In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 287: The stubborn and righteous reporter, the dirty editor-in-chief (please give me a monthly ticket!)
Yota Kitahara, a 27-year-old political reporter at the Tokyo headquarters of the Mainichi Shimbun, is the young reporter who persuaded Hiromasa Murakami last night.

In fact, he had already noticed the rapid development of Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. and was deeply disgusted by the continued growth of this lending company.

Although Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. is a legally operated formal company with low interest rates and non-violent debt collection methods, unlike previous companies such as Takefuji that were hated by everyone, this is precisely what makes it scary.

Ordinary citizens have been deeply persecuted by various loan sharks in the past. In comparison, they feel that Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. is very humane. However, they fail to see that Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. is using a blunt knife to cut their flesh, sucking out all their surplus value.

What we can see is that Hiromasu Murakami committed suicide because he could not pay off his debts. What we cannot see is that countless people like Hiromasu Murakami are being exploited by Nohara Finance.

As a current affairs reporter, Kitahara Yota has a certain sensitivity to social developments. He realizes that if things continue like this, countless citizens will become clients of Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., and big problems will arise.

So after witnessing Murakami Hiroyasu jumping into the river to commit suicide last night, he could no longer remain silent and wrote that report based on the relevant facts he knew.

I thought that such a radical article of mine would be rejected by the editor-in-chief, but I didn't expect that it would not only pass the review and be published in the newspaper, but also become the front-page headline of today.

This strengthened his determination to continue his in-depth investigation into Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. and to continue reporting.

We need to make the world aware of the harm that this company can cause and call on citizens not to borrow money recklessly.

Journalists nowadays still have some moral integrity. In order to uncover certain facts, it is a routine operation for them to conduct in-depth investigations in dangerous places, and they may even lose their lives for it. They are not like the prostitutes in later generations who fabricate news for the sake of traffic.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Kitahara Yota hurriedly left the newspaper headquarters. He was very busy today because he had arranged to interview three people who could not repay their loans from Nohara Finance.

"Hello, are you reporter Kitahara?"

As soon as he got to the car, a middle-aged man who had been waiting there asked with a smile on his face.

"Yes, may I ask who you are..." Kitahara Yota nodded and looked at the middle-aged man with some confusion.

The middle-aged man took out a business card and handed it over.

When Kitahara Yota took it and looked at it, his face immediately darkened. The visitor was a middle-level manager of Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., in charge of public relations.

"Sorry, I have something else to do. Goodbye."

As soon as Kitahara Yota finished speaking, he went to open the car door.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man pushed the car door back open and said, "The reporter from Beiyuan seems to be biased against our company. I think as a reporter, I should at least ensure that my position is fair and just. In that case, why not listen to our side? There's nothing to lose, right?"

"Where shall we go to chat?" Kitahara Yota asked.

The middle-aged man opened the door of a Toyota sedan next to him and said, "I know a good teahouse."

Kitahara Yota hesitated for a moment and finally got in the car.

About ten minutes later, the two arrived at a teahouse in Chiyoda Ward. Because the middle-aged man had made a reservation in advance, he was taken into a private room after signing up.

"Please say whatever you want to say. I still have to interview others." Kitahara Yota urged as soon as they sat down.

The middle-aged man calmly brewed tea and said in a calm tone: "Reporter Beiyuan, it is only natural to pay back debts. Do you agree with this? Our company's procedures are legal, the interest rate is legal, and we did not force customers to borrow money. If they can't pay back the money and want to commit suicide, is this also our responsibility?"

He felt that their company was really wronged.

"Does legal mean right?" Kitahara Yota asked back, very hostilely: "The economy is in a downturn, a large number of people are unemployed, and when they lose their source of income, the only way out is borrowing. You don't have to force them, they will take the initiative to borrow. If it weren't for you, they would have nowhere to borrow and would naturally not be in debt and commit suicide in despair under collection."

