"Jingsang, I have always supported you. Is it possible to make me a director of that Golden League? It doesn't matter how many shares I have. I can invest billion yen or invest in the boss of a club? It's better to be our Japanese club." On the phone, Yasuhira looked extremely enthusiastic.

Shortly after leaving the United States, Hirata Yasumi ended his global journey and was escorted to prepare for his marriage. He had been on several phone calls with Jing Jian before and complained a lot. It seemed that his fiancée was quite powerful and it would be difficult for her husband to improve her future.

Jing Jian actually didn't care about the secret battle between the young couple in the future. However, this time on the phone, Hirata Katsu finally talked about serious things. Hirata Katsu seemed to be showing off: "Jingsang, my second brother has already obtained 100 million yen in aid for Frossoya through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The aid quota in Africa has been used up this year. If we fight for it next year, the total amount may be as high as 500 million. However, it will be used for civil projects, and the development market must be jointly developed with our consortium. In fact, the supervision will not be strict, so let the black president think of a solution at that time. Oh, I almost forgot that I can arrange for the black president to visit our Japan."

"Kangsang, then you should contact the Presidential Palace of Fssoya?" Jing Jian reminded with a smile.

Hirata Katsura smiled embarrassedly, as if a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Jing Sang."

"Hmm? Are we kind of polite to do this?"

"I'm really sorry, what you asked me for was not done well. My dad refused to give a loan, saying that the risk was too great. I really tried hard, and it was useless for my mom to threaten to run away from home. My dad just agreed and could lend you a batch of non-performing assets mortgaged by the bank. They were all things that no one wanted, but I didn't agree?"

After the bubble economy burst, Japan's economy suffered a heavy blow, while major consortiums, especially the core banking industry of the consortium, were also in a state of turmoil, with foreign loans falling sharply, but the private sector did not dare to make any investments and deposited all the money into the bank. The money of various Japanese banks was flooding, and the mortgaged non-performing assets could not be handled. Therefore, they were eager to find the loan recipients and wanted to deal with those non-performing assets as soon as possible.

Here, it shows that the clever and cunning family of Hirata Katsura's father, the consortium leader, is not that he doesn't give Jing Jian a chance. If the loan risk is too great, then lend you a batch of non-performing assets. If you have a way to deal with a batch of non-performing assets for Hirata Bank, or even split it up and benefit when dealing with it? That's your ability. If you can't do anything yourself, there's nothing you can do. Anyway, Hirata Consortium has helped.

But Katsuhira Hirata didn't expect that he felt very guilty, but Jing Jian became interested: "Kang Sang, can you provide a list? I may be interested in some assets."

"No problem, no problem." Hirata Katsura was still very happy to be able to help Jing Jian.

In fact, those non-performing assets are buried gold mines. Jing Jian mainly wants those assets involving China. Of course, the selection and processing time will be long, and there is no way to use the funds of Pingtian Bank.

"Kangsang, your sea area has begun to explore. Judging from the preliminary results, it is the same geological structure as the one in my oil field. So congratulations, it is very likely that you will discover the oil field too."

"Hahaha." Hirata Katsuya laughed. He understood that it was Jing Jian's help. The areas where Jing Jian gave his twins had not yet been explored, but instead arranged to explore Hirata Katsuya's sea area first.

"Jingsang, don't worry. I didn't help this time, and I will never refuse anyone who is capable of helping in the future. Also... I have told my friend that I want to be on your movie! Don't cut my shots off!"

"hehe."

...

After all, the public opinion war is a very detailed detail, and Jing Jian’s process of finding funds is still very difficult. Moreover, at this time, another big trouble came to the door, and Ling Feng went straight to the United States with murderous intent.

"Sister, have the hotel been arranged? Is there anyone chasing the child? Brother Song is promoted again?" While pouring wine for Ling Feng attentively, he was smiling.

"Don't do this." Ling Fengfeng's eyes widened and looked at Jing Jian with a true color. "Do you know? I'll go to your house first. You have three wives and four concubines, and you still live together? Is it reasonable?"

"It's not true, it's not true." Jing Jian had a good attitude, but at first glance he looked like he was never changed after repeated instruction.

Ling Feng was so angry that he endured it hard that he decided to tell the purpose of this time: "Xiao Jian, I am convinced by you. Are you Sun Wukong going to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace? Anyway, I will pick the least important one first. I ask you, the people of the Sports Commission are sad every day, saying that you want to overturn the entire European football to the ground? Are you capable? Do you still want to win the Olympic gold medal? Do you still want our national football team to qualify?"

When Jing Jian heard this, he knew that UEFA had put pressure on China. But the men of the Domestic Sports Commission were really all having fun. At most, UEFA would just verbally threaten. Are you going to get two things? It doesn’t matter if you really don’t want to be born. Especially the national football team? If there is only one country in Asia that doesn’t qualify, these grandchildren may have “winned the championship.”

Jing Jian quickly explained with a smile: "Sister, that's just scaring yourself. I'll tell you,..."

Jing Jian roughly introduced the complex relationship in the international sports world, and Ling Feng finally half-believed and half-doubted: "According to your statement, are the Olympic Committee and FIFA secretly supporting you?"

"Of course." Jing Jian took a sip of the wine proudly, "Who am I? Will I betray the interests of the country? I have shed blood for the country and been injured for the country. Haha."

"Don't be so arrogant, it makes people get angry when they look at it." Ling Feng finally let this topic go, "Anyway, I don't like sports much, let the people from the Sports Committee make trouble! You should also be careful and ask your wife to take care of her more... I'm really saying the wrong thing. Can your wife still care about you?"

"Sister, why are you back again? Don't worry, I'm doing things with a proper attitude."

"Is it still reasonable? Then tell me, why are you messing around with Foxoya? Well, you comrades have made Hong Kong a battlefield. In that Foxoya, you are even more powerful, just planes and cannons?"

"Can we blame us?" Jing Jian looked aggrieved, "Where there is oppression, there is resistance."

"You still resist? If we don't oppress others, then Amitabha will be Amitabha." Ling Feng didn't believe Jing Jian's words at all. "Tell you, after this incident comes out, a joke will be circulated in our department. If you give you some machine guns and cannons, will you have the courage to create a colony for the country?"

"There is nothing wrong with the colony, right?" Jing Jian murmured in a low voice. Seeing Ling Feng's expression was wrong, he was about to have a big attack. He quickly smiled, "Sister, my dear sister, it's really not our fault. We are forced to do so!"
Chapter completed!