"How is it possible, it obviously means 'Northern Dynasty'......"

"No, he is the founder of the ERP system." Zhou Shuo said with a smile.

With a "whoosh", there was a commotion in the venue. Popular American business management software, the author will be a Chinese? No one will lie about this kind of thing, otherwise it will be easily exposed. Is it true? When did the Chinese have such a good technique!

"Okay, okay." Zhou Shuo reluctantly pressed his arm and beckoned. Naturally, a waiter from the audience ran up, and he ordered: "Prepare a phone call for me, I need someone who can make international calls." ”

The waiter stood upright, bowed his head and said, "Hey! ”

Then, he ran down again.

After a while, a telephone line was dragged to the stage. Zhou Shuo took out his phone book under the gaze of everyone, found the phone number of James, Microsoft's current manager in charge of the ERP software project, and dialed it.

When he tossed the dial, the entire banquet hall fell silent, and everyone held their breath.

The waiting beep in the microphone rang twice, and James's voice came from inside. Zhou Shuo said in English: "Hello Mr. James! I'm Zhou Shuo, how is your business lately? ”

The two exchanged two words, and then Zhou Shuo said: "Mr. James, I am now in Japan, and there are some partners here who want to confirm the identity of my ERP software author, I hope you can help me." ”

After waiting on the phone, Zhou Shuo left the fax number of the Ise Island Hotel to James. After saying thank you, it was only a little more than a minute before and after hanging up the phone.

"That's it?" Oda Takio is a little incredulous, but the other party is Microsoft, a large company worth tens of billions, just listening to the orders of a Chinese?

Zhou Shuo nodded and said, "Please calm down and wait for a while." ”

"You just make a phone call, who knows who is on the other side of the phone? Didn't you arrange it to deceive us? ”

Zhou Shuo shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's all I can do, if I want to believe, I will naturally believe it, and if I don't want to believe it, I can't do it." ”

Not long after, a waiter ran up to the stage with a fax. Zhou Shuo held the fax high in front of everyone and said, "Everyone, please see, this is the confirmation letter issued by Microsoft, and here is the autograph of Mr. James, the head of the ERP department." ”

After speaking, Zhou Shuo asked people to take the fax down. After everyone circulated it to each other, they hurriedly exchanged their heads and ears.

"Is this true?"

"It looks like ah, you see there's a power of attorney attached to it......"

Bang, there was a sudden sound of tapping on the microphone on the stage. Everyone in the audience looked up, only to see Sonoshi Son, the president of SoftBank Company, standing on the stage with a microphone, and seeing people's eyes focused on him, he said: "You have all read the confirmation letter just now, and I can also use my reputation as a guarantee here, Zhou Sang is indeed the author of ERP software, you don't have to doubt it." ”

"Oh!" Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and the persuasiveness of a piece of paper was certainly not as good as the guarantee of Masayoshi Son, president of SoftBank Group in the industry. Now that he has come forward, then this thing must be true.

From Son's point of view, as a partner, he certainly has to look at Zhou Shuo's level of handling problems. Although the crisis handling just now was not a perfect score, he was still quite satisfied. In the face of Japan's general discrimination against China, it is already very good to be able to do this, and from the bottom of his heart, he even feels a little sympathetic.

Son is Korean-Japanese, and he himself claims that his ancestors moved to Korea from China. However, in Japan, both Koreans and Chinese are very discriminated against. Lee Chung-sung, a fourth-generation Korean player who was born and raised that year, was selected for the Japanese national team, and was scolded as a dog by the Japanese, which was simply a dog-eat-dog comedy. But Son is still a Japanese after all, and we don't have to label him as Chinese, because we are not as shameless as Koreans who recognize their relatives indiscriminately.

Of course, with Son's current status, no one dares to discriminate against him anymore.

Oda still couldn't believe it, but he didn't dare to openly question Son's guarantee. I had to say unwillingly: "Okay, even if it is as President Sun said, this can only prove your personal technical ability." If Chinese want to do software outsourcing business in Japan, you can't do it all alone, right? What is the level of skill of ordinary Chinese, this is the key to the problem! ”

Zhou Shuo took the microphone from Sun Zhengyi's hand, nodded and said, "That's true, so I'd like to ask you for a favor here, who has the data that needs to be entered?" I can provide you with free input services, within 300,000 words, guaranteed to be completed in one hour. ”

"An hour?" Oda Shofu was amazed, ordinary people can enter 30 words in a minute, which is already very good. 300,000 words are entered in an hour, and 5,000 words are entered in a minute, even if the parallel processing counts the time for allocation and summarization, at least 200 people must work at the same time.

