Ota Ward, the westernmost ward of Tokyo's 23 wards, is also the only area among the 23 wards with a large number of industrial clusters.

Ota City, Kawasaki City, and Yokohama City form the core of the Keihin Industrial Belt around Tokyo Bay.

After the war, the RB economy developed rapidly, and the manufacturing industry, which was based on the industrial cluster of the Keihin Industrial Belt, made an indelible contribution to this.

As a result, there are a large number of manufacturing companies in Ota City, but with the expansion of the Tokyo metropolitan area in recent years, the government is gradually organizing the evacuation of intensive industries to the periphery.

On the one hand, we will optimize Tokyo's industrial structure, and on the other hand, we will promote the urbanization of central cities and reduce the population siphon of the Tokyo metropolis.

Most of the companies that remain in Ota are small and medium-sized precision companies, focusing on design and development.

And, of course, there are the family-run workshops that have been here for generations.

Today's Shirakawa Kaede and Torotaro are also coming to Ota City for the first time, and the two of them are business people in suits and leather shoes with briefcases in their hands.

In order to appear more mature in age, Shirakawa Kaede even made a big oily and shiny back.

"Kaede-chan..."Torotaro wore a suit for the first time, and he was uncomfortable.

"Ahem~" Shirakawa Kaede carried a black briefcase, straightened his tie, and then glanced at Torotaro.

"Oh, President Shirakawa. Do we just go straight to the door, and in what name? Torotaro forcibly held back his somewhat uncomfortable neck from being strangled by his tie and asked seriously.

Shirakawa Kaede nodded in satisfaction, and then began to move towards his destination. "It doesn't matter in what name, it's important to see how you say it."

Ah, this, Torotaro finally fished out his uncomfortable neck. He made up his mind not to say a word later, and just looked at Xiao Feng pretending... Just play.

After a while, the two of them found the destination of their trip near the Tama River, "Watanabe Electric Works".

The name is very bluffing, but in fact, the place is not good.

Saying that it was the company's factory building lifted it, the low factory shed looked rusty, and there were all kinds of materials and garbage piled up near the entrance.

Even the signboard hanging on the wall is almost blurred.

This is a proper family-style workshop, and Shirakawa Kaede even suspects that this factory is older than his grandfather, if he has one.

Although it was already expected, Shirakawa Kaede almost turned around and left. This place is simply true, and it is estimated that people believe it when it is said to collect garbage.

"Xiao Feng, we really didn't look for the wrong place?" Even Torotaro was so shocked that he forgot to call President Shirakawa.

In his simple thinking, the record player is also an electronic product. Shouldn't the place where they be produced be rows of machines and workers, and the whole factory is spacious, clean and bright.

"It's good..."After holding it for a long time, Shirakawa Kaede also held back such a word. But he was also more sure in his heart.

The two looked outside for a long time, but there was no one to receive them.

There's no way, you can't give up halfway. Hard-headed, Shirakawa Kaede could only take Torotaro to enter the interior from the door of the factory.

As soon as you enter the inside, the first thing that comes to your ears is the sound of several machine tools working. Because the cutting is an acrylic sheet, there is no harsh sound like cutting metal, and the whole environment is quite quiet.

Shirakawa Kaede took a look at it, and this process should be the base of the record player.

At this time, someone finally noticed this pair of uninvited guests, and a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader walked over, looking at Shirakawa Kaede and them with wary eyes. "What do you two do?"

"Oh" Shirakawa Kaede took out the business card that had been prepared from his arms and handed it over with both hands, "We are Shirakawa Electric Co., Ltd., and we are here today to talk about cooperation with you." ”

"Cooperation?" The middle-aged man with a somewhat old-fashioned face almost thought that he had heard it wrong, and now there are still people to talk about cooperation in this situation?

He glanced at Shirakawa Kaede and Torotaro suspiciously, one smiling kindly, the other expressionless.

Confused, he nodded in understanding. Forget it, let the president of Watanabe decide the specific matter, and he doesn't bother to care.

The middle-aged man went to inform the president, and Shirakawa Kaede and they were left behind again.

The other workers in the factory all looked at Shirakawa Kaede and them with their eyes, and someone lowered his head and whispered, "It won't be the bank that came to ask for the debt, right, I heard that President Watanabe just took out a loan some time ago?" ”

"Who knows, maybe we'll be out of work soon. I've heard that there have been a lot of complaints about our Blackstone record players lately. ”

"Oh, no."

"Don't worry about it, if you're unemployed, you'll be unemployed, and you won't be able to find a job now. Do it for a day, do it for a day. ”

I didn't hear the complaints of the workers, and I didn't get annoyed that there was no one to receive them. Shirakawa Kaede instead visited the production here with great interest.

The whole place is not big, about two or three hundred square meters. It is divided into different areas, except for the base shell of the record player, which is processed by the machine tools at the door, and some other parts should be purchased directly.

It's more like an assembly factory, where parts from different manufacturers are assembled into vinyl record players.

It's just that the scale is much smaller, and according to this efficiency, it would be good to have an output of dozens of units a day.

The place is too small, there are too few people, and the efficiency is too low. Sure enough, it's a family-style workshop, and most of the processes are manual, so it's hell if you can do it quickly.

At this moment, a young man dressed in a very fashionable fashion came over with a smile on his face.

"Shirakawa-san, yes, I'm the president of Watanabe Denki, Kazumasa Watanabe. Thank you for your kind attention. ”

"President Watanabe is gracious."

Shirakawa Kaede exchanged business cards with him and also exchanged pleasantries.

The young president, San, doesn't look like a president at all, but like a pastime young man who has just come out of the dance floor.

Perm, big gold watch, open white suit, proper hipster man.

Under his enthusiastic leadership, Shirakawa Kaede and the others were ushered into the conference room upstairs.

Kazumasa Watanabe saw that there was no one outside and closed the door. Turning his head, he immediately greeted enthusiastically, "Shirakawa-san wants to talk about cooperation, right, equity or acquisition?" Rest assured that the price is negotiable, how about 20 million? He held up two fingers and looked at Shirakawa Kaede expectantly.

Yes? Bai Chuanfeng was directly stunned, he hadn't made a move yet, why did the other party surrender?

As for Torataro, he looked at Shirakawa Kaede with adoring eyes, amazing. This business doesn't need to be opened, and the negotiation is almost done.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Shirakawa Kaede asked without changing his face, "President Watanabe, you might as well talk about it in detail." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a play, Watanabe Kazumasa became even more energetic, "Shirakawa-san, rest assured, although our Kuroshi is not as good as Hitachi Panasonic, we have been making record players for many years." Word of mouth is definitely no problem with regular customers. ”

Is it your reputation? Still absolutely no problem? Believe it or not, pull you in front of the people who recently bought your record players, and they're going to cut you.

Bai Chuanfeng complained in his heart, but his face showed a look of listening carefully.

"If it weren't for the recent transformation into other industries, I would never have considered selling Blackstone's record player." After saying that, Kazumasa Watanabe showed an expression that you picked up a big bargain.

Shirakawa Kaede pondered for a while, and then he spoke cautiously, "President Watanabe, do you really plan to sell the Blackstone record player?" ”

"Of course, I'm in charge of everything here." Kazumasa Watanabe patted his chest and promised.

"He can't be the master, and the Blackstone record player won't be sold!"

A sudden sound came from outside the door, accompanied by two coughs.