Chapter 505: Choice
There was also wailing in the trading hall of Toyo Securities at this moment.
The sudden jump in stock prices when the market opened in the morning made everyone cheer.
However, in less than half an hour, the situation took a turn for the worse.
First, the stock prices of companies with little reputation began to fall, and then companies represented by financial securities also began to fall.
The sporadic flashes of green gradually dyed the entire electronic screen green.
The Nikkei index, which represents the stock market, also plummeted from its peak of nearly 40,000 points.
The Nikkei Index can be simply understood as the average stock price of more than 100 listed companies, which is calculated as a reference.
These companies are representative enterprises in various fields, including electronic technology, raw materials, heavy industry, finance, agriculture, etc.
There are also many companies under Shirakawa Holdings that are within the reference range of the Nikkei Index, such as Shirakawa Electric, Daiei, Tokuma Shoten, and Guide Toys.
It can be said that the Nikkei index can represent the general situation of the entire Japanese stock market, and its downward trend basically represents the overall collapse of the stock market.
"Sell quickly! Sell quickly! Sell everything!" A customer in the hall grabbed the collar of a customer service staff of Toyo Securities and shook him hard.
"What the hell is going on?! Why is the stock market falling?!"
"Red deer! They are all red deer! The people in the Ministry of Finance are all red deer!"
Roaring, crying, and cursing instantly flooded into Ono's ears who had just run here.
Her chest heaving, she stared blankly at the chaotic scene in the hall, not knowing what to do.
“A society where working people can’t afford to buy a house even if they work hard all their lives is not right.”
Suddenly, the news playing on another TV wall attracted Ono's attention. She knew the person on TV.
The new president of the Bank of Japan, Yasushi Mieno.
"The BOJ will stick to its tightening path and work to lower Japan's inflation rate.
Only by raising interest rates can we curb speculation in the financial market and return the economy to its proper level.
Only in this way can wage earners afford to buy houses and reap the rewards of their hard work.
Therefore, in March, the Bank of Japan will implement its first interest rate hike in 2019.”
"Bastard!" An angry roar sounded not far from Ono.
However, before she could turn her head, there was a loud "bang" and Xiaoye screamed subconsciously.
When I came to my senses, the TV in front of me had become the same as the one in Takeda's office.
"The people in the Ministry of Finance and the Bank of Japan are all crazy! They want to drag the entire Neon industry down with them!"
The shouts that came one after another made Ono realize that the scene just now was not an illusion of Takeda-san.
Everything is true, Japan’s stock market has collapsed~!
Ono's face turned pale and he hesitated and wanted to turn back.
Ding ding dong~ding ding dong~ding ding~ding ding dong
Along with the sound of music, I felt a vibration in my pocket. I touched it and realized it was my cell phone ringing.
"Moshimoshi?" Ono answered cautiously.
"Ono, what's the situation?"
"Mr. Takeda, next..." Ono suddenly didn't know how to answer him.
"I understand." Takeda closed his eyes in pain.
After a long while, just when Ono thought that the other party forgot to hang up the phone, Takeda's fluctuating voice came from the receiver again.
"Has the payment been made for the subscription contract just signed with Industrial Bank?" He held his breath and waited quietly for Ono's reply.
"The Finance Department always gives priority to your order, so the Industrial Bank has already sent you a receipt ten minutes ago."
Takeda bit his teeth hard, and veins on his neck bulged because he used too much force.
"What is the current stock price of Industrial Bank?" Takeda struggled for a while before asking another question.
Ono turned his head and looked at the big screen behind him. The constantly refreshing electronic screen soon jumped to the page with Industrial Bank.
But after seeing the number clearly, she opened her mouth and uttered a number with some difficulty.
"It's...almost down to 10,000 yen."
Clang! The sound of something heavy falling to the ground came from the receiver of the mobile phone.
"Mr. Takeda, are you okay?!" Ono grabbed the phone and asked nervously.
"Phew~ It's okay. Xiaoye, can you help me ask if Yamaga Securities has signed our transfer contract? Go quickly!"
Takeda's voice was intermittent, until the last sentence it seemed as if he shouted it out with all his strength.
"Hai~!" Ono hurriedly ran to the marketing department again.
Although she didn't know why Takeda-san was so concerned about this contract, her intuition told her that it was very important to the latter.
In the office upstairs, Takeda slumped on the floor, his back against the desk, breathing heavily.
It’s over, it’s all over~!
All the savings that I had worked hard for most of my life were wiped out in just one morning.
Billions of yen! This is a fortune that was earned through countless ventures in the stock market.
In order to increase his profits, he even mortgaged his house and borrowed a large sum of money from the bank.
He also threw this money into the stock market.
As a result... thinking of the dazzling green, Takeda felt dizzy again.
As an industry insider, he is well aware of the stock market crash like today.
