Chapter 33: The Growing Wife, the Murderous Takeda (asking for a monthly ticket!) Aoyama Hidenobu frowned and remained silent. Nohara Ito didn't dare to disturb him. She took small steps and brought the tea-making tools, then knelt quietly on the carpet beside the coffee table and started to make tea. Because it was too big, when she straightened her back and leaned close to the coffee table, her heavy conscience seemed to be placed on the table, squeezed to appear rounder, and just looking at it made her feel full of happiness. Big is happiness, whoever agrees, whoever disagrees. "Can you find out whether this person has borrowed money from other financial companies?" Aoyama Hidenobu picked up Sato Toshitomi's file and handed it to Nohara Ito. "Information about major customers is strictly confidential in all companies." Nohara Ito had obviously begun to learn how to run a company and had learned a lot of relevant information. When she saw Aoyama Hidenobu frowning in displeasure, she quickly lowered her head and said, "But please rest assured, Mr. Aoyama, Nohara Company has business dealings with many peers. I will help you find out." "Can you control the company?" Seeing her shrinking like a quail, not even daring to look him in the eye, Aoyama Hidenobu asked doubtfully. Nohara Ito's throat surged, and she mustered up her courage to raise her head and said carefully: "Several senior executives have questioned me, but I said I would resolve the threat from the Noguchi Society. Now that Noguchi Matsuo has been arrested, no one should oppose me anymore." "You are quite clever." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled. After Noguchi Matsuo was arrested, the senior executives of Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. must have felt that Nohara Ito had found a strong backer, so they naturally had to submit to her. Nohara Ito blushed, lowered her head slightly and said, "It's all thanks to your care, Mr. Qingshan."
Then she bent down and handed over a cup of hot tea with both hands. Qingshan Hidenobu took it casually, took a sip and put it back on the coffee table, touching her head, "As long as I can find out what I want, I can not only make you more energetic, but also make you more wealthy." He has a lot of ideas in his mind, and just a little bit of effort can change the landscape of the lending market. "Hi!" Nohara Ito obviously didn't understand the profoundness of Chinese culture, but it was enough for her to understand that Aoyama Hidenobu would reward her. "I will work hard." "I'm leaving first. Just call me if you encounter any trouble." Aoyama Hidenobu stood up and said. He treated a mere patrol chief as a police inspector. There was nothing he could do about it. He had someone above him. Asai Aya's father is the Superintendent Masaru, and Asai Aya listens to him, so rounding it off means that his father is the Superintendent Masaru. What's wrong with being a little arrogant as the son of an official? "Hi!" Nohara Ito stood up to see him off, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "Take care, Mr. Qingshan. I will let you know if there is any news." Aoyama Hidenobu slammed the door and left without looking back. "call--" Hearing the sound of the door closing, Nohara Yiren finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa feeling a little exhausted. Then he picked up the phone and called the company. "Please ask everyone above the position of section chief to come to the conference room for a meeting. I will be there in half an hour. I have an important announcement." About half an hour later, the conference room of Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. was full of people chatting. When the door was pushed open and Nohara Ito, wearing a black OL professional suit and high heels, walked in, the discussions stopped abruptly and everyone stood up and saluted. "lady." "Everyone, please take a seat." Nohara Ito walked to the first seat and stood up. She raised her hand to signal for everyone to take a seat. She bowed slightly to everyone and said, "I have urgently summoned you all because I have good news to announce. From now on, you don't have to worry about the Noguchi-kai's covetousness. The Noguchi-kai's president was arrested by the police last night for drug trafficking." "Wow!" The conference room suddenly exploded. "Noguchi Matsuo was arrested? Is that true?" "That would be great if it were true. That guy is so greedy that he wants to buy us out at a low price." Everyone was shocked and looked at Nohara Ito with awe. After all, she had said before that she would deal with the threat of the Noguchi Society. Now that Noguchi Matsuo was really caught, it must be related to her.
