Chapter 15 15: Capital
Nobuo Hirosue doesn’t like to sleep.
Now in his seventies, every time he falls asleep, he thinks of the past when his wife passed away beside him in his sleep.
He has not yet fulfilled his promise to bring Huajin Group back to its peak, so he cannot die yet.
It’s just that his body and energy can’t withstand the passage of time. Even if the physical examination results are basically good, he already has a hunch that there is not much time left.
Therefore, after he learned about the existence of Shengzidan, he immediately spent a lot of money and favors to obtain most of the information related to it.
Huajin Group is not a top-tier consortium, not even a first-rate conglomerate. It may be at the forefront of the second-tier conglomerate. Therefore, it has almost no so-called friends in the government. They are all ordinary money transactions. For those who have the upper hand, it is even more impossible to place cronies into the investigation team.
If you still don't want to give up and still want to get the Holy Son Pill, you can only find a way on your own.
Like those top consortiums, in addition to placing cronies in the investigation team, they also formed a team to collect information from the society and try to contact the Holy Infant Society.
But compared with these top consortiums, Huajin Group has no advantage at all.
Hirosue Nobuo and his eldest son Hirosue Hideyoshi discussed for a long time, but neither came up with a definite action plan. They just decided to learn from others first and form a team of their own to collect information about the Holy Infant Society.
Before leaving, he glanced at his father's back standing straight in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Hirosue Hideyoshi returned home with a heavy heart and locked himself in the study.
“I’m back.”
“How were you today?”
“As plain as pond water.”
Hirosue Yoshimiya glanced at the sofa. At this time on weekdays, his father would sit there and read TV news or newspapers.
She pulled back the hair around her ears and showed a standard smile. Suddenly she remembered that this was home, and her smile seemed a little less 'standard': "Where is Dad?"
"Your father seems to have something on his mind today, maybe it's something related to the company. After he came back, he went into the study and said he wanted to be alone for a while." Listening to his mother's nagging, Hirosue Yoshimiya echoed a few words and replied In the room, I put down my bag, changed my clothes, brewed a cup of coffee, carried it to the study, and knocked on the door.
“Dad, I’m back.”
“Oh, Liang Gong is back, come in.”
Hirosue Liang Palace opened the door, and his father was sitting at the desk in the center of the study, rubbing his brows, as if he was worried about something big.
"Dad, is something happening with grandpa?" After closing the door, Hirosue Yoshimiya put the coffee in front of Hirosue Hideyasu's table.
"Did you see it? Alas, you really look like Grandpa You. You can guess what's going on when you see my expression." Hirosue Hideyoshi laughed twice, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
Hirosue Yoshimiya shook his head: "Mom said you were like this when you came back from the company. That should be something that even grandpa finds difficult, or did grandpa give some task to dad?"
Hideyasu Hirosue was silent and looked at the coffee in front of him for a long time before bending down and picking up the briefcase at his feet, opening it, taking out a file bag and handing it to Hirosue Yoshimiya.
"You have been in contact with the company since junior high school, and you have handled many aspects very well. You really should take a look at this important matter that is related to the fate of our Hirosue family. Your grandfather thinks so too." Hirosue Ryo. Gong felt the weight of these words, took the heavy file bag with both hands, and chose to open it without hesitation.
In the study, it was so quiet that the only sound was the sound of flipping through papers and breathing.
"This is indeed a big thing. I feel that my world view needs some time to repair." Hirosue Yoshinomiya let out a long breath.
"What do you think of the authenticity?" Hirosue Hideyoshi asked.
"This is not empty talk made by politicians in front of the election campaign. We should have to pay a high price to get this information. On the contrary, senior officials will carefully confirm this kind of information again and again, so I don't think it is necessary. Question, if there is an existence that can make so many upper-class elites applaud, then I don’t think I will be the exception." Hirosue Yoshinomiya expressed his opinion.
Hideyoshi Hirosue nodded and pointed to the file: "Your grandfather's idea is to establish contact with the Holy Infant Society and strive to obtain the Holy Child Pill. For this, he is willing to bear a high price."
Hirosue Yoshinomiya continued to read the information carefully: "Actually, establishing contact with the Holy Infant Society is not the most difficult, but how can we establish contact with the Holy Infant Society while concealing other consortiums and officials? , we also need to obtain the Holy Son Pill. Compared with other forces, we don’t have many advantages.”
The advantage is to put it mildly, but the fact is that there is no advantage at all.
However, in the eyes of Hirosue Ryōgiya, their Hirosue family does have an advantage.
That is, the upper-level financial groups do not regard Huajin Group as an opponent at all.
"Do you have an idea?" Hirosue Hideyoshi asked hesitantly.
Hirosue Ryōgiya nodded: "I have a rough idea, maybe you can try it."
"Tell me about it first."
"The information says that Saint Ying Club is currently being searched by the authorities. In addition to the president, there are also a group of members who have not been arrested
Then, they should want a place to gain a foothold. Although I don't understand why the president of the Holy Infant Club did not choose to leave Tokyo as soon as possible, but since he did so, he may have a reason to stay in Tokyo.
Compared with other top consortiums and the government, our Huajin Group has basically no direct contact with the government. Can this improve our perception in the eyes of the president?
My idea is that the hospital where my grandfather usually goes has a large amount of customer information leaked due to a 'hacker attack'. This is the main information. It can be reported more in the media, but the popularity cannot be too high. And among them A sub-information is: Nobuo Hirosue, chairman of Kakin Group, has terminal cancer and will die soon. This sub-information cannot be widely circulated. It only needs to be reported to keep the popularity at a low level, and then, father, you will come forward to deny it and bind the two pieces of information together. "
Hideyoshi Hirosue thought for a long time: "This idea is indeed feasible. But the success rate is a bit low. How can we ensure that the president can see this message? He may not even dare to use his mobile phone now. "
"Dad, we don't have many cards in our hands, so the success rate is naturally low. But if this matter becomes very popular, then other consortiums and officials will be alert, and we will attract The president is useless. " Hirosue Ryōgiya patiently explained.
Hirosue Hideyoshi nodded and agreed with his daughter's statement. At the same time, he also felt that he was too out of step with the times: "Well, if you were a man, Ryomiya, you wouldn't have so much resistance in inheriting the group in the future."
"I'm only a freshman in high school. When I graduate from college, I will convince those so-called elders." Speaking of this, Hirosue Yoshinomiya exuded a kind of natural charm with his charming face. An air of confidence.
“So, have you found a good son-in-law?”
“In the first year of high school, many people’s potential is not yet obvious. There are too many variables, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t have one. Maybe ." She picked up the file and ran her fingers over a photo, looking at the blurry figures and stumps scattered everywhere.
“.The development of the world will soon undergo major changes.”
(End of this chapter)