Chapter 46

As if to confirm her premonition, the tsunami, which had been calm since the beginning of the year, finally caused a ripple a month later.

Yokotani Electric, a subsidiary of Yokotani Construction, caused an explosion due to product failure. The president, Yokotani Eiji, had to hold a press conference to apologize publicly,

which led to a large-scale product recall.

For a time, the stock price of Yokotani Construction fell sharply.

Several major electrical appliance giants in the same industry were happy to reap the benefits.

All kinds of media could not miss this heavyweight news. They swarmed in and got to the bottom of it, from the initial accident report, to the investigation of the cause, and the long-term impact that followed, etc. In the end, several unknown product accidents were exposed.

The victims jointly filed a compensation lawsuit against Yokotani Electric. No matter how clever Yokotani Eiji's crisis public relations skills were, he was in a mess for a while.

"You did it?"

When Yuki came out of the bathroom, TBS's evening news was playing a clip of the third accident investigation briefing of Yokotani Construction. Atobe Keigo quietly hugged her from behind and put his hands around her waist, and the latter just frowned and did not break free.

"Yokotani Construction has developed rapidly in the past few years, but the hidden dangers have long been buried. It has seized the market by lowering prices, but in order to make profits, it has to cut costs. If it continues like this, it will be strange if nothing goes wrong." Atobe just snorted lightly, "This is not the first time the same thing has happened, but it was concealed very well."

"Hide?"

"With money, everything can be settled, not to mention that the Yokotani family has lived in Kansai for a long time and has considerable influence in the underworld." Atobe hooked his lips lightly, "It's just that he didn't have such good luck this time. Many things, as long as there are clues, it is not difficult to investigate. What I did was just to expose this matter before they threatened and bribed me. For other things, as long as I gave the media a little bit of information, they would naturally make a fuss." "

Adding fuel to the flames..." Yuki lowered her eyelids and sighed softly.

Atobe chuckled and tightened his arms slightly.

She was only wearing a white bathrobe at that time, and her wet hair had not been dried yet. The smell of mint shampoo was close at hand, very elegant.

"The Yokotani family has made great efforts to expand its territory in recent years, but the stamina is insufficient. Although it seems to be rich, it has difficulty in following up the liquidity. Otherwise, it would not apply for a high loan investment from GS." He said, "To clean up this mess, Yokotani Eiji is already exhausted, and I am afraid he has no time to take care of Hasegawa."

Before killing the prey, he quietly cut off his external aid.

It seems like Atobe Keigo's style of doing things.

You Ji only raised the corner of his lips: "I'm afraid this pond of water will be in chaos for a while after you stir it up like this."

"It's easier to fish in troubled waters." Ji Bei did not comment, but after a while he seemed to sigh softly, lowered his head, and gently clasped his chin on her shoulder, "I will never forget the debt that should be collected."

The sharp breath exuded in an instant, when she turned back to catch it, the sharp cold edge in the man's eyes had been extinguished in a flash in his deep pupils.

Her heart moved slightly, and she opened her mouth, but didn't say anything else. She

just turned around slowly, lowered her head to play with the purple-red tie on his chest, pursed her lips, and her slender fingertips wandered aimlessly along the delicate texture, but her expression was focused, the broken hair on her forehead was not dry, scattered sporadically, and the damp breath was faint.

Atobe was lost in thought for a moment, and remained silent for a moment. Finally, he raised his hand to stop her movements, leaned over, and covered her lips. The woman in his arms only had time to moan, and he gradually turned around without giving her a break.

The fragrance of shower gel filled the surroundings.

Finally, she caught a glimmer of clarity and struggled to push him away.

"Keigo?"

"Hmm?"

"That time when I was hospitalized." She thought about it, and finally asked, "Did the doctor say anything else?"

Atobe was stunned for a moment, shook his head: "No."

Then he tightened his arms, wrapped her in his arms, and kissed her intensively. His breath, which became hot for a moment, was like the wind, blowing across her forehead, eyes, lips, and slender neck.

