Tokyo, 1991: Starting as a bank clerk.

This was the pager number that Chihaya Yuri left for her.

At this moment, in addition to seeking help from Mitsubishi Bank, another major bank of the Miyazawa Group needs to get involved.

Otherwise, Keiko Miyazawa would see no hope of winning.

……

At the same time.

Inside the coffee shop across from Sumitomo Bank, Kiryu Yaya and his two companions were waiting for news of the meeting.

This is an old-fashioned tea shop located on a street corner.

Wooden tables and chairs, brass chandeliers, and a layer of fog covering the glass windows.

Outside is the silent and imposing Sumitomo Bank headquarters building, but inside, the warm aroma of coffee and freshly baked bread fills the air.

None of the three people sitting by the window touched their coffee.

Masakazu Yamada glanced at his watch.

9:17.

"We've been inside for almost twenty minutes."

Chihaya Yuri didn't say anything, but simply flattened the sticky note with the Sumitomo switchboard number and pager number on it again.

Kiryu Yaya's gaze fell on the direction of the seventh floor of Sumitomo Bank, his expression calm.

But in the very next second...

Drip, drip, drip.

Chapter 63 Risk Note

The small pager on the corner of the table suddenly vibrated and started ringing.

All three people's eyes fell on it at the same time.

Chihaya Yuri reached for the pager, glanced at the screen, and her face immediately darkened.

"Sumitomo's main switchboard number, followed by 'Urgent'."

Keiko Miyazawa really breathed a sigh of relief.

This indicates that the situation inside had deteriorated to the point that even she couldn't bear it anymore.

Masakazu Yamada immediately stood up.

"Telephone."

There are public telephones over there at the counter.

Kiryu Yaya had already walked over, taken out ten coins from his pocket, inserted them, and dialed.

The phone rang twice, then I answered it.

"Sumitomo Bank Main Branch Switchboard".

"This is Kiryu Yaya from the Financial Review Department of Mitsubishi Bank Osaka Branch. Ms. Miyazawa just called this number from your bank's front desk. Please transfer me to the front desk on her floor immediately, or ask Ms. Miyazawa to answer the phone."

There was a noticeable pause on the other end of the line.

Mitsubishi Bank.

Sumitomo Bank.

At times like this, it's already quite alarming if someone from another company calls the switchboard.

However, upon hearing that the call was an emergency call, the other party still quickly transferred the call according to procedure.

The next second, a very low voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Kiryu-kun, it's me."

"Speak the key."

"Miyazawa also brought all the group's directors. The purpose was obvious: either I should sign a document acknowledging my uncle as the sole financial contact, or they should discuss my eligibility as president on the grounds of hindering the group's stability."

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly breathing erratically.

But Keiko Miyazawa has done a great job.

A woman in her early twenties who had just taken over the family business less than a month ago was surrounded by Sumitomo Bank, her uncle, and the board of directors—a situation that was not easy to handle.

Kiryu Yaya lowered his voice and asked the most crucial question:

Did you sign, stamp, or verbally agree on the spot?

"not yet."

"Very good, listen up."

Kiryu Yaya spoke very quickly, yet his speech was perfectly organized:

“Go back to the meeting room now. You don’t need to argue with them about the details.”

"Miyazawa Hara, this is an open strategy. You definitely can't hold on by yourself. Try to buy some time while we think of something."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then, Keiko Miyazawa's voice regained its composure.

"I understand."

At this moment, apart from Kiryu Yaya, she had no one else she could trust.

The phone hangs up.

Kiryu Yaya put the receiver back, turned around and said:

"Section Chief, we can't wait any longer."

Masakazu Yamada had already stood up straight.

“I have heard you.”

He looked at Kiryu Yaya and asked:

"Kiryu, what are you going to do?"

Kiryu Yaya paused for a moment, then looked at Yamada Masakazu and Chihaya Yuri:

"Section Chief, contact the branch immediately and send a letter to Sumitomo Bank. We absolutely must attend this briefing."

"This is no longer just a family matter for the Miyazawa family; it's a debt war between Mitsubishi Bank and Sumitomo Bank."

Masakazu Yamada hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"Since Sumitomo Bank is unethical, then we, Mitsubishi Bank, cannot be blamed for being unjust."

"The extension of Rokko's reign must be stopped!"

As he spoke, he immediately instructed Chihaya Yuri:

"Chihaya! Contact the branch manager."

"Have the General Affairs Department prepare faxes and emergency notification texts."

"clear."

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Chihaya Yuri turned around and went to the counter to borrow a phone.

The call was answered quickly, and she said:

"Branch manager, it's me, Chihaya."

“The situation has changed. Ms. Miyazawa has confirmed that Sumitomo Bank is pressuring her, under the guise of a Rokko extension briefing, to acknowledge Miyazawa as the sole financial contact and to implicitly agree that the group will continue to support the Rokko project.”

"Kiryu judged that Sumitomo was using meeting minutes to solidify Miyazawahara's authority and the main family's attitude."

"We recommend that, as our bank's major creditor bank, we immediately issue a formal risk notification to Sumitomo's main store and request a suspension of the meeting."

There was less than two seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Matsumoto Takahiro's voice came through, crisp and calm:

"I see."

"Go to Sumitomo main store immediately."

"I'll have the general affairs department prepare a fax. Send the risk notification over within five minutes."

"Yes."

Chihaya Yuri hung up the phone and looked at the two of them.

"The branch manager agreed."

Masakazu Yamada immediately grabbed his briefcase.

"Walk."

……

9:23 AM.