Even if he puts it up for sale at a low price now, no one will buy it.
How could he not understand the principle of buying when prices rise and selling when prices fall?
If my predictions are correct, the stock market is probably in the midst of a sell-off right now.
It's too late. It's too late.
The remaining stocks in his hands could not fill the huge loss in any way.
However, the most fatal thing is not these stocks, but the contract that he just signed.
As Industrial Bank's stock price plummets, the financial bonds it issued this time are bound to encounter difficulties.
In the event of a market crash, the most likely outcome is that very few of the 780 billion bonds will be sold.
The stock price of more than 30,000 yuan plummeted to around 10,000 yuan. Under such circumstances, who would still buy the wealth management products of Industrial Bank?
Even those wealthy big banks wouldn't dare to act recklessly, right?
However, this contract was signed privately under his own leadership, which means that the money was paid directly without going through any internal meeting or discussion at Toyo Securities.
According to the original plan, Takeda would buy the Industrial Bank's bonds in the name of Toyo Securities and then transfer them to Yamaga Securities.
This is similar to a bridge loan between banks. For each completed transaction, Takeda charges a certain fee.
This was not the first time he had done such a thing, and he had made a lot of money just from the handling fees.
However, no matter how high the handling fees are, they cannot match the amount of funds misappropriated by the bridge loan itself.
Now the only thing Takeda can pray for is that Yamaga Securities is quick enough to complete the verbal agreement.
Beep beep beep
The vibrating sound of the cell phone woke up the anxious Takeda.
As if he had grabbed the last straw, Takeda quickly answered the phone while trembling.
"Moshimoshi?"
"Takeda-san, the Finance Department has not received the payment receipt from Yamaga Securities.
I just contacted Sato-san again, and he..."
"How is he?! Did he say anything? Is he still going through the internal process?"
Before Ono could finish speaking, Takeda immediately asked a series of questions.
"He..." Ono's voice seemed to be hesitant, but he finally answered honestly, "He didn't answer the phone."
With a click, the phone slipped straight from Takeda's hand and finally made a crisp sound after hitting the floor.
Takeda's vision went dark and he collapsed to the ground, "Asshole... this asshole..."
As the president of a company, Sang has no credibility at all.
However...what can I do? If I tell others about this verbal agreement, no one will believe it, right?
Takeda, whose spine seemed to have been taken out, lay on the ground unable to move. The pain in his chest caused beads of sweat the size of soybeans to appear on his forehead.
After trying several times, he slowly got up from the ground. However, the number of 80 billion was like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
How should he explain to society? Such a large sum of money would be enough for him to spend the rest of his life in prison, right?
And the billions lost in the stock market...
Nothing, nothing.
Takeda, with a dead expression on his face, suddenly glanced at a photo on the table.
That was his daughter, who was not even eight years old. Her bright smile brought a little life back to Takeda's stiff face.
No, Michiko still has a lot of good life to experience.
I can't let her spend the rest of her life in endless debt and displacement.
With a hint of cruelty in his eyes, Takeda struggled to get up and sat down at the desk.
He found a piece of white paper and wrote something on it with his head down.
After a few minutes, the writing was completed and the white paper was folded and stuffed into a kraft paper envelope.
Along with it were photos on the table, a deposit slip and a check in his pocket.
After finishing all this and sealing the envelope, when he was about to get up, Takeda suddenly lay on the table and burst into tears again.
Although I have made up my mind, I just can't say goodbye when it comes to leaving.
He quietly took his hand away from the phone; he couldn't dial the number at home.
After standing up and tidying up his clothes, Takeda dialed another internal line.
After saying a few words casually, he sat in the office and waited quietly.
Knock knock knock, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Please come in~" Takeda said with a hoarse voice, sitting there motionless.
"Mr. Takeda, this is what you wanted." Ono came up to him in silence.
The office was in such a mess that she spoke in a much lower voice.
"Thank you." Takeda Furui nodded calmly and took the document from Ono's hand.
Before the other person turned around, he raised the manila envelope in his hand again.
"Please help me send this package~"
Ono was stunned for a moment, but quickly took it and nodded.
"Hai!"
"Go ahead"
After bowing, Ono carefully left the office.
She always felt that something was wrong with Takeda-san, but she couldn't tell what it was.
However, when he thought of the suffering outside, Ono felt relieved.
This is arguably the darkest day for the Japanese stock market. It is normal for everyone to look uneasy.
The office returned to silence again, with Takeda being the only one sitting there.
He had his back to the window, his face buried in the shadows and his expression could not be discerned.
The motionless figure makes time seem to be paused.
Until a sigh was heard and time began to flow again.
After buttoning up his shirt and smoothing his cuffs, Takeda took the 80 billion contract and entered the elevator alone.
He raised his slightly trembling fingers and finally pressed the top number key.