The belt around her waist had untied at some point, and the white bathrobe slipped off as promised. The floor lamp in the corner cast a dim light beam, a light yellow blur.

"It is common sense that if the first baby is not saved, it will affect her future pregnancies. Her body is cold, so it may be difficult for her to get pregnant again." "

Is there no way to save her?"

"I am only speaking from the probability, not absolute. If she takes good care of herself, there will be a turn for the better. Besides, there are many ways to treat infertility now."

In the middle of the night, Atobe was leaning against the head of the bed in a single layer of clothes. The emotions in his eyes gradually faded, and he looked very clear in the pale skylight. Thinking of the whispers with Doctor Shigong outside the ward one day, his eyes penetrated the darkness of the night like water and slowly flowed over the delicate sleeping face of the woman in his arms.

In the end, he just gently pursed his lips. After all, it was not a big deal.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the woman's messy hair. His fingertips touched her cheek and paused for a moment. In the end, he withdrew for fear of disturbing her.

The cell phone on the table beside him suddenly began to vibrate violently. The man frowned, stared at the midnight call for a long time, sighed, pressed the answer button, quietly got out of bed, walked to the window, and then spoke softly: "What's the matter?"

The early spring night was chilly, and the room was still heated comfortably. In front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, the dark green velvet curtains covered the deep night tightly. Akiyama Takuma's voice on the other end of the phone was not very high, but it was urgent and without warmth.

"What happened?"

Youji's sleep was originally very light. He woke up from the slight rustling sound, pulled up the quilt and sat up, only to see his tall back, casting a slender shadow on the curtains.

"News from Wall Street." Atobe slowly moved the phone away from his ear. He did not close the phone, but just turned his head slightly. His saber-like eyes were gloomy. After a long pause, he slowly said, "The stock market has been falling for a week, and RM Investment Bank has filed for bankruptcy protection."

RM, one of the major investment banks on Wall Street, along with GS Investment Bank, has a history of 100 years and is well-known in the global financial community. However, it collapsed overnight and ceased to exist.

Youji sat up straight, and could no longer maintain his indifferent expression in his shock.

The words that Kyosuke Terajima said lightly that day flashed through his mind, and he forgot to speak for a moment.

Thousands of miles away on the other side of the ocean, the stock market plummeted, financial giants went bankrupt, and the tsunami finally arrived.

The storm on Wall Street came suddenly, but it was not without signs. The bubble of subprime mortgages in the United States had been intensifying for a long time, and before that, funds under the names of various investment banks had been closed one after another. It was not until the century-old RM collapsed that people who were immersed in the illusion of prosperity and peace suddenly woke up, and at this time, the crisis had already spread wildly across the United States. Companies closed down, workers lost their jobs, and shareholders went bankrupt. The prosperity of the past suddenly turned into bubbles and nothingness.

At almost the same time, Tokyo, Hong Kong, Shanghai, London, and other major financial centers around the world also began to fluctuate violently. The stock market, which had been bullish all the way, plummeted all the way, and people were panicking.

The next morning, the Tokyo stock market opened and it plummeted like a flood. Panic and fear spread throughout Ginza.

A few days later, Japan RM declared bankruptcy, and dozens of companies and financial institutions followed suit. Office workers who lost their jobs and could not survive, and stockholders who lost their homes due to the plummeting stock prices, filled the streets of Ginza. There

were also many people who jumped from high-rise buildings because they were desperate for survival.

It was early spring, and the weather was gradually getting warmer, but the entire Tokyo Ginza was indeed a scene of ice and snow, just like a cold winter.

Atobe Keigo began to become extremely busy.

He held emergency meetings again and again to arrange the latest emergency plans, and he ran around in various public or private occasions again and again, meeting with senior government officials, negotiating with business partners, and even had to cleverly deal with the aggressive media and the public. The whole person was like a clockwork machine, working non-stop and at high speed.

He seldom went home during this period, and spent almost all of his daily life in his office. He slept very little and would take a nap at his desk when he was tired. Fortunately, he was still young and strong, and no matter how hard he worked behind the scenes, he always looked energetic in front of others, which somewhat calmed the group of bewildered executives below.

