Rebirth: My 80s

Li Jiankun sat leisurely on the sofa. He didn't understand Japanese, so he avoided being questioned.

He spoke English, but the other party couldn't speak it fluently...

The left and right cannot communicate.

So he, the person involved, became a real decoration.

Next to him, Old Sun was facing several investigators sent by relevant departments. He puffed his beard and glared, and slammed the table.

This also allowed Li Jiankun to see a new side of him.

It's a talent.

How to say it, the truth that good people are often bullied applies to every corner of society.

Some guys who have some power, are used to sitting in offices, and are used to being bowed to and scraped by others are particularly good at reading other people's minds to serve them.

The more humble you are in front of them, the less you can accomplish, and the less they will take you seriously.

In his previous life, Li Jiankun would be looked down upon almost every time he went to a place that required stamping...

Snapped!

Old Sun slapped the glass coffee table again: "This is pure nonsense! Mr. Li is from our group. The Overseas Trust Bank Japan Branch under our group has become the second largest shareholder of Arifuge House Co., Ltd. according to normal procedures.

"You can investigate whether the relevant matters are legal. Oh, yes, you must have already checked."

He paused, and glanced at several "blue uniforms" with sharp eyes:

"In what way have we failed to comply with your laws?

“You have to understand one thing: our group came to your country to invest, although it was out of consideration for profit, but we have also contributed to your country’s economic development.

“Since our group’s investment activities are legal and compliant, how can the activities of the person who oversees our group’s investments be considered illegal?

“This doesn’t make sense.

"How about you explain it to me?"

Several men in blue uniforms looked at each other, not explaining anything. They were just going through the motions. This involved Yoshiaki Tsutsumi and a multinational bank... Could small fry like them solve a case of this magnitude?

The leader smiled awkwardly:

"Excuse me, we have almost understood everything and we need to go back to report."

"Walk slowly, don't send."

After watching several men in blue uniforms leave the room, Li Jiankun gave Lao Sun a thumbs up.

The latter smiled modestly and asked in a tone of inquiry: "How about contacting Tsuruta Nakamura?"

Li Jiankun nodded.

Old Sun used a white landline phone in the room to call Arisui House Co., Ltd. and found Tsuruta Nakamura to learn the latest developments.

"Tell Mr. Li, good news. Yoshiaki Tsutsumi has been summoned by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department on suspicion of multiple bribery cases..."

Tsuruta Nakamura said in an excited tone on the other end of the phone:

"Originally, he couldn't produce any substantial evidence when he sued us. It was mainly because of his identity that the relevant departments had to take it seriously... Well, at least we have to pretend.

“Now he has become a criminal suspect, can we still trust what such a person says?

“Rest assured Mr. Li, our people have grasped this firmly and are exerting full pressure on the relevant departments.

"I believe that within a few days, the investigation will be terminated and this matter will be put to rest."

Tsuruta Nakamura laughed sarcastically across the microphone:

"It was Yoshiaki Tsutsumi who lost more than he gained and almost got himself imprisoned.

"I heard that he hired the most powerful law firm to clear his name and paid a huge amount of bail. He is out for the time being...

"Hehe, I just don't believe it. The audio evidence is right there. He has been involved in so many scandals. How can he clear himself of all of them? He may have to stay in jail for a while.

"Anyway, Tsutsumi Yoshiaki must be very worried right now, and he may not have the energy or the energy to cause trouble for us..."

After the call, Lao Sun reported everything to Li Jiankun truthfully.

After taking a sip of tea, Li Jiankun said calmly, "It's your turn."

Even the Lord cannot make the decision. Only Yoshiaki Tsutsumi is allowed to do it to him, and he is not allowed to go back.

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi knew that he had dirt on him, but he still reported it to his superiors. He should be prepared for backlash.

But now it seems that Yoshiaki Tsutsumi hasn't done well enough...

Old Sun suddenly said with a sly smile, "Boss, judging from the tone of Nakamura, I'm afraid Tsutsumi Yoshiaki will have to spend some time in jail."

There were some things Li Jiankun didn't tell him.

In fact, at this juncture, Li Jiankun did not want Yoshiaki Tsutsumi to go to jail.

If Yoshiaki Tsutsumi entered the trading floor, who would he turn to for the 43.5% shares?

How to take over Seibu Real Estate?

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi holds a 43.5% stake in Seibu Realty.

Li Jiankun now only hopes that time can pass slower, or that the Plaza Accord can be issued later, so that he has enough time to plan and implement and force Yoshiaki Tsutsumi to sell this part of the shares.