"I'm coming!" Before he could finish the calculation, Yukio Eguchi, who was beside Oda Shofu, stood up and said loudly.

From the moment Zhou Shuo stood up, Yukio Eguchi paid attention. What could be more exciting than reducing the cost to one-tenth at a time?

Unlike Oda Takao, Eguchi does not discriminate against Chinese. For him, it makes no difference whether to use Chinese or Japanese. As long as you can get the job done accurately and quickly, isn't it normal to hand over the business to someone with a lower cost?

Yukio Eguchi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed his company number, and gave a quick order.

He put the phone back in his pocket, nodded to Zhou Shuo with a smile, and said, "No problem, within fifteen minutes, my staff will arrive at the venue with 300,000 words of information." ”

"Thank you very much for the gentleman's help, and then I will start setting up the venue."

As he spoke, Zhou Shuo beckoned, and the waiters of the Iseshima Hotel rushed in from the corner gate. Some of them carried desks, some held telephone lines, and some held fax machines. Three times five divided by two, and a workbench was erected. There are more than 20 fax machines side by side, which is all that a hotel in Ise Island can come up with.

Soon, employees of Yukio Eguchi's company rushed over with a thick stack of papers.

Yukio Eguchi personally checked that there was nothing that needed to be kept secret, and handed the documents to the waiter at the Iseshima Hotel. More than 20 waiters stood on the stage and began to make international calls according to the phone number issued by Zhou Shuo.

The sound of the tick bee sounded, and the fax machines each established a connection. Nearly 400 sheets of A4 paper with materials printed on them were distributed, and each person was only about 20 sheets. For a while, the air over the banquet hall was densely echoed with the hum of the fax machine when it was running, and it was so low that it made people's teeth ache.

It didn't take long for each fax machine to do its job. Zhou Shuo stood on the sidelines, picked up the phone and dialed it into China.

"I'm Zhou Shuo, well, have you received the fax?"

"Okay, complete the entry as quickly as possible, and send it to my mailbox."

"Tell everyone to work harder, whether you eat meat or drink soup depends on this!"

Putting the phone down, Zhou Shuo loosened his neckline. Looking at the group of Japanese people who were talking in a low voice below, I felt a slight feeling in my heart. I hope that this action can make the development of China's software industry faster and better! Great software cannot be developed by simply doing data entry and software testing for people, and Chinese still have a long way to go if they want to occupy a place in the international software market.

As the banquet continued, the Japanese continued to exchange pleasantries in small circles as at the beginning, but inevitably there was always a glimmer of attention on the stage.

Oda looked at Yukio Eguchi and said dissatisfiedly: "Eguchi-kun, you don't think that Chinese really have the ability to complete the entry of 300,000 words in an hour, right?" This requires at least 200 people working at the same time. With the technical level and economic conditions of the Chinese, where can I find so many skilled entry personnel? ”

Yukio Eguchi spread his hands innocently and said, "Anyway, it's just a test, so let's give President Sun a face." If it is true, as Zhou Sang said, China's labor cost is only one-tenth of Japan's, then it would be great! Can you imagine an employee who earns less than $300 a month? My company is not the same as yours, and it will greatly increase my profitability! ”

"But it will leave a lot of Japanese people unemployed." Oda pointed out sharply.

Yukio Eguchi smiled indifferently: "You can increase the number of proofreaders." And I don't necessarily need to lay off people, I can add more business, hire more salesmen and proofreaders, but reduce the number of entry staff. ”

"But the amount of domestic business is certain, and if you increase your business, someone will lose business, and there will always be Japanese companies that will have to pay the price."

Yukio Eguchi pursed his lips and smiled innocently: "Business is business, and the market always favors people who make the right choice." ”

Oda Shofu sighed and shook his head: "I'm afraid that the Chinese's ambitions are endless, and after eating these low-tech businesses, sooner or later they will threaten the high-end business." ”

An hour is not long, but it is not short, and everyone at the banquet has already drunk three rounds of dishes and five flavors.

But it was only more than forty minutes, and the phone on the stage suddenly rang, and Zhou Shuo lifted the microphone and said in a deep voice: "Hey, where?" ”

Saying something on the other side of the phone, Zhou Shuo said with a smile: "Okay, great!" I'll celebrate you when you go back! ”

His every move on stage has long attracted the attention of the people in the audience, and although no one can understand Chinese, everyone has their ears up and listened attentively to his phone call.

Zhou Shuo nodded to Masayoshi Son, sat down in front of a computer next to the workbench, turned on the computer and ran the email program, and projected the received text files onto the screen in front of the stage through the projector.

A group of Japanese people in the audience suddenly burst into amazement!