When Yuushi Oshitari took time out of his busy schedule to visit his office, he was surprised to see the president of the Atobe Zaibatsu slowly raise his head from behind a pile of documents, his eyes were dazed, as if he had just taken a nap.

"It seems that this time it's really exhausting."

Oshitari still looked careless and unfocused. Atobe just snorted lightly, and when he stood up, his eyes were clear:

"Your situation is not much better, is it?"

"Ah, several pharmaceutical stocks have plummeted, and those disappointing branch directors cry in front of the old man almost every day. There are also several pharmaceutical companies that have simply stopped their production lines because of broken capital chains." Oshitari kept shaking his head, "Now the old man's place is also in a mess, but fortunately, the crisis has not yet affected the real economy. The economy is in recession, and people always need to see a doctor and eat. There is no problem in our medical industry for the time being, but you, you have to hold on this time." "

I felt that the bubble was excessive a long time ago, but no day of bubble collapse has come so quickly." Atobe walked around the desk and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back. Above his head was the black and desolate sky at midnight, and under his feet was the brightly lit night view of Ginza. The vertical height of dozens of meters was like an abyss, "Human greed and desire finally reaped the consequences."

In comparison, Japanese entrepreneurs suffered less losses in this financial catastrophe than investors in other countries, thanks to the Japanese's unusually cautious investment attitude. In fact, years ago, Keigo Atobe had already instructed to gradually withdraw various investments overseas and domestically, and with the strength and foundation of the Atobe Zaibatsu, it was obviously much easier to survive this crisis than other peers.

However, even RM, which has dominated Wall Street for a hundred years, could fall apart overnight, let alone the Atobe Zaibatsu, which had just started after the war?

The young man with purple-gray hair frowned slightly and laughed at himself.

Oshitari caught the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth from the reflection of the glass window, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands.

"How are the Yokotani family and Hasegawa?" After a moment, he curled up his lips lazily, "I'm afraid the blow is not light?"

"Yokotani Eiji is already busy with his own affairs, as for Hasegawa Shu." Atobe sneered and walked a few steps slowly, "A cunning rabbit has three burrows, I'm afraid it's more than this."

"In fact, you also wanted to take advantage of the chaos to clean up at the beginning, right?"

Oshida smiled lazily, Atobe glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth only slightly raised an arc.

"But speaking of this." After a short silence, Atobe walked back to the desk, "At this critical moment, you still have the mood to hang around here, huh?"

"The old man asked me to go back to Osaka as soon as possible, I'm afraid I have to stay for a few days." Oshida smiled lazily, "Before leaving, come and see how worried the young master Atobe is."

"I'm so sorry, it makes you feel sorry."

Atobe's mouth twitched, and then sneered.

Oshida did not stay for long, and was in a good mood and spread his hands to say goodbye.

Atobe didn't see him off, but waved his hand and went back to his sofa chair. He picked up a document at random, but suddenly he felt dizzy like lightning, and it disappeared in an instant. However, there was a faint pain in his chest that spread along his nerves like an electric shock.

"What's wrong, Atobe?"

Oshitari, who had just walked to the door, turned back immediately, but saw that the corners of the man's mouth twitched violently, his teeth clenched, and his eyebrows frowned for a long time before slowly relaxing.

"It's okay, maybe I'm too tired recently."

Atobe waved his hand, but Oshitari frowned, leaned down to support the table, and looked carefully at his not-so-good face.

"You're not normal, Atobe." He said, "Is it angina? How long has it been?"

"In the past half month, it occasionally happens once or twice, and it's not very serious."

"Come and check it out tomorrow." Oshitari pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his vision was rare and sharp.

Atobe looked at him and laughed: "You think I'm your patient, huh?"

"It won't hurt to be careful." Oshitari snatched the document from his hand and threw it on the desk in annoyance. "I'm on a flight tomorrow afternoon. I'll come as soon as possible in the morning."