Chapter 587： Flashy bubbles, joys and sorrows

Chapter 587 Flashy Bubble, Joy and Sorrow

"Oh, mother hasn't eaten yet, Ryoko is going to warm up the rice for her mother..:. She's really a good "girl", father really misses Ryoko and her mother."

"Dad will be back soon, at most a week, we can go back to Tokyo after we come back. If Ryoko and mom don't like Tokyo, we can move to other places."

"Dad has done a big business and will be back soon. Okay, Ryoko will take good care of her mother. Go to bed early and good night."

The man's voice was already a little choked, his eyes were red, and he stared at the phone screen. Until it was confirmed that the phone had been hung up, the man put down the phone, put his head in his hands, and started sobbing.

"Michiya, you are really a bastard, you are trash, you are scum, you are rubbish, you are shit. You damn, you should cut your belly, you should die ten thousand times."

He scolded himself bitterly, and ‘sobbed’ while holding his head, "What kind of man are you, you are not a human being. In order to get rich, he owed a debt of a butt, which made his family suffer."

"Why don't you die early, why do you want to live, why don't you cut your abdomen early in the morning." The man pulled his hair and bumped his head on the sofa.

When his crying voice became louder, he tried hard to control his emotions, but his distorted face could not restrain the sobbing and crying.

He tucked his clothes into his mouth and covered his mouth to prevent his cry from spreading.

After a while, he controlled his emotions and stopped crying, leaving only a burst of sobbing.

He murmured, "I can't die yet...I haven't raised enough money...I can't let them take Ryoko..."

He was probably tired of crying, but he had an illusion. He saw a white light flashing across the void, and then he fell into a coma.

"Oh!" George sighed, "A flashy bubble, how much joy and sorrow."

Looking at the sight of this man today, George can already imagine it. Two years later, when Hong Kong's financial bubble bursts, what will it look like?

All the assets bought at high points become their reminders in the end.

Those who are lucky are just carrying debts, and those who are too indebted are really wives scattered and separated.

At that moment, even death became a luxury. Death is easy, and it is not easy to drag one's wife and children to die.

George gently pointed his finger, and the combination lock of the safe was turned on the coffee table, and then the safe was opened.

A big red and beautiful box, with a velvet cushion inside the box, and a stone printing plate. The old traces can tell the age.

George was gently tapping his finger, and the stone printing plate began to flash black. The black light is dense and dense, like a mist, tightly surrounding the stone printing plate, with a bit of mystery.

He nodded slightly, "Good luck, it's true."

Looking at the middle-aged man lying on the sofa, George sighed, tapped his finger, and a transparent mark landed on the stone printing plate.

He waved his hand again, closed the box again, everything returned to its original position, and the safe was locked again.

"It won't be lost if it's stamped on it. Otherwise, wait three days."

With a slight noise, George leaves the Marriott Hotel.

After a while, the man lying on the sofa woke up. He seemed to be a little confused about why he fell asleep.

Looking at the safe on the coffee table in front of him, his heart beat violently, as if he was about to jump out of his'chest'. The fierce heartbeat made his body tremble slightly, and his ‘chest’ rose up and down.

He hurriedly screwed the secret lock on the combination lock, his hands trembling, it was difficult to screw the secret lock to the correct position. He gasped for breath, he tried several times before opening the safe with trembling hands.

With trembling hands, he took the red ‘colored’ box out of the safe, and he opened the box.

His heartbeat slowly calmed down until he was sure that the contents of the box were still there. He gently ‘touched’ the box with his hands, and looked at the contents of the box with his own ‘life’ gaze.

He murmured, "Fortunately, it's just a nightmare. Everything is still there. As long as the debt is paid off, nothing will happen. Ryoko will not be taken away..."

.......

George came out of the Marriott Hotel and wandered in the sky of Hong Kong again.

Looking at this prosperous and lively city, watching the men, men, women, and women who are "chaotic" and "fascinated" on the earth. Thinking back to the Marriott Hotel, the man who owed a huge debt just now felt that reality was truly illusory and bizarre.

On another piece of land separated by the sea in Hong Kong, the real estate bubble has already caused many families to break. A feast of wealth, after a short carnival, brings lasting pain.

Just three or four years ago, Japan was so rich that it could buy the entire world. The Japanese buy and buy everywhere, all over the world, and all over Hong Kong.

But in an instant, the real estate bubble burst, a large number of Japanese companies closed down, and people were unemployed. All the wealth on paper was in vain, and only the debts of those people were left behind.

During the bubble period, those people used the highest income to get the highest loan ~ www.novelhall.com ~ and finally bought the most expensive house. They caught up with the car and caught up with the last bus of the house price.

Then, in an instant, they chased the high housing price bubble, and ‘forced’ the company to death, ‘forced’ the export to death, and lost their job. They are unemployed, have no money to repay their loans, and house prices are cut in half.

The wealth they once pursued, and the price of Tokyo, which will never fall, has become a hot potato that no one cares about.

Yesterday was the golden age. Everyone was looking forward to the future. They carried heavy debts just to become noble people in Beijing.

But overnight, the bubble burst, and all they had was a house they couldn't sell, a job they couldn't find, and debt they couldn't get rid of.

The man in the hotel is lucky. He still has a home and family. Although they are facing threats, he still has something to sell. As long as the debt is paid off, he can start again.

As long as the debt is paid off, he can move to a friendly community with his family, and let his "girl" avoid the strange uncle. He can move to another city and start over.

And more people died in that bubble, and their wives were scattered and left alone.

The real estate bubble is really a madness sweeping the country.

What's strange is that Hong Kong, separated by the sea, is repeating the path of Japan. Two years later, there will also be an almost identical drama of the era when the real estate bubble burst.

The only experience mankind has learned from history is that mankind never learns from history.

The tragedies that occur today have been staged countless times in the past, and will be staged countless times in the future.

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