I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

"Based on visual estimation from before."

"You're going to give me an estimate by sight? I'll show you what an estimate by sight, estimate my foot!"

"Hiss... How can I know you're better, Xuanqi, without seeing it? Your child's nutrition will be guaranteed in the future."

"Protect you my foot."

"Xuanqi, is your terrible temper something you were born with or something you ate?"

"Da Lei, you're not kidding me. You can touch me all you want, but you keep talking about it, huh?"

"Then I'll shut up."

"If you want to die, rub it again."

"I was wrong."

……

The following morning, in Ginza, Chuo Ward, Tokyo.

Kobayashi Yoshimi, holding a coffee cup in one hand and a briefcase in the other, walked briskly out of the elevator with her chest out and head held high, not forgetting to check her makeup and clothing as she passed the glass curtain wall.

In the banking industry of an island nation where the male-to-female ratio is as high as 10 to 1, she was able to join the elite department of the Tokyo branch of Hayashi International Bank at a young age. Her excellent business skills and outstanding appearance always made her the center of attention.

Today, Kobayashi Yoshimi walked into the sales department, but she didn't receive the attention she usually does.

Several colleagues gathered around the blinds, peering out through the gaps and discussing something.

"What are you looking at? Go back to work." The middle-aged section chief in a suit walked out of the office and scolded the group as he passed by.

"Xiaolin, come with me." The section chief tapped on the corner of Xiaolin's beautiful desk.

Kobayashi Yoshimi, who had just sat down, quickly followed the other person.

The two arrived on the first floor, and Kobayashi Yoshimi noticed that the management of each department were moving towards the door. Everyone had a serious expression, as if something big was about to happen.

……

216. Bankruptcy Crisis at Tokyo Branch

"Section Chief, what's this?" Kobayashi Yoshimi asked in a low voice, looking at the middle-aged man in front of her.

"A big shot from headquarters is coming, and he's also the head of this special inspection team. In short, don't ask any more questions," the section chief instructed, turning his head slightly.

Kobayashi Yoshimi vaguely understood something.

Recently, Onshu Hotel, a major loan client of the Tokyo branch, suffered severe losses. Just then, the Financial Services Agency launched an investigation into the Tokyo branch, and Onshu was designated as a de facto bankrupt company. The Tokyo branch had to prepare a huge reserve of up to hundreds of billions of yen, which was simply impossible to do in a short period of time.

This crisis alarmed headquarters in China, and rumors circulated that headquarters suspected serious dereliction of duty by senior management at the branch...

As Kobayashi Yoshimi reminisced, she and her section chief arrived at the branch's main entrance.

The branch's management team has assembled and lined up according to their positions.

Kobayashi Yoshimi stood silently at the end of the line. Japan is a society that values ​​seniority, and in her mind, barring any unforeseen circumstances, she would become one of the people standing at the very front of the line in thirty years.

But at this moment, those middle-aged people who usually decide on deals worth billions or tens of billions with a wave of their hand are all bowing their heads in the same direction, as if their power and status in front of entrepreneurs have vanished.

Kobayashi Yoshimi held her breath, eager to know what kind of important person was about to arrive.

A row of black luxury cars slowly drove up from a distance and stopped in front of the gate.

The first to get out of the car were the cold-faced bodyguards in black, who quickly stood around with their hands behind their backs.

The back door of a car opened, and a young woman with a bun hairstyle and dressed in a formal suit stepped out. The woman had beautiful features and a graceful demeanor, just like a well-bred lady.

She quickly walked to the back car and opened the door.

Anyone could tell that the young woman was probably a secretary or something similar, and the real big shot was about to appear.

Kobayashi Yoshimi and all the management team held their breath.

Stepping out of the car amidst everyone's gaze was an excessively young man. His striking features were enough to make any woman who met his eyes scream. He wore silver-rimmed glasses, and his tall, straight figure, accentuated by a dark suit, exuded a sense of power, unlike some pampered rich kids who were all bark and no bite.

The smiling young man exudes a complex charm that is both sincere and approachable, yet also intellectual. Even men would be involuntarily captivated by his aura if they made eye contact with him unintentionally.

This handsome young man stepped out of the car, turned his head and bowed slightly, his strong arm hanging in front of him.

