Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

Chapter 125 Acquiring a Car Company

After leaving the banquet hall of the memorial service at the Aipido Hotel, he went to the underground parking lot, checked around to confirm that no bombs had been installed, and got into the car he came in. Miyamoto Kiyoshi immediately picked up his mobile phone again.

"Are the people in the investment department off work now?"

At the headquarters of the Miyamoto Consortium Technology Company, the operator looked at the phone in his hand with a puzzled look and confirmed again and again that the caller was indeed his boss.

"President! Not yet, it's only half past six, and everyone is still in the company."

After confirming the time on the watch, and then sticking his head out to look at the bustling scene in the company, the operator said affirmatively.

"Okay then, ask them to come over and put the phone on the outside. I'm going to have a meeting."

Still sitting in the parking lot, he checked the surrounding environment. Because most of the guests had already left due to the murder, the parking lot seemed quiet and there was no one else. Miyamoto Kiyoshi nodded. , and then continued to give instructions to the other party.

"Yes! President!"

Without asking for any reason, the operator immediately connected the phone line to the loudspeaker in the conference room, and then hurriedly ran to the investment department.

"Very good, everyone is still here. The president just sent an order asking you to go to the conference room for a conference call."

With good luck, I came to the investment department and found that the place was still full of people. The operator was relieved.

There was nothing he could do. As the president of the consortium, Miyamoto Kiyohisa put too much pressure on him. In the conversation just now, even though Miyamoto Kiyohisa didn't use a serious tone, the operator was really worried.

"Huh? No way? Is it possible that a new project is coming? But everything about the new company has not been completed yet. In addition, the previous project with the bank has just started now. Oh my God, I have to say sorry about my hair again.”

As soon as the operator finished speaking, the staff of the investment department remembered various voices. Although the content they said seemed a bit negative, judging from their tone and the twinkle in their eyes, these people Everyone seemed very excited.

It's no wonder, after all, according to Miyamoto Seikyu's character, the rewards for each mission are indescribable in terms of generous rewards.

And given the current economic environment in Japan, if you can work in such a good company, and think about Yukichi Fukuzawa, saying sorry to your hair doesn't seem to be that big of a problem.

After a while, all 11 team leaders from the investment department came to the conference room.

After communicating with the operator, Miyamoto Kiyoshi learned that everything was ready, and immediately began to arrange what he wanted to say.

"Sorry, everyone, maybe you need to work a little overtime today. You should have heard of Fanshan Automobile, right? Their president had an accident tonight, and the news has not been released yet. Your task is to complete the work tonight If possible, the retail investors who are floating around will be recycled. As for the TV station, I will let them cooperate with you, but the company name used for this recycling will be given to Gong Ling Technology. After all, the automobile industry still needs to develop on their side."

"Oh, by the way, the things I assigned to you last time are cooperation with the Suzuki Consortium and the Mitsubishi Group. Remember to speed up the progress of these things. In short, the capital chain must not be cut off by me."

"Okay, that's it for the specific things. After all these tasks are almost completed, I will prepare the gifts you want for everyone."

Miyamoto Seihisa, who knows that pressure and hope must be synchronized, is naturally able to use it skillfully. While putting sufficient pressure on employees, he also does not forget to draw a big pie for them, so that everyone has enough motivation and a bright future.

With the sound of the phone being hung up, the team leaders in the conference room immediately started talking.

"President, his information is really well-informed!"

"That's not true. After all, all TV news and newspapers in Tokyo have bosses, and even in the Police Prosecutor's Office, the president's father is said to have a lot of energy. Maybe this time..."

Before he finished speaking, the team leader's mouth was immediately held down by a good friend next to him, and he winked at him.

In fact, there is no need to say this. The patriarch already regretted it the moment he said the words. After all, the frightening eyes of the other nine team leaders next to him were not fake. They were preparing to take him to him at any time. Miyamoto Kiyoshi takes credit.

Fortunately, the words were not finished after all. After his friend removed his hand from his mouth, the team leader immediately continued: "Maybe this time, the president has made a wise and powerful decision. Woolen cloth!"

As a result, the originally tense atmosphere in the conference room gradually relaxed, and then everyone immediately returned to the investment department and called on the employees who had not yet got off work to work overtime with them.

On the other side, after the company's meeting, which was said to be a meeting but actually an order, Miyamoto Kiyohisa called several major TV stations and asked them to talk about what happened this time from the grapevine. The official report will not be released until tomorrow.

The effect of this phone call was amazing. Less than five minutes after hanging up the phone, several push news messages popped up on Miyamoto Kiyoshi's mobile phone. They were filled with a lot of maybe, maybe, suspicious words, but these reports were all the same. He pointed the finger at Kenzo Masuyama, vaguely slandering the other company's company.

Under such fluctuations, the employees of the Miyamoto Consortium's investment department, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately took action and gathered a large number of retail investors, plus the retail investors and small shareholders who were about to enter the automobile industry a few days ago. Shares, unknowingly, the weight of the shares held in hand has exceeded 10%.

But these are all things for later. Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who was sitting in the parking lot, suddenly heard the sound of the fire truck, so he followed the instructions of the parking lot evacuators and drove the car out of the parking lot in confusion.

"Hey, little brother, what happened? Why are the fire trucks here to put out the fire?"

When leaving the parking lot gate, Miyamoto Kiyoshi glanced at the young man sitting in the toll booth, who had reached the end of his career at a young age, and asked doubtfully.

"Ah, this, I just received the instructions. It seems that a fire broke out in a nearby winery for some reason. The fire is now too big. It's unclear whether it can be saved. It's a pity. Those stored in it are What a wine!”

While talking, the toll boy also made a sighing expression, as if he had already tasted the taste of the wine.