Eko Yamamoto was confused by her father's mysterious actions, said goodnight to her father, returned to her room, and looked at the document bag on the table from time to time.

Since my father refused to let me see it in advance, maybe it was something bad.

Yesterday, four days after the outbreak of the storm, the shares of the Yamamoto Foundation had fallen for three consecutive days, and the secretary general of the board of directors proposed to convene an enlarged meeting of the board of directors to discuss countermeasures and resolve the crisis.

In addition to some directors and shareholders of the Yamamoto Foundation, the enlarged meeting was attended by representatives of political circles, business associations, and major banks.

The secretary general of the board of directors, Tayama Zhimitsu, handed over the list to Yamamoto Eko for the first time, Tayama Zhiguang is a polite middle-aged man, and his attitude towards Yamamoto Eko has always been extremely respectful, but when Eko glanced at the names listed on the list, his heart was still pressed over a burst of clouds.

"Mr. Tayama, how did this list come about?" Teko Yamamoto tried her best to hide the shock in her heart and asked with a smile.

"It was all proposed by various directors and shareholders." Tayama replied quietly.

Yamamoto Teko's face was solemn, this Tayama Zhiguang had followed his father since his father took over the Yamamoto family in the fifth year, and it was impossible for him not to see the problems in this list - there are several people here who have coveted the status of the Yamamoto family for a long time, and even publicly challenged the position of chairman of the board of directors of Yamamoto Shintora.

As secretary of the board, he has the power to select and reject attendees unless he has betrayed his father.

Eko Yamamoto just wanted to open her mouth and asked, has this list been screened? Are there some people who are not suitable for such a meeting?

Tayama Zhiguang had already bowed slightly and was ready to leave.

"Oh, by the way, this list has been sent to the company's mailbox, and some people who are not at the headquarters can read the list in the mailbox."

Tian Shan Zhiguang walked to the door, turned around solemnly, and gave a command, looking at his face, he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

Is it apologies for this list? Could it be that some major shareholder forced him to accept the people in it?

Tayama Shimitsu did seem to be a little evasive, and without waiting for Yamamoto Eko to answer, he strode out of her office.

Eko Yamamoto subconsciously opened the corporate mailbox of the Yamamoto Foundation, and there were many people who sent it, but the name of Yamamoto Shintora in the first position was impressively listed.

Hehe, I also know that I sent it to my father, according to the convention, my father should have read it before it could be made public.

Yamamoto Eko felt sour in her heart, blaming herself, her father had long intended to cultivate herself, but she was too ignorant to blindly chase her so-called freedom, until her father was unwell and couldn't go back to the company, so he threw the company to himself in a daze.

However, due to the opinions of the directors and shareholders, there is a big difference between Eko and being the agent of Shintora Yamamoto rather than the actual chairman of the board of directors.

Some people with a certain amount of power and background will always find ways to bypass her, and some people even lobby left and right between her and Yamamoto Shintora, creating differences between Yamamoto Teko and her father, so as to maximize their own interests.

Yamamoto is full of remorse and resentment for her naivety over the years, but when she returns home, she can only force a smile because her father has made a rule that she is not allowed to talk about work at home.

Unexpectedly, before this big turmoil, my father still refused to break the rules, and carefully taught himself how to face it tomorrow.

Hey, it's not that my father didn't teach me, it's that I didn't want to learn at the beginning.

Tossing and turning, it was almost early in the morning, Yamamoto Eko's head was still a mess, and she couldn't sleep more and more, so she had to practice meditation to let herself fall into a deep sleep.

The next day, as soon as it was dawn, Eko Yamamoto rushed to the company by car.

After a night of meditation, she added a bit of nameless fighting spirit, and when she saw that her family was asleep, she drove out alone without saying hello to her father.

Before she knew it, Yamamoto's car had entered a narrow tunnel on the Esplanade, specially designed to withstand typhoons and tsunamis.

At this point in time, there were very few vehicles in the tunnel, and the tunnel was very remote and empty.

Yamamoto suddenly noticed that the tunnel gate behind her was slowly hanging down - a gate made to prevent seawater from backing up, waterproof and fireproof, and with good sealing performance.

Not good –

It was too late to turn back, and Eko Yamamoto hurriedly accelerated her sprint—however, all that awaited her was the last ray of light, gradually swallowed up by the heavy gates.

Eko Yamamoto slammed on the brakes, and the tires scraped against the ground with a piercing scream.

Four inconspicuous cars quickly surrounded them - this must not be an ordinary robber, and few people in Japan dare to stand in the way of Yamamoto Eko.

Eko Yamamoto quickly pressed the security button, and the ventilation parts of the car body were all closed, and the oxygen concentrator in the car was replaced.

The second and third layers of bulletproof glass have all been upgraded, and the whole car is like an impregnable fortress.

The screen in front of the cockpit is divided into five panels, and the roof, front, rear, left and right are clearly visible.

There were a total of ten people from the other side, and all ten of them were in uniform ninja attire, dressed in black, bound with hemp rope, and the long knives and hidden weapons they carried were also uniform.

Judging from their gait, two of them are definitely first-class masters, and they are also the leaders of everyone, and the reason why they and several subordinates are uniformly dressed and unified with their blades must be to hide their identities.

It's not sure if the other party has a gun, but the three-layer bulletproof glass is enough for them to fight for half a day.

These are specially made bulletproof glass, and even if five machine guns fire a little at the same time, it will take nearly 10,000 rounds to break the glass.

I don't know if it was the sudden braking just now or the other party used something like thistle, one of the tires on the left and right blew out, and it was impossible to drive into the other party.

Eko Yamamoto tucked two pistols into her waist, took a few more * with her, and then held the knife in her hand and calmly observed the opponent's movements.

The regret and resentment of the past few days, and the fuel on the fire, under the seemingly calm face of Yamamoto Eko, there is a killing intent that has already risen up.

She is not a person who is willing to hide, but she still has to work steadily, using the armor system of the car to wear down the opponent, and she can also touch the reality of the opponent.

The two leaders stopped a dozen paces away from the car.

A whistle sounded, one of them made a few gestures, and two of his men returned to the car and took out something.

Even if the other party takes out a bazooka, the car can carry two shots.

However, to Yamamoto's surprise, the other party actually took out a vibrator.

This is an engineering device, the whole is like a short and thick steel pipe, hollow, equipped with an eccentric oscillator inside, which can produce high-frequency micro-amplitude vibration under the drive of the motor, up to 20,000 times per minute. It is usually used in construction projects to vibrate concrete components such as beams and columns, load-bearing walls, etc.

"—"

Eko, who is extremely well-bred, finally couldn't help but curse a foul word, which was probably the first time in her life that she scolded such ugly words.

It is no wonder that the girl cursed, the world's fastest single-barreled machine gun MG42 has a rate of fire of 1,400 rounds per minute, and the frequency of impact of this vibrator is more than ten times that of it.

Not only that, but while Eko Yamamoto was staring at the vibrator, two other people on the other side took small welding equipment and quickly welded the four doors to death.

This is done in order to block Yamamoto Eko's way out, and the other party only needs to shatter the front window glass to catch the turtle in the urn.