Then, a pair of long, slender legs encased in black pantyhose stepped onto the ground in high heels.

Then a fair little hand rested on the boy's arm, and he stood up with the help of it.

A girl with cascading black hair and flawless features swept her gaze lazily over the crowd, her brows furrowed with an undeniable air of arrogance. She held her chin high, seemingly disregarding everyone present.

The girl yawned, and the boy beside her draped her long coat over her shoulders. She strode forward without looking at anyone, her majestic demeanor like a queen surveying her territory.

Led by several managing directors from the Tokyo branch who knew the girl, the entire management team bowed in unison.

The girl walked through the crowd of people bowing to her on both sides and led them into the bank building.

……

At Lin Xuanqi's request, Cheng Fei simply followed the girl and observed.

He finally managed to figure out from the fragmented conversation why the directors were so cautious around Lin Xuanqi, with worry and fear flashing in their eyes from time to time.

In short, Lin Xuanqi came on behalf of Madam Lin to demand an explanation. The Tokyo branch had been performing poorly for several years and had recently made a huge blunder, nearly going bankrupt without the support of headquarters.

While Cheng Fei might offer some opinions on stock investments, he knew absolutely nothing about internal management, so he remained silent throughout.

Because of the supervisory team badge he wore around his neck, the branch staff treated him with the utmost respect and gave him special treatment during breaks in various meetings, which he was happy to enjoy watching from the sidelines.

This situation lasted for two days. In addition to the banks, the managing director of Ansu Hotel, which triggered the bankruptcy crisis, also appeared. Cheng Fei didn't listen carefully to what Lin Xuanqi was discussing with these people.

Out of sheer boredom, he sat down and read through all the documents the inspection team had gathered, learning some details.

The managing director of Ansu and a managing director at the bank are husband and wife.

It seems that because of this relationship, the bank gave the hotel multiple loans, both overt and covert, that were not in compliance with regulations. In the end, the company collapsed, dragging the bank down with it.

Cheng Fei initially treated it as just a story, until the boy noticed that the hotel's managing director was named Kato Yoshiko, and that she was remarried to the bank's managing director, Kato Kai.

The investigation revealed that Yoshiko Kato's original surname was Nagasaki, and she has a daughter named Nagasaki Asuna, who is sixteen years old this year.

Cheng Fei sent a WeChat message to the tea ceremony teacher.

"Nana, if I may ask, is your mother's name Kato Yoshiko?"

"Hey, how did Cheng Fei know?"

"I happened to see it while I was working at the bank with Lin Xuanqi."

"so"

Seeing that the other side had no intention of talking, Cheng Fei put down his phone, leaned closer to Ye Shuang who was also completely uninvolved, covered his mouth and said, "Master Ye, what's your opinion on that woman actually having connections with the yakuza?"

His gaze fell on Kato Yoshiko, a middle-aged woman who was smiling and talking to the inspector, while Lin Xuanqi next to her seemed a little impatient.

"There's nothing to comment on. Yakuza is legal in Japan." Ye Shuang said indifferently, seemingly even more indifferent than Cheng Fei.

On the third day, Lin Xuanqi went to the bank later than the previous two days, and Ye Shuang's car broke away from the convoy halfway there.

As usual, there were inquiries and meetings. This time, Lin Xuanqi went directly to sit next to Cheng Fei, pretending to be indifferent, and watched as her supervisors, the bank, and the hotel engaged in a war of words.

"Xuanqi, what's the situation now?" Cheng Fei asked, leaning closer to her without making a sound.

"These two refuse to tell the truth and want me to clean up their mess." Lin Xuanqi crossed her arms and chuckled coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

"what?"

"They suggested I inject capital into the hotel so that I could thwart the Financial Services Agency's decision and the banks wouldn't have to provide reserves," Lin Xuanqi said with a hint of sarcasm.

"So what do you plan to do?" Cheng Fei asked.

“Investing capital is a pipe dream. The Lin family can still come up with a reserve fund. I want these two people to go to jail.” Lin Xuanqi narrowed her eyes.

"I support you."

