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    Guided by several bodyguards, the 80-year-old handsome man walked leisurely into the Bentley outside.  The car door closed quietly, he leaned on the back seat, calmed down for a while, and suddenly said: "Qin Jun rejected the Iwasaki family's proposal." "Yes, Your Excellency." Heisaburo Tsuchiya, who was following him like a shadow in the passenger seat, turned his head,  He lowered his head respectfully and said, "This should be the meaning of the Chinese government." A finger was raised in front of him, and he shut up rationally.  An eighty-year-old handsome voice floated from above his head: "This is his original intention." An affirmative sentence, not a question.  "Faced with such a huge market and the opportunity of reform and opening up, there is probably only one time in this century that he will not be tempted." The handsome voice in his eighties laughed dryly: "But he is still too young.  Who does he think he is when he eats alone? He is so bold that he even dares to reject the Iwasaki family of Mitsubishi." "You know?" He looked out the window leisurely: "I'm waiting." "He rejected the Iwasaki family, why didn't the Iwasaki family cause trouble for him?  Although they are not in the Freemasonry, they know that Qin Jun was promoted by me. Freemasonry is not a secret among top people. Qin Jun thinks that I have not given him protection. In fact, my name is protection.  Mitsui lent him this umbrella, so he should clean it and present it properly." "The foundation of his lord is being eroded by the economic crisis. As his subordinate, he should be loyal, not boring.  He violated the principle of loyalty." He turned his head and sighed: "I have been waiting for him to bring China's interests on a plate.  It is the Chinese who want to reciprocate. However, this nation has not made much progress. Therefore, I think we have an obligation to remind him and let him know whose name it is that the Iwasaki family does not pursue his refusal. He really thinks that it is based on dozens of dollars.  100 million U.S. dollars can stop the Mitsubishi Group, which ranks first in the Fortune 500 this year, from interfering. ""Your wisdom is unparalleled, Your Excellency," Heisaburo Tsuchiya said immediately, looked up at the other party's face, and said softly: "Manager Mitsui.  Among the twenty-five senior executives of Hui Ermu, who should you choose? After all, Qin Huangchao¡¯s status, if he is willing to lend money, we should also give him appropriate respect, Your Excellency.  Look." The eighty-year-old handsome man didn't say anything. His old and withered hands caressed the cane casually as if he were playing a piano.  After a long time, he smiled slightly: "Shiseido, a century-old store, number two hundred and seventy-three, the president Junji Arima is still thinking about it. It is second to none in Futuki Kai's light industry territory, and can be regarded as the same as the Qin Dynasty.  "I understand." Tsuchiya Heisaburo bowed respectfully and said, "I will make arrangements for you right away." The car drove slowly, and a smile appeared on his eighty-year-old handsome face: "Qin Jun, I will treat you with sincerity. I hope you will do this this time."  At this moment, the report of the newspaper "Ding Ling Bell" was just at this time. The hand phone call of Tsuchiya Ping Saburo rang. He just picked it up and said a few words. Suddenly, his hands were shaking, and his voice was raised a few degrees.  : "You, say it again, what did you say?" The eighty-year-old handsome face did not change at all, but his old eyes raised, glanced at the Tsuchiya, and continued to close his eyes and remain silent.  I'm shocked, just because you are like this, I keep you by my side because the third generation of the Tsuchiya family is the steward, how come I end up with such useless trash when I become the head of the clan, and still hope to get channels and support in the Freemasonry?  Authority "The most valuable thing about a person is self-knowledge." After he said this softly, he closed his eyes again on the chair and remained silent.  A few seconds later, Tsuchiya put down the phone. It was not quiet in the car, but everyone heard the "gurgling" sound from his Adam's apple as he swallowed his saliva.  The eighty-year-old handsome man frowned without trace, opened his eyes slightly, and saw Tsuchiya looking at him with a pale face.  "Say." He simply closed his eyes again. Mount Tai collapsed in front but his color remained unchanged, and the elk moved to the left but his eyes did not blink.  It would be unwise to have everything written on your face, and he hated seeing such a face even more.  Maybe it would be good to change to another face, such as the Chinese Qin Jun. What's the harm if he supports him to reach a higher level? "Your Excellency" Tsuchiya's voice was slightly trembling, and he pursed his lips several times before trembling.  The voice said: "Qin Jun of the Qin Dynasty just applied to Mitsui Bank for a gambling agreement" "Swipe" In an instant, the sky changed.  Tsuchiya knows very well that Toshiro, who is in his eighties, is his god, and even the god of the Japanese business world.  Just a second ago, this old man with a withered appearance was calm and relaxed, chatting and laughing. Even if he was in the Congress, he just wanted to work hard and die. This kind of demeanor, he may never achieve.  He is the sky, the wind is gentle, the sun is beautiful, the wind is gentle and the rain is gentle.  But, after these words, the sky changed.    The clouds began to gradually creep up, and after his wise and old eyes slowly opened, he seemed to see a rainy night with wind, rain, thunder and lightning.  Those stormy pupils stared at Heisaburo Tsuchiya, making him feel like he was in a storm, with goosebumps all over his body.  