r18novel Chapter 86 If I don't stand up, who will?! [6 chapters, please vote!]
Chapter 86 If I don't stand up, who will?! [6 chapters, please vote!]
Chapter 86 If I don't stand up, who will?! [Six chapters, please vote!]
Yutaro Kamiya slowly turned his head to look at Hara Miyazawa.
"Former Executive Director."
"You go first."
Miyazawa Hara remained silent for a moment before finally speaking: "I am responsible for what happened to Rokko."
"I don't deny that."
"But I want to emphasize again that the Rokka project was not my decision alone. When it was launched, the board approved it, the banks supported it, and the entire industry was doing similar projects. Now that the project has failed, it is unfair to put all the blame on me."
He already said these words yesterday.
But if we talk about it today, the effect is completely different.
Because the directors present were only skeptical yesterday.
Today, they already know that there is a secret account in Liujia.
I know that Miyazawa Kosaku has been dragged into this mess.
They knew that Mitsubishi Bank's eight billion yen was hanging over their heads.
Therefore, the more Miyazawa Hara tried to explain, the more it sounded like he was trying to shift the blame.
Matsubara spoke coldly: "No one said you approved the six marriages alone, but who ordered the two sets of accounts to be kept?"
Inoue frowned and asked, "Who made the decision to send blood to Rokko via Miyazawa Kokan?"
Miyazawa Hara's expression turned even uglier.
"I'm also doing this for the overall stability of the group—"
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"Stablize?"
Keiko Miyazawa, who was sitting next to the head of the table, finally spoke.
Her voice wasn't loud.
But as soon as she said that, everyone looked at her.
Keiko Miyazawa slowly raised her head, her gaze, for the first time, unwavering, landing directly on Hara Miyazawa's face.
"Uncle, when you say 'stability,' do you mean letting Rokko continue burning through money and dragging the Miyazawa Group down with them?"
Miyazawa Hara's eyelids twitched.
"Huizi, don't get emotional."
"I'm not an emotional person."
Keiko Miyazawa interrupted him.
"When my father was seriously ill, he already suspected that there was a problem with the list of loans for the six families."
"He left a note before his death, which clearly stated that he did not want the bank seal to be given to you, that the Rokka loan should be re-verified, and that you should not use the main family's shares as collateral."
Zongjia Shares Guarantee.
The moment those six words were uttered, a noticeable commotion erupted in the conference room.
Even Yutaro Kamiya suddenly raised his head.
Miyazawa Hara's expression finally changed.
"Keiko!"
For the first time, his voice lost its composure.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Keiko Miyazawa ignored him and instead turned to look at Yaya Kiryu sitting behind her.
"Kiryu-kun, please take it out."
Kiryu Yaya nodded slightly, then stood up and pulled a copy out of the folder.
The sound of papers being pushed aside on the conference table wasn't heavy, but it felt like something was being slowly unveiled.
"Distinguished directors and auditors."
"This is a copy of the guarantee certificate issued by Kansai Urban Development Co., Ltd. regarding the main family's shares."
"Guarantor: Miyazawa Hara"
"The collateral is held by the Miyazawa clan."
"Guarantee amount - 3 billion yen."
The words fell.
The entire conference room erupted as if someone had poured cold water into hot oil.
"What?!"
"Zongjia Shares?!"
"Three billion?!"
"Miyazawahara, are you fucking insane?!"
Yutaro Kamiya grabbed the photocopy, his hands trembling.
His eyesight is old, but not so old that he can't see the words clearly.
After seeing it clearly, his entire face turned pale.
"Miyazawahara!!"
This sound was almost a shout.
"How dare you—"
"How dare you use the Zong family's shares as collateral?!"
The moment Miyazawa heard about the "Kansai urban development," he couldn't sit still.
He realized that Kuroda Shuichi had betrayed him.
But Miyazawa Hara still refused to give up. He suddenly stood up and shouted, "This is a fake!"
"Someone framed me!"
"The Kansai city development and the banks colluded to try and pin all the blame on me!"
Miyazawa spoke quickly and urgently, and sweat even beaded on his forehead.
But Kiryu Yaya did not stop.
As if he had expected him to deny it, he took out a second document from the folder and placed it next to the first one.
"If you're going to say the first one can be forged, what about this one?"
"This is a supplementary record of the funding gap for the corresponding month in the Rokko secret account. The time, amount, and guarantee renewal point match the guarantee certificate issued by Kansai City Development perfectly."
"Keep looking down—"
Kiryu Yaya turned to another page.
"This is the date you requested Ms. Keiko to sign the full power of attorney, and the date for supplementing the guarantee with the main family shares."
"There was only a three-day difference between the two dates."
He looked up at Miyazawa Hara and said, word by word, "If it weren't for the fact that you've already sold off the main family's shares and urgently need to complete the necessary paperwork and regain control of the seals and account permissions, why would you be in such a hurry to obtain Ms. Keiko's full appointment?"
