After a week of intensive negotiations, the currency coordination bank and the Pan-Asia Free Trade Zone were finally officially established on April 26.

The Pan-Asia Free Trade Zone includes 26 regions, which are also members of the currency coordination bank, but there are only eight core members.

Hasegawa, who had just returned to Tokyo, got off the plane and saw this news during the news push on his phone.

Looking at the various areas on the list, Hasegawa sighed: "We were abandoned."

The assistant beside him also looked frustrated. Japan was not in the Pan-Asia Free Trade Zone, nor in the currency-coordinating bank.

And they became scapegoats, and a large amount of hot money from Mi Yuan rushed into the country, causing domestic prices to soar.

If ABCD hadn't controlled Japan's grain and the chaebols had invested in a large number of industries in Samba, which could have stabilized the food prices, there would have been big problems in Japan.

Even so, Hasegawa was shocked by the domestic prices.

The eel imported from the Reading City increased from about 500 yen per kilogram to 3,000 yen per kilogram.

Moreover, the supplier does not accept Japanese yen or Mi Yuan, but only accepts Huayuan settlement.

In a sushi restaurant.

Hasegawa was eating while listening to the boss and the guests complaining again.

The bald boss took a sip of sake and his face turned slightly red: "Watanabe, is your company okay?"

The middle-aged diner next to him shook his head and replied, "How good can it be? I guess I will be laid off soon, damn Americans."

The boss poured a glass of sake for Miyou Watanabe and asked in confusion: "Didn't a Chinese company plan to acquire your company?"

"Don't mention it, the Americans disagree with Tokyo Electronics being acquired by Unigroup, saying that it involves sensitive technology, but these guys are unwilling to pay for it, so they want to watch Tokyo Electronics go bankrupt." After the furious Mito Watanabe finished speaking, he drank the sake in his glass.

Another diner complained drunk: "Acquisition? Do they still have money? No wonder the Chinese mocked them for turning on nuclear-powered money printing machines. Now our overseas assets have been diluted by Mi Yuan."

"Haha! The damn chaebol figures over there are just a dog raised on Wall Street. When the owner is almost starving to death, he will naturally kill the dog to satisfy his hunger first." Mito Watanabe laughed madly.

The silent Hasegawa and his assistant listened to various voices. Some gave up on themselves, some were very sad and angry, and some were disheartened.

The Japanese at the bottom of the local area felt extremely angry and confused about this financial incident. When the square agreement was signed, they became abandoned children.

The big chaebols did not lose anything through overseas investment, but instead gained huge benefits. The lost twenty years were just the twenty years lost by the local lower class.

In fact, the overseas investment income of the Japanese chaebol has long exceeded that of the local government.

But now, the dog is fattening and just happens to meet the owner who needs a scapegoat, so he can only kill the dog.

The Japanese chaebols' overseas investments have suffered heavy losses, and a large amount of debts have been paid back with Mi Yuan. Many of the investment projects have been forced to repurchase, and they also use Mi Yuan or Mi Yuan foreign debt.

In the end, they received a lot of rice dollars, but unfortunately the value of rice dollars at this time dropped rapidly.

The Noah Society also forced the Japanese chaebols to increase their holdings of rice bonds and rice dollars. As a result, it can be imagined that when the Noah Society's tyrants are slaughtered, they must have the awareness of being slaughtered.

Hasegawa compared Tokyo and Seoul. Although both places were affected by the economic recession, their experiences and directions at this time showed a situation that was contrary to each other.

The Seoul he saw was recovering rapidly, while Tokyo was in a more declining state, with a wave of defeatism flooding here, especially those who had lost their ideals, as if walking corpses wandering on the streets in a daze.

After Hasegawa paid, he walked back to the newspaper with his assistant.

The road was deserted.

Occasionally, when I met some pedestrians, I was also in a hurry. Everyone had only cold faces or faces with stiff smiles, as if a mask was fixed on their faces.

A few evening cherry blossoms fell on the sidewalk.

Hasegawa was unintentionally going to admire the last cherry blossoms and came to the entrance of the newspaper building. He was about to take a step, but was attracted by a figure from the publishing house next door.

The other party also saw Hasegawa, and the man smiled awkwardly: "Hasegawa, long time no see, have you just returned from a business trip?"

Hasegawa hung up his professional smile and nodded slightly: "Yes, Tomokashi is rare!"

The old man with messy hair had no choice but to spread his hands and replied: "There is no way. The prices have soared recently. I can only draw more, otherwise I can only eat instant noodles."

"Mr. Fujian is too modest. If you can only eat instant noodles, others will not have to live. Looking forward to the updates of the hunter, I will definitely read it when the time comes."

"Haha, the latest Hunter's painting will be published this Friday, so I won't disturb your work."

After the two said goodbye, they each entered the publishing house and newspaper.

Hasegawa went up to the second floor and went straight to the editor-in-chief's office. The old editor-in-chief Toshiki Saito raised his glasses and said helplessly: "Hassegawa, this time the content you sent back from Seoul is not allowed to be published."

As if he had expected it, Hasegawa looked calm: "Why do you have to deceive yourself? Now that the Internet is so developed, the situation outside will sooner or later be understood by the people."

"I have no choice. In recent times, these news can only be suppressed. People are most afraid of comparison." Saito Toshichi looked tired, took off his glasses and pressed his temple.

Hasegawa picked up another press release, which was also removed, and the content on Kobe Steel waiting for the company.

Just at noon today, the Global Times reprinted an industry research report. Among the top 37 Japanese companies, including Takata airbags, die-assembled fuel pumps, Shuguang brakes, Kobe Steel, Nissan, Mitsubishi, Kobayashi Chemical, etc., had product quality problems, data fraud and other problems.

Hasegawa turned on the computer and soon found the research report on the Chinese Internet. After reading it, he found that the content above was basically damnable.

"Are they crazy? They're making such a large-scale fraud?"

"They are not crazy." Saito Toshichi put on his glasses again and said carelessly: "Our manufacturing industry is declining, and for profit and performance, they can only do this."

"But……"

"They will apologize."

Hasegawa shook his head with some amusement: "Can you solve the problem by bowing and apologizing? Don't they know that this is the reputation of destroying Japan's manufacturing industry? It's hopeless."

"If you don't do this, you will decline, but it's just a matter of time. Hasegawa-kun, you are still too young." Saito Toshichi looked at him with a look of pretentiousness.

Hasegawa was silent for a moment, and finally turned into a sigh: "Maybe this is the fate of cherry blossoms. Only a short splendor will fall into dust."

They didn't know that a bigger tide was coming.

The decline of Japan's manufacturing industry began to show an avalanche under the stimulation of that report and the economic crisis.

Excluded from the Pan-Asia Free Trade Zone and Mi Yuan as a flood discharge zone, under the combined attack of various factors.

The manufacturing industry in Japan has begun to go bankrupt on a large scale.

This is also one of the strategic layouts of the Noah Society, because they understand that they are constantly weakening and must empty the dog's blood before they are still strong, and then break the bones so as not to be bitten back.

Otherwise, once Noah becomes too weak, the dog will definitely find a way to take the opportunity to break free from the dog ties and eventually backfire.

Noah would know this very well.

Therefore, this solution was formulated to kill three birds with one stone, kill the dog first to satisfy hunger, and avoid the backlash of evil dogs. Even if they can't hold on in the end, there will be only a wreckage left.

In terms of viciousness, the descendants of these scalping cowboys are in line with their ancestors.
Chapter completed!