Nohara Ito's original image of a naive boss's wife suddenly became unfathomable. But what they didn't know was that Nohara Yiren's current calmness and coolness were all forced. In fact, her heart was in her throat. Her pale little hands were tightly clutching her handbag, and her toes were curled inward in her high heels. After all, when her husband was alive, she never got involved in company affairs and was considered half socially anxious. Now this scene was too much pressure for her to bear. "So now you can rest assured that I will take over my husband's position as president?" Nohara Ito forced a smile while trying to remain calm. The conference room was silent for a moment, and then a gray-haired old man stood up and bowed, "President." He is the vice president of the company. "President!" The company executives on both sides of the conference table stood up and bowed to Nohara Ito to express their opinions. Nohara Yiren finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head proudly and slowly sat down on the chair that once belonged to her husband. Looking at those people who had looked down on her a few days ago now bending down in front of her, she felt indescribably happy. And all this depends on Mr. Aoyama. I must answer him well. ........................... Setagaya-ku, Akatsuki 3-chome. People were coming and going in Imamura Restaurant. The owner, Fumihiko Imamura, was a fat man in his forties. He was making sushi for customers with a warm smile on his face. "Please walk slowly and welcome to visit next time." He saw off each guest politely as they left. "Father, that man has woken up." Imamura Fumikado's son walked up to him and whispered. "You entertain the guests for me." Fumihito Imamura handed the sushi counter to his son, apologized to the waiting guests, and turned to leave. Imamura Restaurant is a combination of commercial and residential facilities, with the restaurant downstairs and the upstairs and backyard as living areas. Imamura Fumihiko came to the second floor, pushed open the camphor door, and looked at Takeda Ichiro who was sitting on the tatami and smoking, and complained: "Takeda-kun is very generous. He has been sleeping since early morning. Aren't you afraid that you will be surrounded by police when you wake up? Well, please put out your cigarette if you can." "It seems that Imamura-kun is very happy. After all, people with troubles generally don't hate the smell of cigarettes." Takeda Ichiro put out his cigarette and twisted his neck, which was a little sore after waking up. "I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time. As a guest, I slept until after noon in the host's house. It's really rude." "Mr. Takeda, if you have rested enough, please leave as soon as possible." Imamura Fumihiko said sincerely. "I will go." Takeda nodded, then looked at Imamura Fumihiko, "But before that I want to know who the partner of the previous business is." "Takeda-kun!" Imamura Fumihiko raised his voice slightly and frowned, "If I were such a loose-lipped person, you wouldn't be sitting here now. I didn't get a penny from that business last time. For the sake of our past friendship, I don't want to pursue this. But I ask you to leave now." "Bang!" Takeda Ichiro picked up a large package at his feet and threw it out, then kicked the package with his toes and said, "Although I didn't get a penny from the last business, I will pay you a penny. This is the reward I owe you." "What are you talking about?" Imamura Fumihiko looked down at the package, but didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he asked, "You said you didn't get a penny? But that person also said he didn't get a penny, saying that you took 700 million for yourself, and he was furious with me for this." "Haha, this is interesting." Takeda Ichiro touched his short hair and showed a dangerous smile, "One of us must be lying. Who do you think it is?" Upon hearing this, Imamura Fumihiko fell silent. "Obviously, Imamura-kun also thinks that I am not the one who lied. Otherwise, if I had 700 million in my hands, why would I risk coming back so soon?" Takeda Ichiro slowly stood up, walked in front of Imamura Fumihiko and bowed, "Please tell me who that person is."
"I don't know." Imamura Fumihiko shook his head. Ichiro Takeda's face suddenly darkened, and he grabbed Imamura Fumihiro's throat, "You don't know? You're the middleman! How could you not know? Baka! I even suspected that you guys teamed up to trick me. Before I fled Tokyo, I thought about killing you first when I came back!" Something like murderous intent sounds unreal. But as a vicious and cruel bandit with many lives on his hands, Ichiro Takeda does have a terrifying aura when he is angry. "But...but you didn't kill me, and even asked me to pick you up, which means...it means that Takeda-kun, you believe in my character and would not...do such a thing that breaks the rules." Imamura Fumihiko had difficulty breathing, his face gradually turned pale, and he looked at Takeda Ichiro calmly. Ichiro Takeda stared at him for a while, then fiercely let go of him. "Now it's the other party who broke the rules first. You don't have to keep it a secret for him. Tell me who that person is. I came back this time not only to get the money back, but also to take that guy's life!" “Cough, cough, cough…” Imamura Fumihiko bent over and coughed violently, breathing heavily. His face gradually became rosy again. He waved his hand and said, “I didn’t mean to lie to Takeda-kun. I really didn’t know.” "I don't know, I don't understand, why would you cooperate with him?" Ichiro Takeda looked suspicious, because the Imamura he knew was a very cautious middleman. Imamura Fumihiko finally calmed down, stood up straight, smiled bitterly and explained: "That guy has been contacting me by phone. Before contacting me, he sent me a letter, and the letter contained evidence that I had participated in several robberies and sold stolen goods." "At the same time, there was another phone number. I called it and he asked me to contact someone to cooperate in robbing Changxin Bank. He said he could provide detailed information about the bank and help the perpetrators escape from the police. But if I didn't agree, he would hand over the evidence to the police... Afterwards, he never contacted me again except to call and accuse me of not getting the money." "Ha! That's why you thought I took the 700 million but didn't blame me. It turns out that you feel guilty towards me." Takeda Ichiro laughed angrily after hearing this. Then he raised his hand and punched Imamura Fumihiro in the face. He grabbed his collar and roared with gritted teeth: "Bakayar! Not only did you kill several of my brothers, you almost killed me!" Fumihiko Imamura had nothing to say in the face of the accusations. "Give me that number." Seeing the other party letting him do whatever he wanted, Ichiro Takeda suddenly felt bored, cursed and let him go. Imamura Fumihiko wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "It's useless, the call is not connected. I tried to contact him actively, but no one answered." "I'll let him answer it." Ichiro Takeda sat back on the tatami and said lightly. Fumihiko Imamura glanced at him, then took out a pen and paper from the drawer next to him, wrote the number on it and handed it over. Takeda Ichiro took it casually, took a look at it, and put it in his pocket. He pointed to the two packages and said, "One was originally for you, but now you don't have to give it to me. The total is about 100 million yen. Help me prepare some stuff. I will give you four addresses to send the rest of the money." The four men who robbed the Noguchi-kai casino were temporarily recruited by him with the promise of profit. He blew them up not to pocket the money for himself, but just to prevent them from giving him away during the interrogation after being caught. Therefore, Takeda Ichiro promised to give their family the money, not only not a penny less, but was willing to give more. "Hey!" Imamura Fumihiko lowered his head and responded, then raised his head and advised, "Takeda-kun, that person's background may not be simple. Are you sure you want to do this? It might be better to pretend that nothing happened." “Background is the most unfair thing, but the fairest thing is that everyone has only one life.” "He owes me money and a few lives." “These must be paid back.” (End of this chapter)