"The reporter from Beiyuan is too extreme. It's as ridiculous as saying that if someone buys a knife and kills someone, then the seller is also responsible. Should we ban the sale of knives for this reason?" The middle-aged man shook his head and then changed the subject, "Besides, if we hadn't helped them in their time of need, they might have committed suicide long ago instead of waiting for debt collection to cause them to commit suicide."

"Even if we take a step back, how many people have committed suicide due to debt collection and the pressure? Murakami Hiroki is just an exception! Aren't most people fine? We even provide them with a job!"

"Reporter Beiyuan, I hope you will stop reporting on this immediately. Your reports are full of subjective opinions and are not entirely true. They have affected our company's reputation and operations..."

"You can sue me." Kitahara Yota interrupted.

The middle-aged man's breathing suddenly stagnated. After a moment of silence, he said, "Reporter Beiyuan, why are you so stubborn? There are so many news reports, why do you have to focus on us? How about this, as long as you are willing to show some mercy, we are willing to show our sincerity."

Bribing journalists.

This is a routine operation among businessmen and politicians.

"If I were one of those guys who could be bribed by you, this report wouldn't have appeared this morning." Kitahara Yota finished speaking, picked up the tea and took a sip, "It tastes good, I'll leave first."

As he stood up, he took out his share of the tea money and slapped it on the table, then strode away.

"Bagayalu! If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"

Looking at the other person's back as he left, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and cursed, and put the teacup in his hand heavily on the table, splashing a few drops of scalding tea.

He took out his phone and called Nohara Ito.

"President, we failed. Kitahara Yota is a stubborn guy who won't listen to any persuasion or persuasion."

"What a stubborn young man." Nohara Ito sighed and said, "Come back first."

She planned to personally visit the top management of the Daily News to resolve the matter. There must be no more reports targeting their company tomorrow, otherwise other media outlets that were watching the wind direction would follow suit.

Many media and journalists know that Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. has a complicated background and is deeply involved, so they are reluctant to report on their related matters. Now the Mainichi Shimbun has fired the first shot. If they can't shut up the Mainichi Shimbun, then at the latest the day after tomorrow, other media will follow suit.

Once all media outlets report it extensively, public opinion will be formed. Even if you pay some media outlets to do positive coverage to clarify the matter, the people behind Nohara Finance will not want the situation to escalate, which is not the effect they want.

After all, Nohara Financial Corporation has huge problems behind the scenes and cannot afford to be investigated in detail. Once someone finds out that they colluded with multiple banks to embezzle national savings for lending, there will be a bloodbath.

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That evening, Nohara Ito used her connections to arrange a dinner appointment with the editor-in-chief of the Mainichi Shimbun, Igawa Aomatsu.

"Editor-in-Chief Igawa, it's our first meeting. Please take care of me." After Nohara Iren walked into the private room, she closed the door behind her and bowed slightly to Igawa Aomatsu as a greeting.

Igawa Aomatsu, who is over fifty, has thinning hair, with only a few strands left on his forehead. He looked at Nohara Ito with lustful eyes and said, "I didn't expect President Nohara to be so beautiful. With such thin shoulders, she can support the size of Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. She is really as good as a man. I admire you. Please take a seat."

Nohara Iren didn't dress up specially, she didn't even change her clothes. She only wore a black suit, but because of her pretty face and good figure, she exuded the scent of a young woman, which was enough to captivate people.

It made the old man Jingchuan Qingsong feel dry in the mouth.

"Editor-in-Chief Jingchuan, thank you for your compliment." Women are very sensitive to men's gazes. Nohara Ito has become accustomed to the lustful look in men's eyes when they look at her. She sat down calmly, "Editor-in-Chief, do you have any opinions about us?"

Jingchuan Qingsong didn't expect the other party's words to be so direct and aggressive. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion: "What did you come up with? I didn't even know you before, so where does your opinion come from?"