"The problem now is that an original set of accounts that could serve as evidence is missing. According to the person below, it was likely taken home and hidden by these two. I've already sent Xiao Shuang with people from the Financial Bureau to track them down. Now we just need to keep an eye on them." Lin Xuanqi coldly stared at the people in the meeting.

……

217. Ai Kato

"Seriously, it's not like he's going to jail or sink in Tokyo Bay," Cheng Fei said casually.

“After all, this isn’t Academy City,” Lin Xuanqi replied casually.

"so."

When the conversation ended, Lin Xuanqi came to her senses and paused for a moment. She glanced at the boy next to her and noticed that he was yawning with his hand on his chin, seemingly just tired from the meeting.

The girl lowered her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the floor, and fell silent.

After taking a phone call outside, Yoshiko Kato seemed to realize Lin Xuanqi's intentions. The smile on her face vanished, and her eyes turned resentful.

Lin Xuanqi was just waiting for Ye Shuang to bring the accounts, which would confirm the collusion between the Kato couple. The girl propped her chin on one hand, crossed one leg, and stared at the person opposite her with a confident smile.

Kato Kai was a kind-looking man. He sat upright with a blank expression. Only when his eyes met Kato Yoshiko's occasionally would one subtly sense that he was not as honest as he appeared.

Kato Kai remained unmoved in front of the inspection team, seemingly certain that the accounts could not be found. He used his authority to shirk responsibility and survived the inspection. The matter could only be dropped, and at most he would face internal disciplinary action such as a transfer.

The same applies to Yoshiko Kato.

The two sides were practically locked in a stalemate, and the atmosphere in the meeting room was so tense it was suffocating.

It was afternoon.

Lin Xuanqi answered a phone call, and her face turned gloomy.

The Kato couple across from each other exchanged a glance, both seemingly relieved.

"Cheng Fei, the accounts haven't been found yet. Go check on Xiao Shuang." Lin Xuanqi glanced at the boy beside her.

“Me? Okay.” Cheng Fei immediately stood up.

“Chief Kishimoto, you go with him,” Lin Xuanqi said to a thin middle-aged man.

The head of the Kishi headquarters speaks excellent Chinese and sometimes acts as a bridge for communication between the two sides. Lin Xuanqi speaks excellent Japanese and is not needed, so she was simply sent to accompany Cheng Fei.

Upon receiving the assignment, the two immediately traveled by car to the Kato couple's residence.

"What does Chief Kishi think of Managing Director Kato?" Cheng Fei casually asked in the car.

The middle-aged man dared not be negligent in the slightest towards the young man who was close to Lin Xuanqi and was also a member of the inspection team, regardless of the other party's purpose in asking the question. He respectfully bowed his head and said, "I don't know much about Managing Director Kato. I'm just as worried about this matter as everyone in the branch. I hope that headquarters can find out the truth as soon as possible and restore stability to the branch."

"I see." The boy nodded expressionlessly, silently recalling every word of the information he had been reading out of boredom.

The Kato couple's residence is located in Shimo-Ochiai, Shinjuku, and is a high-end detached house.

Unlike the bustling Kabukicho, which is also located in Shinjuku, Shimoochiai is one of Shinjuku's oldest neighborhoods, with peaceful and quiet streets full of historical atmosphere.

As soon as Cheng Fei got out of the car, he saw staff members in suits gathered in the courtyard outside the gate, which was wide open.

The boy showed his identification card and went inside with Chief Kishi.

Upon entering the foyer, you can see an expensive grand piano placed in the corner of the living room.

Ye Shuang was leading her men in a literal, violent search of the place, ransacking everything, with documents and papers scattered all over the floor.

"Master Ye, still haven't found it?" Cheng Fei stepped forward.

"I can't find it." Ye Shuang frowned.

"Could it not be here at all, or have been destroyed?" Cheng Fei stroked his chin.

"That's troublesome. We can only hope for clues." Ye Shuang rubbed her temples.

Under the watchful eye of Chief Kishi, the boy and girl had a brief conversation, after which the boy helped search the large house.

As the boy walked alone to the second floor, Chief Kishi silently followed.

The second floor was the hardest-hit area by the search, with all the doors wide open and the scene in complete disarray.

The boy walked down the corridor with his hands in his pockets, pausing briefly at each doorway, but not entering any of them.