This knife pierced the heart.
Miyazawa Hara's lips moved, but he couldn't find the words to reply for a moment.
Matsubara's face was extremely pale.
Inoue stood up abruptly, pointing at the documents on the table, his hand trembling.
"So you were secretly running a Rokkaku slush fund behind the board's back, using Miyazawa Tourism's money to cover up the losses, and even pledging the main family's shares?!"
"Miyazawa Hara, do you want to save the group, or do you want to sell off the entire Miyazawa family?!"
This time, Miyazawa finally broke down completely.
"Enough!!"
He slammed his fist on the table, making the teacup bounce.
"What do you know?!"
"Do you think I wanted to come to this?!"
His chest heaved violently, and the facade of dignity on his face was finally torn away, revealing the long-suppressed rage, humiliation, and hysteria beneath.
"I'm the one who's keeping the Rokko project afloat!"
"I'm the one handling things at Sumitomo Bank!"
"After the chairman fell ill, I was left to handle everything alone, from the group's creditors and construction companies to members, banks, and lawyers!"
He abruptly turned to Yutaro Kamiya, his voice even carrying a hint of resentment: "Where are all of you?!"
"Before the incident, everyone at the banquet said that the Miyazawa Group couldn't lose, that Rokko had to be made a success, that membership-based golf was the future, and that as long as we expanded the business, no one in the Kansai financial world would dare to underestimate us!"
"Oh no, now the project has collapsed, land prices have plummeted, and membership rights have crumbled!!"
"So it all became my responsibility?!"
"If I don't stand up for them, who will?!"
"If I don't lend it, who will?!"
"If I don't trade my family's shares for time, am I just going to stand by and watch the group collapse?!"
By the end, the veins in his neck were bulging and his eyes were bloodshot.
After Miyazawa Hara shouted that, the entire conference room fell silent.
It's not that nobody wants to speak up.
Instead, everyone was momentarily stunned by his emotions, which had been suppressed for too long and had finally spiraled out of control.
He stood to one side of the long table, his chest heaving violently, his face flushed red, and bloodshot veins rising in his eyes.
That usually gentle, steady, and composed exterior completely cracked at this moment, revealing the disheveled, irritable, and even somewhat resentful truth beneath.
"Everyone knows Rokka is going to die!"
"Sumitomo Bank is pressing us for payment, members are protesting, final payments for construction projects are being withheld, and interest rates are rising every day, but who among you has stood up for us?!"
"When the president fell ill, you all ran away faster than anyone else! Now that things have blown up, you're all trying to play the innocent?!"
He then abruptly turned to Yutaro Kamiya.
"Director Kamiya, do you dare say that no one on the board supported the Rokko project back then?!"
"Director Matsubara, do you dare say you didn't give your approval when golf memberships were at their peak?!"
"Inoue, do you dare say you never said anything like, 'As long as we expand our business, the Miyazawa Group can dominate our competitors in the Kansai region'?!"
The people whose names he called all looked grim.
Because this statement is not entirely false.
At the height of the bubble's frenzy, the entire Kansai financial world went into a frenzy.
Golf courses, tourist complexes, resort hotels, and mountain developments—anything that can be linked to "appreciation of membership rights," "rising land prices," or "high-end consumption" will attract a flood of money.
Rokko Golf is not just Miyazawa Hara's dream.
That's a dream many people have shared.
But now that his dream has shattered, the person he least wants to admit it to is none other than Miyazawa Hara.
"What's wrong with me trading my family's shares for time?!"
Miyazawa gritted his teeth, squeezing out each word almost deliberately: "If I hadn't done this, Rokko would have exploded last winter!"
"If I hadn't held onto the debt, Sumitomo Bank would have turned against me long ago!"
"If I don't find a way to get Huizi to sign the letter of appointment, the group's financial services won't be unified at all, including those from external banks and securities firms..."
"Which creditor will believe us?!"
He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Keiko Miyazawa.
"You're all protecting her now!"
"But what does she know?!"
"How many financial statements can she understand? Does she know how those bank terms work? Does she know how outsiders will pounce on the Miyazawa Group and tear it apart if the Rokka project runs out of funding?!"
"She doesn't understand at all!"
"I, Miyazawa Hara, am saving the company! Only I, Miyazawa Hara, can save the company!"
After he finished speaking, only his panting could be heard in the conference room.
Kiryu Yaya sat at the side table, his fingertips gently pressing down on his pen, watching the scene calmly.
Just then, Keiko Miyazawa slowly stood up.
Her movements as she got up were not forceful; in fact, they were quite slow.
But it was precisely this one action that drew everyone's attention to her.
"uncle."
She spoke, her voice low but clear.
"Are you finished speaking?"
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