Otherwise, after the Plaza Accord was introduced, not even a fool, let alone Yoshiaki Tsutsumi, would sell shares in Seibu Real Estate, which owned countless pieces of land.

Fortunately, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi is not someone who can be easily fooled...

At the same time, Li Jiankun was still thinking about a question in his mind - he was not like Tsuruta Nakamura and Lao Sun, who were a little too proud of themselves.

He wondered: Will Yoshiaki Tsutsumi do something desperate?

After all, this person has a precedent.

In his previous life, in the 1990s, after the Japanese economic bubble burst, housing prices plummeted and the Seibu Group's stock price plummeted. In order to prevent the group from going bankrupt, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi did not hesitate to commit financial fraud.

Finally, he was caught in the act and put in jail, his reputation was ruined...

Li Jiankun feels that it is necessary to strengthen prevention in all aspects recently.

It's troublesome, no matter what.

There's no harm in it.

……

……

In the office with a somewhat rigid layout, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi was more than just anxious and confused.

He sat behind the mahogany table, holding a black microphone in his hand. Although he was filled with endless anger, he still had to try his best to make his voice softer and more sincere. He nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice and apologized repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, it's me who has caused you trouble..."

"What's the point of saying this now?!"

There was an angry shout from the other end of the phone: "Someone wanted to use it against you, not me who provoked anyone. Do you think this is an unprovoked disaster for me?

"Hmph! You caused this trouble yourself, so hurry up and settle it for me.

“The election is coming up next month.

"If this incident causes the election results to develop in an unfavorable direction...

"You understand the consequences."

Snapped!

The phone hangs up.

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He picked up the microphone and slammed it against the edge of the table.

Use all your strength, once, once.

The black microphone, which was of good quality, was smashed to pieces.

"Deal with it? I'm already doing my best. Do I need you to command me? Do I need you to threaten me?!"

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi roared into the air.

Right now, a team of 100 lawyers is focusing on dealing with this matter.

He sent out at least fifty people to smooth out various relationships.

Except that he did not go in person because his status as a bailee was too conspicuous, he did everything he could.

The so-called do your best to obey fate.

If this guy loses the election, that's his fate.

"You're nothing."

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi was still talking to himself:

"Only things that belong to me in this world are real and loyal... If I didn't have everything I have now, even if it didn't involve you, would you, who are so high and mighty, still look at me?

"No, you won't."

In his mind, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi sorted out the two things he was facing now, or in other words, he figured out which one was more important.

He believes that no matter how good one's connections are, they are unreliable.

At the same time, as long as the Seibu Group remains strong and as long as he is still wealthy enough to rival a country, it will not be difficult for him to maintain any relationship.

He couldn't let Seibu Group go downhill.

His current priority must be to take back control of Seibu Real Estate!

Nothing else matters.

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi leaned back in his chair, holding his cheek, forcing himself to calm down and concentrate.

It is obvious that the ambitious young foreigner, who is planning to swallow up Seibu Real Estate, will never sell any more shares.

This means that there is no possibility of negotiation.

There was still only one way for him to get back the controlling stake: to prove that the other party was in collusion with Tsuruta Nakamura and was plotting to seize Japanese territory.

Only then will the state apparatus intervene.

Reversing certain facts that have become a given at the conventional level.

The problem now is... he has no evidence. And the other party's connections are far more powerful than he imagined.

Thinking of this, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi is still a little surprised.

A foreigner, a young man in his twenties, actually had such connections in his own country that he could suppress her to a certain extent.

Of course, this was mainly because he really couldn't produce any evidence.

Evidence. His thoughts returned to these two words.

It is extremely critical.

It can be said that this is his life-saving straw now!

"How can we get evidence that he and Tsuruta Nakamura are pretending to cooperate, but are actually master and servant?"

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi muttered to himself.

In fact, this is not the first time he has thought about this question.

But this time, he didn't plan to think of conventional methods.

Because he had thought about that thousands of times.

There will be no gain.

After thinking for a long time, in a trance, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi lightly slapped himself.

Yes, how could he ignore such a simple truth as “give others a taste of their own medicine”?

Why is it that the other party is the only one who has the recording of his dirty laundry?

There was a gleam of excitement and madness in Tsutsumi Yoshiaki's eyes...

……

……

Monday morning, around nine o'clock.

A decent person has to be busy with his career and spend time outside.

Li Jiankun and Wu Yingxiong and his wife came to the bank together in the morning. They are now in their office, checking the detailed financial market layout.