"Then why do you have to trouble a little girl like me?" Nohara Yiren said resentfully.

Igawa Seimatsu shook his head. "President Nohara is wrong. As a media outlet, we only strive to report the truth to the public. How can we say we are looking for trouble?"

"But the fact is that it has caused trouble for our company." Nohara Ito sighed and picked up the wine glass and said, "Editor-in-Chief Igawa, I am just a poor man working for someone else. I hope you can show some mercy for this reason. I will definitely reward you handsomely."

I have someone behind me, so you can decide for yourself.

Igawa Aomatsu knew that the Hikokawa family was behind Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., so he had no intention of holding on to it, as that would not do him any good.

The reason for allowing the article to be published was, firstly, to grab a wave of traffic, and secondly, to notify Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. to quickly send money to settle the matter and take the opportunity to make a profit.

Many media outlets often do this, but the volume of daily news is large enough and the background is strong enough, so the targets of their covert blackmail are also large companies.

However, after seeing Nohara Ito, he had some other ideas. He wanted the money, and he wanted the person too.

Jingchuan Qingsong stared at Nohara Yiren without moving his eyes, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then said with a smile: "Let's not talk about business while eating, so as not to affect our appetite. If President Nohara really wants to talk about this, why don't we go to my house after we have eaten and drunk enough and talk over tea?"

At his age, Jill has entered a long-term dormant state, and there are not many women who can still make him have this kind of impulse, so every time he meets one, he has to find ways to get her and have sex with her.

"Editor-in-Chief Igawa, please respect yourself." Nohara Yiren heard his hint, and became angry, her pretty face turned cold.

Being rejected, Igawa Qingsong felt embarrassed and a little angry. "I just invited President Nohara to my home for tea. What's wrong with that? President Nohara doesn't think I want to take advantage of you, right? That's ridiculous. That's too sensitive. Thank you for your hospitality. I'll take my leave first."

He's anxious, he's anxious.

He snorted coldly, threw away the wine glass and left.

You stinky bitch, why are you pretending to be a pure and innocent girl in front of me!
He took two steps and then stopped again, saying in a gloomy tone, "Kitahara Yota is a righteous young man with great ideas. I admire him very much. Exposing the truth to the people is the purpose of the Mainichi News! We don't need Chairman Nohara to tell us what to report."

As one of the leading newspapers in Japan, the Mainichi Shimbun has great influence, a strong background, and has always been on the left. Since it dared to publish Kitahara Yota's article, it is not afraid of Nohara Financial Co., Ltd.

"Wait." Nohara Ito suddenly called him.

Igawa Qingsong curled the corner of his mouth. He knew that this woman could not bear the consequences. As long as she was threatened by him, she would definitely choose to compromise helplessly.

After all, she is not a virgin, so it doesn't matter who has sex with her.
He smiled and slowly turned around, speaking with the attitude of a winner, "President Nohara..."

“Splash!” Nohara Iren picked up the wine glass and splashed it directly on his face, saying in a cold voice: “You are already old but still horny. Do you think you can use your lower body? Let me help you calm down, you disgraceful bastard!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she put down her wine glass, picked up her bag, and left with a cold face, slamming the door without looking back.

Don't say she doesn't want to go to bed with that old man.

There was no way Aoyama Hidenobu would be willing to do this, and she knew very well that her body did not belong to her but to Aoyama Hidenobu, so naturally she would not agree to this.

What the hell are these pure-stream literati? They are all low-class people who talk a lot about morality but are actually full of filth!

A glass of wine was poured on him.

Igawa Aomatsu did not calm down.

Instead, he became even more angry and stood there with his old bones shaking with anger. As the editor-in-chief of the Mainichi Shimbun, he was a well-known figure in Japan.

He is a highly respected person in the literary circle.

When have you ever been treated so rudely?

"Baga! Bitch! You're in big trouble!"

(End of this chapter)