru opened the drawer, took out a wrinkled gilded business card from it, and called the phone number above.

"Moshimosi~"

The phone was quickly connected, and the other party was a young man's voice, frivolous and exaggerated.

"Is it Mr. Taro Hamaakana?" Inoue Hikaru hugged the phone and said happily, "Mr. Hamaakana is me, I, Inoue Hikaru from Inoue Logistics, I just attended a party in your villa last month!"

"Ah, it's President Inoue. How did Momochan recently? Are she in good health?"

"Tao...Tao Jiang has left Osaka."

"Ah, that's a pity. Why did you suddenly leave Osaka?"

"Then, she said she wanted to go on a trip and relax."

"That's it. When Momochan comes back, please be sure to continue to bring her to my banquet. Speaking of which, I happened to go to Kyoto for a picnic this week. Is President Inoue interested? Although you are not our official member yet, I can specifically approve you to attend."

"Thank you Mr. Binaka for your kindness. Actually, there is something to call this time. I want to take the liberty to ask you for help."

Inoue Hiroshi's tone was very low. This was the first time that Keiko Hirakawa saw her husband being so respectful to others and was so humble across the phone.

"oh?"

"Me, my company has had some small problems with its capital turnover recently. I would like to ask Mr. Binaka, you borrow 1 billion yen. Look..."

"Ha? Borrow money? President Inoue, I am not a philanthropist, and my friendship with everyone never involves money, you are very clear about it."

"Please! Now you are the only one who can help me! Please! I will try my best to return the money to you quickly! As long as the bank doesn't let me put me on the blacklist and bankruptcy list!"

"It's so sad that I'm going bankrupt. If nothing else, I'll just hang up first."

The woman's charming call came from the other side of the phone, and Taro Hamana was obviously a little impatient.

"Please! It's just 1 billion, for you..."

"I'm so annoying! President Inoue, if you want to find a philanthropist, you should go to the charity association! There's nothing else, I'll die. Hey, baby, I'll come right away, wait for me~"

"Mr. Hamanaka! I secretly took photos of Yumiko's death that day! It's only 1 billion, you don't want to make the deathbed!"

“…”

Inoue Hikaru tightened his phone and almost shouted the last sentence.

Yumiko was a beautiful girl who died suddenly in the villa because she was having fun that day. Afterwards, the Osaka police investigation was incomplete. The person who came forward to solve the problem was the vice president of a trading company under the Sumitomo Consortium, but the one who actually killed Yumiko was Hamanaka Taro.

He is also a core figure in this circle.

Unexpectedly, the conversation between Hama Nakana Taro and the vice president, as well as the photos of Yumiko's death that were secretly recorded that day, were actually useful.

"I will send someone to give you money when and when I go, you can give me all the photos and photos."

It's saved!

Hikaru Inoue breathed a sigh of relief: "Tomorrow night, we will be at Inoue Logistics Headquarters."

"Okay." Hamaaka Taro's voice was a little cold.

......

Kitahara Aosuke looked at the hearty dishes on the table and was extremely moved.

Sure enough, it should be called Kobayashi Xingzi over!

Her craftsmanship is great, and she can be kneaded by herself like a young wife, which is perfect!

Finally, there is no need to continue eating instant noodles!

"Kehara, please eat while it's hot~" Kobayashi Apricot knelt on his face with a red face and poured wine for him. In a formal dinner for traditional Japanese families, women do not serve the table, so they pick up food and pour wine on the side to serve.

"Then I'll start!" Kitahara Aosuke picked up his chopsticks and started to feast on his face, "You can eat together too. It's so boring to eat alone."

"Haiyi~ I have to wait until the Kitahara system has finished eating before eating." Seeing that he likes to eat fried pork chops, Kobayashi Apricot dipped it in seasonings and put it into a dish.

"Xingzi, you can just call me Kitahara or Aosuke." Kitahara Aosuke said casually while eating, "I'm sorry to ask you to cook every time."

"No, no trouble, Kitahara...Sang." Kobayashi Akiko shook her head quickly. In fact, she felt very happy if she could come to cook, only she and Kitahara Aosuke.

She just called him by his name, so shy that she couldn't call him.

After a dinner, Kobayashi Akiko skillfully washed the dishes and wiped the table. She bent down and her back was wiping the dining table with her back to Aosuke Kitahara. Because it was a low table, she almost wiped against the table, her legs were put together, and she shook with her body movements.

Kitahara Aosuke brought out a lot of information from the cardboard box and prepared to put it on the low table. His eyes unconsciously glanced over and quietly admired her back.

After retracting his gaze, Kitahara Aosuke greeted her and sat down together.

"Actually, please come here today because you hope you can help me handle these financial statements and bill records." Kitanohara Aosuke sat upright, feeling guilty of luring the girl to come to her home late at night, and then taking out a set of 53 mock questions to force her to finish it.

"Haiyi~" Kobayashi Akiko also sat upright, as long as she could help Kitahara Aosuke. She was willing to do anything.
Chapter completed!