As the time for the Plaza Accord to be implemented as Li Jiankun anticipated was approaching, this matter could not be delayed.

It is worth mentioning that he has withdrawn all available cash to implement his layout in Japan's financial market and real estate market.

It's not a heart-pounding game.

But the opportunity must not be missed.

Must go all in.

Boom boom boom!

There was a hurried knock on the door.

It was obviously one of his people. Li Jiankun turned his head and said, "Come in."

Ran Zi and Fugui pushed the door open together. Ran Zi trotted forward with a strange look in his big eyes: "Something's going on at home..."

Li Jiankun raised his eyebrows: "Then what are you waiting for?"

The Fugui brothers just waited for his order and rushed out immediately.

Feng Xiaowan walked to Ran Zi's side, took her hand, and asked what happened. She couldn't help but care, because they all lived there now.

Wu Yingxiong gave Li Jiankun a thumbs up, indicating that he was a master of foresight.

Li Jiankun shook his head: "It's just that at this critical juncture, I felt that it wouldn't hurt to take more precautions. I didn't expect that something unexpected would happen and even get into my house."

He paused and changed the subject: "Ask Lao Sun to come over."

Soon, Wu Yingxiong brought Lao Sun to the office.

At Li Jiankun's instruction, Lao Sun used the office landline to dial a number and conveyed the order in Japanese:

"Keep an eye on him! Mr. Li's bodyguards have already rushed back. If he tries to escape before they get home, arrest him immediately! Don't destroy him. Mr. Li is still useful."

"Understood!" came a voice from the other end of the phone.

No matter who got hold of Li Jiankun’s Ginza penthouse, including the mastermind behind him, they certainly didn’t understand Li Jiankun.

Ever since he promoted Yamamoto Hiroshi to the position of leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Li Jiankun no longer lacks defense forces in Nippon. Although he usually travels in a business car, there are always three or five other cars following him.

Two days ago, Li Jiankun asked Yamamoto Hiroshi to dispatch some troops over.

Among them, there was a small team that did not have to do anything but had only one task: to look after the house for him.

Someone was watching the door of the house through the peephole from other rooms on the same floor 24 hours a day.

The windows of the house were also being watched 24 hours a day by people holding binoculars from other buildings near Ginza.

Even if no one is at home, any disturbance will be discovered.

Of course, Li Jiankun will try his best not to expose this layout, including the relationship with the Yamaguchi-gumi, if possible.

Firstly, it is a trump card, just enough to deal with those who want to deal with him but don't understand his situation.

Secondly, the Yamaguchi-gumi is a violent group after all. It is still okay in Japan, but if you take it outside and say that he is related to the Yamaguchi-gumi, it is not good after all.

About an hour later, Li Jiankun returned to the large flat in Ginza that he had bought.

The Yamaguchi-gumi members are not here.

The rich brothers were poking around in the living room. On the solid wood floor in the middle of the living room, a man in blue work clothes was lying. Next to him on the ground was a baseball cap of the same color and a blue and white portable toolbox.

The disguise is quite convincing.

There is even a line of words sewn in white thread above the chest pocket of the blue work clothes: NTT DOCOMO.

This is a well-known telecommunications operator in Japan.

Zhang Gui came to Li Jiankun to report the situation:

"He learned Takei Yasuo's trick and came to our house to install bugs. By the time we got back, they were almost all installed. The living room, bedroom, kitchen... As long as there was a room, he left nothing behind. He's even more ruthless than Takei Yasuo!"

Li Jiankun looked at the short man on the ground and walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down:

"Who sent you?"

Lao Sun translated it.

Originally, Wu Yingxiong wanted to come back, but Li Jiankun didn't let him. There was no need to waste his time on such things.

The short man looked at Li Jiankun and smiled contemptuously, as if he was ready to kill or chop him up at his will.

Li Jiankun didn't expect to get the answer so easily: "Actually, apart from Yoshiaki Tsutsumi, no one else has the motivation to do this."

The short man laughed and said, "You have no evidence."

Li Jiankun also smiled and said, "I wonder if your bones are as hard as your mouth."

Just because the other party broke into a private house, even if he broke his leg, it wouldn't be a big deal. Not to mention that he installed a bug, which was even worse, so it was natural for him to be even more angry...

The short man gritted his teeth and said, "Humph!"

Li Jiankun quite likes his personality:

"Azi, step aside."

Ran Zi ran out of the room as if escaping.

"what--"

Although she was more than ten meters away, the screams coming from behind still made Ran Zi shudder.