Chapter 129: Strange Man
At a quarter past three in the afternoon, a man in his fifties, pulling a suitcase in his left hand and a suitcase in his right hand, appeared at the front desk of Hard Gold Capital Corporation.
After a short exchange with the receptionist, he was let in to the company. The suitcase he was dragging with both hands made a sound of hard plastic wheels rubbing on the ground.
Although the man attracted some people’s attention, he walked straight into the president’s office without looking down. He loosened the lever in his hand, causing both suitcases to stand up.
Masayoshi Kishimoto, who was sitting on the top of his office chair and looking at the computer screen, was interrupted by this uninvited guest. He saw the luxury logo on the other person’s clothes, and didn’t show any unnecessary enthusiasm.
Masayoshi Kishimoto didn’t ask, “Who are you looking for?” or “What is it? He just looked at the other person in silence.
The strange man lowered the left suitcase first, placed it flat on the ground, and with the sound of a zipper being unzipped, he flipped open the lid of the suitcase, and a suitcase full of banknotes appeared.
Afterwards, he made the same action of putting down the upright suitcase on the right side, placing it flat on the ground, unzipping the zipper, and then opening the cover, and another box full of cash was reflected in people’s eyes.
Masayoshi Kishimoto didn’t let a smile appear on his face just because he saw the money, and immediately asked someone to make tea for the other party. He still looked impassive.
“Here are two hundred million yen. I want you to help me with my investment and finance.” The man said as he gestured the cash inside the two suitcases with his right hand, left and right.
Justice Kishimoto wouldn’t bother to suspect that the cash in front of him was counterfeit. The good thing about yen banknotes was that there were almost no counterfeits, on the one hand, the technical level of printing banknotes was really high, on the other hand, the yen banknotes had a unique and high-priced pigment added to them that was only produced in Japan.
As a result, the cost has also risen, even the cost of government-issued banknotes and the face value of the banknotes are almost to the point of 1:1. If one were to make counterfeit yen banknotes, what else would be profitable?
Is it really possible that, in order to realize the sentiment of people making counterfeit banknotes, investing 100 million yen in the cost of real banknotes into it can only produce 80 million yen in counterfeit banknotes?
In addition, the Japanese police crackdown on counterfeit currency is so strong that even selling genuine banknotes with special serial numbers on the Internet is considered a criminal offense.
Masayoshi Kishimoto naturally would not accept money from an unknown source. He was not willing to get involved in the trouble of money laundering and said, “Who introduced you to me?”
The man took the initiative to walk to the chair opposite him, pulled it open and then sat down directly, “Your Taito district’s branch chairman, Fujiwara Ryuuya.”
“And what is your profession?” Justice Kishimoto didn’t stop there, and continued to ask nonchalantly.
“Is this necessary to ask?” The man crossed his legs in front of him and asked rhetorically.
“If you were to go through a regular commercial bank for this money you’re making investments with, I naturally wouldn’t ask. Before this, you have never met. Nowadays, you are placing 200 million yen in cash here with me, how can you make me feel at ease?”
Masayoshi Kishimoto spoke in a rather tactful and euphemistic manner, the implication being that if this money of yours is some kind of black money, dirty money, or other unseemly money, it will not do.
The man laughed a little and said, “We are not exactly strangers. When you were small, I even hugged you!”
Of course, Justice Kishimoto would not believe his side of the story and said, “Since you are a friend of my late father and a friend of our branch president, it is logical that I should not refuse you. However, you have to come up with solid proof of your innocent identity!”
The man saw that he didn’t completely believe him just because of his empty words and said, “Even if the words I said are false, it doesn’t prevent some of this money from being real!”
“I am a regular and legal investment company here, not the kind of underground money bank responsible for money laundering. If you have other needs, then find another place.” Masayoshi Kishimoto calmly said.
“But there’s 200 million yen in cash here.” The man intentionally stated the figure saying.
“I’m sorry, our minimum threshold for investment here is 1 billion yen. This 200 million yen of yours isn’t enough, it’s still 800 million yen short of ticking the minimum threshold criteria for our investment.” Masayoshi Kishimoto deliberately raised the minimum threshold of 100 million yen for investment tenfold and said.
The man did not show a single star of panic at all. He didn’t even use the effort of contemplating for a moment, and calmly took out a cash checkbook from inside the inner pocket of his jacket.
“Can I borrow a pen?” The man said with a slight smile.
Masayoshi Kishimoto raised his hand to indicate the signing pen sitting on top of his desk, “Feel free.”
After he finished writing, he put down the pen in his hand, and with his right hand, he tore a check from the top of the checkbook and pushed it in front of Masayoshi Kishimoto with two fingers pressed against it.
Masayoshi Kishimoto picked up the cash check and glanced at it, 2.8 billion yen. If he added the 200 million yen in cash that he had personally brought, it was exactly three billion yen.
The issuing bank of this cash check was the Bank of Mitsubishi, which meant that there was no question about the source of the money. Even if there was, it should be the Bank of Mitsubishi taking responsibility, not himself.
“Now, there isn’t any problem!” The man laughed again and said.
“I’m sure you should have other requests.” Masayoshi Kishimoto slowly put down the cash check in his hand and said.
“Make sure to keep my identity a secret while keeping this investment of mine relevant and necessary. Regardless of whether this investment is a profit or a loss, you only need to tell me.
The money will remain with you. If I need anything, I will inform you separately. My specific contact information will then be sent to your personal cell phone by text message.” The man spoke in a cloudy manner.
“No problem. As for the contract, we still need to sign it.” Justice Kishimoto couldn’t help but go through one of the established procedures said.
“Just do as you say.” The strange man said with equanimity.
On one side, Masayoshi Kishimoto took the phone to call Ota Feitsugu and asked her to ask Kato Rumiko to serve tea, while on the other side, he was full of curiosity about this strange and mysterious man in front of him.
In his mind, he thought that since the other party had hugged himself as a child and knew the branch chairman, it meant that he might also be one of the people who had fucked Pachinko.
However, how come he hadn’t seen this person before? On second thought, even if he hadn’t seen him before, it would still be normal. There were more than 20,000 pachinko parlors in all of Japan.
Although there was no lack of one person owning N stores, there were also a large number of members. Even if a general meeting is held and all the practitioners are present, it is unlikely that all of them will be recognized by themselves.
Not to mention that it has always been a separate event for each city. Even if there was some big event happening, it would be the chapter president who would represent a district or a city.
Before he withdrew from the pachinko business, he himself belonged to the role of a small transparent member, so it wasn’t surprising that he didn’t recognize his peers from out of town.