"Nakajima-san, do you have anything to explain about Aihua's huge losses in the past two months?"

At the meeting of the board of directors of Aihua, Heitaro Nakajima, who was over half a hundred years old, stood honestly in front of the shareholders with his head bowed like a schoolboy who was being trained, with a calm face.

At this moment, he was questioned by an old man with gray hair, whose name was Mitsuo Ikehato, the founder of Aihua Co., Ltd.

He sat in the middle of the shareholders, and his face was also gloomy at this time.

Nakajima's lips moved, and finally bowed his head and said, "Smy Marseille!" ”

"Bang!" The crutches in Mitsuo Ikehato's hand were beaten hard, "A loss of 6.6 billion yen in two months!" Can it be explained with an apology?! ”

6.6 billion yen, the profit of the entire Aihua in a year is only how much.

Heitaro Nakajima's operation, whether Aihua can make a profit this year is still to be said.

As the founder of Aihua, Mitsuo Ikehato is of course heartbroken.

After being reprimanded, Heitaro Nakajima also had an ugly face, and he raised his gaze just in time to see Kozo Osone's gloating eyes.

That's right, Kozo Osone also came, and he attended the board meeting as a shareholder representative of Sony.

Heitaro Nakajima, who was already full of anger and grievances in his heart, was stimulated by Kozo Osone's eyes.

The resentment in his heart exploded instantly, and he raised his head to look directly at Mitsuo Ikehato.

"Ikehato-san, from the very beginning, he didn't agree with Aihua getting involved in the walkman business again.

However, you have repeatedly urged Aihua to return to the walkman market this year.

Now that there is an accident, ask the contemptible person at this time, how should the contemptible person reply?! ”

While saying this, Heitaro Nakajima's eyes stared at Kozo Osone with hatred.

It's all this guy, and most of the reasons for today's situation are to blame.

"Cough" Although he was looked at viciously by Heitaro Nakajima, Kozo Osone looked innocent.

"Nakajima-san, you can't say that. Aihua re-entered the Walkman field, but after a unanimous vote of the board of directors, the contemptible person only voted in favor. ”

"You!."

"That's it!" Mitsuo Ikehato slammed the cane in his hand again, interrupting Nakajima Heitaro's defense.

"Nakajima-san, as the president of Aihua, I hope you can take on the role of president.

Now the board of directors asks you again, can you come up with reasonable measures to recover Aihua's losses? ”

Heitaro Nakajima was silent for a long time before shaking his head.

"Sales in the North American market have almost come to a standstill, and another price reduction will only damage Aihua's brand image, and the gains outweigh the losses.

For now, we can only make a quick decision and send North American storage and freight to Europe or Asia at a low price to recover some of the losses.

After that, if you are not absolutely sure, do not try to enter the Walkman market again, especially if you are in direct competition with Shirakawa Electric. ”

It's happened, and it's the only way Heitaro Nakajima can think of to reduce Aihua's losses.

"Nakajima-san, wouldn't it damage Aihua's brand image if the storage and freight were sent to Europe and Asia at a low price?"

Kozo Osone questioned it at the right time, and seeing his face full of consideration for Aihua, Heitaro Nakajima almost believed it.

"Osone-san" Heitaro Nakajima forcibly held back the unhappiness in his tone, "The low-price treatment in Europe and Asia has only been carried out at least once, and the damage caused to Aihua is limited.

In addition, the speed must be fast, do not hesitate, I suspect that Shirakawa Electric is about to enter the European market. ”

"Is there really nothing North America can do at all?" Mitsuo Ikehato, who was on crutches, still asked without giving up.

It is no wonder that his obsession with him, three times the local market of neon, no capitalist will let go.

And at this moment, Aihua has figured out the problems encountered by his own Walkman in North America.

But when it comes to the contradictions between races, Aihua doesn't know how to break the situation.

They have no experience in this area at all, after all, the neon nation is too homogeneous.

It's no wonder that Aihua is so passive, because their roots in North America are not deep.

Even at this time, I didn't know that there was a shadow of Shirakawa Electric behind all this.

Seeing that Mitsuo Ikehato was still entangled in the North American market, Heitaro Nakajima couldn't help but feel powerless.

Rotten clubs, rotten ideas.

Without a response from Heitaro Nakajima, Mitsuo Ikehato could not hide his disappointment.

He paused his cane again, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

"Nakajima-san, given the huge losses brought to Aihua, someone must stand up and take responsibility for this matter. Do you understand? ”

If there is a meaningful look at Mitsuo Ueike, Heitaro Nakajima was suddenly struck by lightning.

Unexpectedly, it finally came to this point. He sighed deeply, and after staying for a while, he gradually came back to his senses.

When he raised his gaze again, Mitsuo Ikehato was expressionless, and Kozo Osone seemed to be smiling.

"Contemptible people understand" Heitaro Nakajima nodded, then turned around and left the conference room without saying a word.

The people behind it gradually blurred, and the "AIWA" logo on the wall also disappeared.

Back in the office, Heitaro Nakajima sat quietly in his chair.

