Chapter 1973

Sony headquarters!

"Baka yaro, baka yaro—"

Yoshioka Kunihiko pulled his tie hard, took his briefcase, and rushed into the headquarters building while cursing.

Because the flight was delayed, he only just arrived. He hadn't stopped talking along the way, constantly cursing the damn airline.

And he even filed a complaint at the airport, but the complaint was useless; the delayed flight was Japan Airlines.

Because it had a malfunction and was being repaired, and the Chinese flights were already full, so it was impossible to change planes.

So Yoshioka Kunihiko was like an ant on a hot pot, suffering, and finally boarded the plane after a delay of more than two hours.

The atmosphere at Sony headquarters was very oppressive. Sony, which was originally quite energetic, felt dead as soon as Yoshioka Kunihiko entered.

"President Yoshioka!"

A woman wearing a hip-hugging skirt, looking very sexy, bowed to Yoshioka Kunihiko when she saw him.

Yoshioka Kunihiko asked in a deep voice: "Is President Watanabe in the office or the conference room?"

"In the conference room on the eighth floor." The woman answered hurriedly.

Yoshioka Kunihiko didn't waste words, took the elevator to the eighth floor, arrived at the door of the conference room, and raised his hand to knock.

"Come in!" Watanabe Yasuto's voice came from inside.

Yoshioka Kunihiko pushed the door and walked in. All the directors were there. Seeing that it was Yoshioka Kunihiko, everyone didn't seem surprised.

"You're back."

Watanabe Yasuto rubbed his temples, looking very tired.

After all, this old devil wasn't young anymore, and he hadn't slept all night last night.

Yoshioka Kunihiko scanned the directors and sat down silently.

"What's the situation now?"

Although he was also very anxious in his heart, anxiety was useless, so he had to understand the situation first.

A thin old devil said: "As soon as it opened today, the stock price began to dive. By now, the pessimistic sentiment in the market is becoming more and more serious. If we don't take action to protect the market as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will cause a panic selling wave."

"Is it that serious?" Yoshioka Kunihiko didn't expect it to be so serious, and his brows were tightly locked.

Watanabe Yasuto said in a low voice: "It's much more serious than imagined. We expected this situation to happen, but it should have been after two days, but now it hasn't even lasted a day."

Yoshioka Kunihiko said without thinking: "What about Kobayashi Chemical, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, and the others?"

"What else can they say?" The thin old devil said hatefully: "Of course we have to protect the market, but the short sellers are coming aggressively. If we want to protect the market, we must find the right time; otherwise, we are likely to be eaten."

"What about the government?" Yoshioka Kunihiko asked next: "Wall Street is holding a large amount of capital. If the government doesn't intervene, it will be difficult for us to protect it."

Watanabe Yasuto said: "The government's fiscal problem has reached a very dangerous edge. Even if they can get funds to save the market, it won't be too much."

Yoshioka Kunihiko looked at the time, 2:20 PM, and took a deep breath.

"Contact Kobayashi Chemical and Mitsubishi and the others, and protect the market immediately. Once the panic selling starts, it will be too late to protect it."

At this time, other companies were also holding meetings. The situation in the stock market was completely beyond their expectations.

It was falling too fiercely. Even capitalists who had experienced big storms and waves were frightened when they saw it.

And now, they were also afraid of causing a panic selling wave and were studying whether to protect the market.

Immediately after, they received a call from Sony, which also made them make up their minds.

Only by stabilizing the stock market could they stabilize the hearts of the shareholders. As long as they didn't cause a panic selling wave, they would have the strength to fight.

Not to mention the government; no matter how difficult the fiscal situation was, if it kept falling, it was impossible not to protect the market.

In the exchange hall, watching the green falling all the way, all shareholders lost confidence and began to sell the stocks in their hands.

Just ten minutes before the close, someone suddenly shouted.

"Look, the stocks of Sony, Hitachi, Mitsubishi, and Kobayashi Chemical have risen."

There was no need for him to shout; everyone's eyes were staring at the electronic screen until they were almost bleeding.

At this time, the stocks of companies like Toyo Tire also began to rise.

Whether they were selling or thinking about selling, they all stopped.

Because they realized that it must be Sony and these companies entering the market to protect it.

The Japanese government had always instilled national pride in the people, and even posted propaganda posters everywhere saying "It's great to be born Japanese."

And international giants like Sony and Mitsubishi naturally became the pride of the Japanese. Even if fraud scandals appeared, they wouldn't be willing to sell the stocks in their hands until the last moment.

Now seeing companies like Sony start to enter the market to protect it, most of them temporarily dismissed the idea of selling.

In addition, some people were lucky, seeing the stock market start to rise, thinking that it would rise more tomorrow, and were reluctant to sell.

Of course, not all of them were idiots; some continued to sell.

If you don't take advantage of someone taking over now to sell the stocks, are you waiting to be smashed in your hands?

In the blink of an eye, the Nikkei 225 index began to rise, and by the time the market closed.

The Nikkei 225 index, which had already fallen below the 1400-point integer mark, returned to 1439 points.

This gave shareholders great confidence, and the cheers and applause almost blew the ceiling of the trading hall away.

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June 3, 1994, the 24th day of the fourth lunar month, Friday!

As soon as Zhou Andong entered the restaurant, he saw Zhou Anqin sitting there eating.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Andong walked over and sat beside Zhou Anqin.

"It's Friday today, why are you back?"

"There's no class today." Zhou Anqin raised her head and smiled at her big brother: "And I came back with a mission."

"Mission?" Zhou Andong took a bowl of porridge handed by Sister Wu: "What mission?"

Zhou Anqin said with a smile: "Our principal knows you're back, so he asked me to ask when I got home, hoping Chairman Zhou could spare some time to give a lecture at the Central Academy of Fine Arts."

Zhou Andong had indeed promised them, and it had been delayed for almost a year. Since they had entrusted his sister to find him, it would be a bit bad to push it off again.

"The day after tomorrow is Sunday, let's make it the day after tomorrow."

"Okay!" Zhou Anqin picked up an egg and took a bite: "I'll go back and tell the principal after I finish eating."

Zhou Andong lowered his head and took a sip of porridge: "Just make a phone call. There's no class today, so stay at home for a day."

"No!" Zhou Anqin shook her head: "I'm the Vice President of the Student Union. Your lecture is the day after tomorrow, and the time is too tight. Publicity, notification, and arranging the venue must be my responsibility."

"Vice President of the Student Union?"

Not only Zhou Andong, but even Jian Qiu didn't know about this.

"Is it the school student union or your college's student union?"

"The school's." Zhou Anqin swallowed the food in her mouth: "Originally, I didn't want to join the student union; it was Gao Xue who dragged me there. After the start of the semester after the New Year, the senior who served as the student union president was about to graduate and was very busy."

"Then, the senior sister who served as vice president was elected president. Then, inexplicably, I took over this senior sister's shift and was elected vice president."

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu looked at each other. This must be the aftereffect of those 20 million US dollars exerting force again.