Masaki Nakamori returned to the idyllic dip in the Ota District. He did not choose to go home directly, but went to a outlet located at Sumitomo Mitsui Bank. Before that, he made an appointment.

Masaki Nakamori's purpose is both simple and clear, and it is nothing more than to completely get back the house that my mother mortgaged here.

Doing this yourself is an active breach of contract in advance. In addition to paying off the principal, you also have to pay the full interest for two years on the contract to the bank.

As a financial practitioner, he shouldn't have done this, after all, he did not make the most of the borrowed funds. However, the accounts are not settled in this way.

The reason why he had such an original intention was that on the one hand, my mother could feel completely at ease about what she did.

On the other hand, I have the IDA agreement signed with Mitsubishi Bank, which is not only free from disturbances from novices and conducts bulk transactions, but also has no worries about not attracting investment.

In addition, shorting Merrill Lynch's victory was not only a huge profit for itself, but also aroused previous investors to make a larger additional investment.

Not only that, it can also play a certain external publicity role. Everyone is willing to hand over the money to fund companies that can bring them high returns.

After a short while, Masaki Nakamori and the bank got everything done and successfully got his own house deeds and land deeds. He put them into his briefcase and returned home high.

When Akina Nakamori suddenly came home, she was surprised and said, "Why are you back?"

"Mom, aren't you welcome me home?" Nakamori Masaki said with a smile on his face.

"As the saying goes, there are two common situations when your child suddenly comes home. One is to attend the funeral, and the other is to ask for money. I am not dead yet, and I am living well, so it is impossible for the first situation.

Not only did my son Masaki start two companies, but he also made a lot of money from his neighbor's market makers, and he would not be short of money. Naturally, it was not the second situation." Akina Nakamori was also in a difficult situation while analyzing it slowly.

"I just want to come back and see you." Masaki Nakamori said without changing his smile.

"Thank you, I also know to come home to see me." Akina Nakamori said movedly.

Masaki Nakamori opened the briefcase and took out the house deed and land deed of his own house, and handed it to her hands and said, "Return the original object."

Akina Nakamori took the thing that was about to "lose" from her for a year in her hand and looked at it. After putting it on her chest, she hugged it and said, "I finally don't have to worry anymore."

Masaki Nakamori understood what her mother said. She didn't want to move out of here from the bottom of her heart. However, she took them out for herself.

"No, the time has not come! I remember you used it for two years." Akina Nakamori looked serious and looked at her son standing opposite him.

Masaki Nakamori put his briefcase on the glass coffee table, then sat on the sofa in the living room and said, "Is it okay to get it back in advance?"

"Okay, okay. If you need money in the future, you have to take it from me to mortgage it to the bank, which will allow the bank to earn another interest." Akina Nakamori said seriously.

"No. In the future, if the situation really happens like you said, this little money alone will be far from enough. So, from now on, you will be willing to collect it with confidence.

If I really go bankrupt one day, I will have a place to live and I can eat and drink for free." Nakamori Masaki said calmly.

"Don't say such unlucky words. You will definitely, absolutely, be able to make your personal career bigger and better.

I am still waiting to enjoy the unprecedented wealth and glory you bring to me in the future." Akina Nakamori said with full confidence in her son.

"Thank you, mom." Masaki Nakamori smiled again.

Akina Nakamori sat on the side next to him, first put the things on his hands on the glass coffee table, and then habitually stretched out his hands and placed them on his face, one left and one right, and said, "Let me see if you have lost weight or weight?"

"It must be fat." Masaki Nakamori replied directly.

"I'm talking nonsense, I've obviously lost weight. Tonight, my mom will cook some delicious food for you to nourish your body." Akina Nakamori said bluntly.

"No need to be so troubled, we mother and son should go out to eat! I'll treat you." Masaki Nakamori said without changing his smile.

Akina Nakamori didn't want to go out for dinner, so she just wanted to make some dishes that her son was used to eating inside and said, "Where is the food outside that my mother cooked for you?"

"Mom, you said this against your will. Who gave you the courage?" Nakamori Masaki said straightforwardly.

Akina Nakamori squeezed his left and right hands, which were pressing against his face, and made his mouth turn into a beak shape and said, "You have eaten my meal for so many years, and now you are disgusting what I have made. You are simply heartless."

"No. My conscience is very good." Nakamori Masaki replied.

"Tonight, we, mother and son, didn't go there, so we had a good meal at home. I also knew that my cooking skills were not as good as those chefs in high-end restaurants, but I had a taste that they didn't have, that is, the taste of home and the taste of happiness." Akina Nakamori said with a smile as a flower.

"Mom, when did you become so literary? Could it be that you received a film and television performance about family ethics dramas? These are all lines?" Masaki Nakamori said with a laugh.

Masaki Nakamori squeezed his face hard again, turning his head left and right and said, "Damn kid, you are going to run back and get angry with your mom!"

"You will deform my face. By then, I will become an ugly monster. I can't find a girlfriend or marry a wife. I will blame you all." Masaki Nakamori said in a silence.

Akina Nakamori let go of her hands, looked at her son, and asked without a smile: "Tell me the truth, have you been sleeping with a few girls on your back?"

"Whoever is my own mother asking about her own son?" Nakamori Masaki suddenly felt embarrassed.

"I'll ask you. You can rest assured that I won't tell Shizuka what I know." Akina Nakamori insisted.

"You are so gossipy. This is my personal privacy category, and I have the right not to answer." Masaki Nakamori said seriously.
Chapter completed!