In just one year, it seems that I am going to change places again.

For Aihua's failure in the walkman market this time, he felt depressed and at the same time, he also had a deep sense of exhaustion.

The pressure from the board of directors, the pressure from Sony, was haunted in his heart all the time.

Although you are the head of a company, you are constrained everywhere.

This experience in Aihua is not even as comfortable as the time at Sony Research Institute.

Although in order to complete the technology research and development as soon as possible, I work overtime every day. But at least fulfilling, free.

Today, Heitaro Nakajima turns his head to find his reflection in the glass of the window.

Unconsciously, there seemed to be a little more hair on the temples.

Shirakawa Electric, yes, is the Shirakawa Electric that has caused great trouble to Aihua and himself.

At this moment, Nakajima Heitaro has no hatred for it at all, and there is nothing to say about business competition, and his skills are not as good as others.

I just don't know if the junior brother will find himself to drink after losing the aura of the president.

Thinking of this, Nakajima Heitaro smiled self-deprecatingly, and the mediocrity disturbed himself.

"Jingle bell~" The phone on the table interrupted his thoughts.

"Moximoxi? Ohga Noriyo-san? Okay, I'll go over now. ”

Putting down the phone, Heitaro Nakajima's face became serious again.

He didn't have time to think about it, but after cleaning up a little, he hurriedly left the office and rushed to the Sony headquarters building in Shinagawa Ward.

Half an hour after "Ogaga-san", Heitaro Nakajima arrived at Norio Ohga's office.

The latter looked up from behind his desk, "Nakajima, you're here." ”

Hearing Norio Oga's seemingly affectionate address, for some reason, Heitaro Nakajima suddenly had a bad premonition.

After "sitting", Norio Ohga came to the sofa area and motioned for the latter to sit down.

Heitaro Nakajima pressed the uneasiness in his heart and slowly sat down on the sofa.

"I've heard about Aihua's affairs" Norio Ohga picked up his coffee, blew on it, and took a slight sip.

"Ohga-san" Heitaro Nakajima wanted to explain something, but he remembered what happened to Aihua before, and he didn't know where to start.

"Nakajima"

"Hail"

"HQ, decided to transfer you back to Sony."

Sure enough, it was not surprising. But when I return to Sony, where should I be arranged?

Heitaro Nakajima bowed his head and quietly waited for the judgment of fate.

"The board of directors has decided to transfer you to the position of minister under the Audio Division, the maintenance and after-sales department."

"Ohga-san!" Heitaro Nakajima looked up in disbelief, his face frightened.

He had just been asked to resign from Aihua, and he was not so gaffe.

But hearing Norio Oga's words just now, Heitaro Nakajima was completely panicked.

This is my home base, and Sony's importance to his career is self-evident.

Norio Ohga sighed slightly, "This is the decision of the board of directors. ”

Nakajima Heitaro's expression froze instantly, and he understood.

The decision of Sony's board of directors cannot be changed by Norio Ohga.

He thought that he would sit on the cold bench when he returned to Sony. But I didn't expect it to be such an arrangement.

The Radio Division has little presence in Sony's overall business.

Even if it's not a sunset industry, its potential is almost exhausted.

And now I not only go to such a department, but also the after-sales maintenance department that no one wants to go to.

After-sales maintenance, after-sales maintenance, a former director of the research institute and former president of Aihua.

At the age of more than half a hundred, he has been reduced to the most inconspicuous existence in middle management.

"Nakajima-san" Norio Ohga also knows that he has been wronged by this, but there are some things that he can't decide in a word.

"This arrangement may only be temporary, please wait for the time."

Heitaro Nakajima smiled miserably, he was already a lot old, what time was there to wait.

"Hai" he bowed his head deeply and saluted to Oga Norio, "Ohaga-san, the contemptible person will retire first." ”

Norio Oga nodded silently, and the latter got up and left without saying a word.

Looking at his figure like a walking corpse, Norio Ohga was also silent for a long time.

I don't know how long later, a soft sigh rang out in the conference room.

Norio Ohga returned to his desk and picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Moxie Moxi?"

"Shirakawa-san, it's me, Norio Oga."

"Eh, it's Ohga-san." Shirakawa Kaede, who was dealing with official business, showed a surprised look.

"Would it be convenient to meet, Shirakawa-san?"

"When?" Shirakawa Kaede quietly put down the document in his hand.

"Now"

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go over now."

"Then wait for the ride."

Click, Shirakawa Kaede hung up the phone, and his mind immediately raced to think.

What's going on, why did Norio Ohga suddenly want to see him at this time.

I haven't heard anything special about Sony lately.

For a CD player? Not like. Neither Sony nor Shirakawa Electric has made great progress at present.

Walkman? No, the other party doesn't pay much attention to this piece at all.

"Assistant Komatsu, immediately go check what news there is from Sony recently, oh yes" Shirakawa Kaede's eyes suddenly lit up, "And Aihua, give me a reply in five minutes, I have an emergency." ”

"Hay!" Assistant Komatsu immediately trotted out of the office.

(End of chapter)