The broad sleeves of the kimono lay on his head. A hand that had no strength left was placed on the top of his head and slid down. The hand like a chicken claw pinched his chin, and the sound without any change sounded in his ears.  Bian: "Say it again." "Explain it carefully and clearly." Tsuchiya Heisaburo's palms were full of cold sweat. After many years of service, he knew very well that this hand with little power has the power to control most of Japan.  strength.  This calm voice was a warning of the real rage in the other party's heart.  As the boat sailed on the stormy ocean, this was all he could feel now.  "Yeah" The eighty-year-old handsome man's eyes were as cold as absolute zero. He used some force on his hands, which did not cause any harm to a strong man like Tsuchiya, but made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.  "Yes" Tsuchiya tried his best to squeeze out these words, not daring to look at the other person's eyes at all, and said softly: "Qin, Mr. Qin, he, he said he hopes, hopes to proceed with the Mitsui Foundation, proceed" The hand holding Tsuchiya's chin suddenly shook  Tight, the second half of Tsuchiya's words immediately got stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to say any more.  Eighty-year-old Junlang closed his eyes. If Tsuchiya raised his head at this moment, he could see his temple beating hard.  In my heart, boundless rage was spreading.  Having prepared everything, he moved his hand on the crutch, which was a sign of suppressing the restlessness in his heart.  "Tsuchiya." After a long time, he opened his eyes again and asked calmly: "When will Japan's economic crisis be over?" Tsuchiya did not dare to answer.  "Do you want to die?" The eighty-year-old Junlang shook his loose kimono. The driver immediately stopped the car knowingly, took out a cup of brewed green tea and handed it to him. The water was not rippled and the tea leaves were floating.  Eighty-year-old Toshiro brought it over and took a sip: "Good tea." "I'm talking about a real long sleep." Eighty-year-old Toshiro caressed his kimono casually, picked up the walking stick and stood up, slowly walked out of the car, early summer  The strong wind blew on his face, causing all the wrinkles on his face to relax.  He murmured softly: "I'm asking you something." "No, I don't dare, no, no, I don't want to. I, I don't know either." Tsuchiya trembled and said three sentences in a row, which was considered to be the end of the answer.  problem.  "You are a good person." The eighty-year-old Junlang walked slowly with the help of the driver. This is a riverside, and there is even a small playground where many children and women are playing.  The eighty-year-old Junlang glanced at everyone indifferently: "But he is a fool." "Yes" "Do you have a dog?" The eighty-year-old Junlang turned to look at him, and this time Tsuchiya immediately answered: "No, I don't." "  You should raise a Japanese Shiba Inu and then a Tibetan Mastiff to see the difference. Perhaps, you will understand that the person serving the tiger should at least be a fox, not a rabbit. " "Yes" Tsuchiya is full of bitterness and is compared to.  But he didn't dare to say a word about the Japanese Shiba Inu.  He knew very well that the man in front of him was filled with rage. Even if he was shot dead in front of these people and thrown into the river, no one in Japan could judge him.  "Japan's economic crisis will never pass. Therefore, it is impossible for the Qin Dynasty to be listed in Japan." Toshiro, who was in his eighties, walked up to a child on a swing, a smile appeared on his face, and he even touched the other person's head.  There was no fluctuation in his voice: "Standing still will only make Mitsui smaller and smaller. We are looking for new ways to make money. What has more potential than the most dazzling company in the 1980s, the electronic entertainment that created two Japanese tycoons? I didn't realize it.  Did you find out?" "No" "I was attracted by the Qin Dynasty. The economic crisis in Japan has not ended, which means that it is impossible for them to go public in Japan. However, they have never asked Mitsui for help, nor have they borrowed money. In other words,  He does not have the imprint of Mitsui. The foundation of a consortium is a bank. Everything is a network of contacts and channels established through repeated loans, refusal to repay loans, and various preferential measures for large companies and even the country.  , Favors are debts that cannot be repaid." He smiled and sat on the stool: "There is an old saying in China that if a tree is as beautiful as a tree, the wind will destroy it. The Qin Dynasty made it clear that it would not interact with the clubs in the Mitsui system since it joined the Mitsui system.  "In the past, I could wait because there was still more time, but if Qin Dynasty is listed on Nasdaq, his relationship with Europe and the United States will immediately shift to Japan, and the focus will immediately shift to him."  The affiliation is so weak that it has no sense of existence at all¡±  He looked past the amusement park and said with a smile: "Go." When the three of them got into the car, their handsome eighty-year-old smile had completely disappeared.  The Qin Dynasty must bear the imprint of Mitsui. Bow your head, kneel down, and profess submission. This is the necessary way for the Mitsui system. Sony is like this, Ibuka is like this, Kyocera is like this, Inamori Kazuo is like this. How can you, the Qin Dynasty, be an exception? Don¡¯t use my  Grace is the capital of pride. In front of the Mitsui Consortium where US dollars can be spread all over the Sea of ??Japan, if you don¡¯t have any capital, please visit http://m.piaotia.net for mobile phone users.
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