Chapter 250 Nakajima Heitaro's Lament
"Mr. Nakajima, do you have any explanation for Aihua's huge losses in the past two months?"
At the Aiwa board meeting, Nakajima Heitaro, who was over fifty years old, stood in front of the shareholders with his head lowered, looking solemn, like a primary school student being scolded.
The person who asked him the question at this moment was a white-haired old man, whose name was Mitsuo Ikeguchi, the founder of Aiwa Corporation.
He was sitting right in the middle of the shareholders, his face also filled with anger.
Nakajima Heitaro moved his lips, but finally bowed and said, "Smith Marseille!"
"Bang!" Ikeguchi Mitsuo slammed his cane hard, "A loss of 6.6 billion yen in two months! Can an apology explain it?!"
6.6 billion yen, that’s how much is the annual profit of Aiwa.
Due to Nakajima Heitaro’s actions, it remains to be seen whether Aiwa can make a profit this year.
As the founder of Aiwa, Mitsuo Ikeguchi was of course heartbroken.
After being scolded, Nakajima Heitaro also looked unhappy. He raised his eyes and saw Ozone Kozo's gloating eyes.
That’s right, Kozo Ozone was also here. He attended the board meeting as a representative of Sony’s shareholders.
Nakajima Heitaro, who was already filled with anger and grievance, was stimulated by Ozone Yukizo's eyes.
The resentment in his heart exploded instantly, and he raised his head and looked directly at Chi Jiu Mitsuo.
"Mr. Chi Jiu, from the beginning I disagreed with Aihua getting involved in the Walkman business again.
But you have repeatedly urged Aiwa to return to the portable player market this year.
Now something unexpected has happened, and you are questioning me at this time, how should I respond? ! "
While saying this, Nakajima Heitaro stared at Ozone Kozo with hatred.
It's all because of this guy. Most of the current situation is due to him.
"Ahem" Although Nakajima Heitaro looked at him viciously, Ozone Yukizo looked innocent.
"Mr. Nakajima, you can't say that. Aihua's re-entry into the Walkman field was approved by the board of directors with a unanimous vote. I just voted in favor."
"you!……"
"Okay!" Ikehiro Mitsuo slammed the cane in his hand again, interrupting Nakajima Heitaro's defense.
"Mr. Nakajima, as the president of Aihua, I hope you can act in a responsible manner.
Now the board of directors asks you again, can you come up with reasonable measures to recover Aihua’s losses?”
Nakajima Heitaro was silent for a long time before shaking his head.
“Sales in the North American market have almost come to a standstill, and further price cuts will only damage Aiwa’s brand image, which is not worth the loss.
The only solution now is to act decisively and ship the North American inventory to Europe or Asia for sale at a low price to recover some of the losses.
After that, if you are not absolutely sure, don’t try to enter the Walkman market again, especially when competing head-on with Shirakawa Electric.”
Things have already happened, and this is the only way Nakajima Heitaro can think of to reduce Aiwa's losses.
"Mr. Nakajima, wouldn't it damage Aiwa's brand image if we shipped the inventory to Europe and Asia and sold it at a low price?"
Ozone Kozo raised the question at the right time, and seeing that he was concerned about Aihua, Nakajima Heitaro almost believed it.
"Mr. Ozone," Nakajima Heitaro said, trying hard to suppress the unhappiness in his tone, "The low-price disposal in Europe and Asia was at least only done once, and the damage to Aiwa was limited.
Also, the speed must be fast and there must be no hesitation. I suspect that Shirakawa Electric will soon enter the European market.”
"Is there really no solution in North America?" Ikegami Mitsuo, who was leaning on a crutch, asked without giving up.
No wonder he is obsessed with it. No capitalist would let go of a market that is three times the size of Japan's own.
And at this moment, Aihua has already figured out the problems his Walkman encountered in North America.
However, when it comes to racial conflicts, Aihua doesn't know how to resolve the situation.
They have absolutely no experience in this area, after all, the Japanese people are too homogeneous.
It is no wonder that Aiwa is so passive because they do not have deep roots in North America.
Even at this time, it was not known that Shirakawa Electric was behind all this.
Seeing that Mitsuo Ikeguchi was still struggling with the North American market, Heitaro Nakajima couldn't help feeling powerless.
A rotten society, a rotten mind.
Not getting a response from Nakajima Heitaro, Ikeguchi Mitsuo could not hide his disappointment.
He gently paused the cane in his hand again, attracting the attention of everyone in the conference room.
"Mr. Nakajima, in view of the huge losses caused to Aihua, someone must step forward to take responsibility for this matter. Do you... understand?"
When he met Ikehiro Mitsuo's meaningful eyes, Nakajima Heitaro was struck by lightning.
Unexpectedly, it would eventually come to this. He sighed deeply, and after a long while, he gradually came back to his senses.
When he raised his eyes again, Ikeguchi Mitsuo had a blank expression on his face, while Ozone Kozo seemed to be smiling.
"I understand," Nakajima Heitaro nodded, then turned around and left the meeting room without saying a word.
The people behind him gradually became blurred, and the "AIWA" logo on the wall also disappeared.
…
Back in the office, Nakajima Heitaro sat in a chair, lost in thought.
In just one year, it seems that I have to move to a new place again.
He felt depressed and deeply exhausted about Aihua's failure in the portable player market.
The pressure from the board of directors and the pressure from Sony were always on his mind.
Although he is the head of a society, he is constrained everywhere.
My experience at Aiwa was not even as comfortable as my time at Sony Research Institute.
Although I have to work overtime every day to complete the technical development as soon as possible, at least it is fulfilling and free.
Now, Nakajima Heitaro turned his head and found his reflection in the window glass.
Before I knew it, there seemed to be a little more gray hair on my temples.
Shirakawa Electric, yes, that is the Shirakawa Electric that caused Aihua and myself so much trouble.
At this moment, Nakajima Heitaro did not have any hatred towards it at all. When it comes to business competition, there is nothing to say if you are not as skilled as others.
I just don't know if that junior fellow will still ask me out for drinks after I lose the halo of being the club president.
Thinking of this, Nakajima Heitaro smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that it was just a waste of time.
"Ding-ling-ling~" The phone on the table interrupted his thoughts.
"Moshimoshi? ... Ohga Norio-san? ... Okay, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Nakajima Heitaro's face became serious again.
Without thinking too much, he packed up quickly and hurriedly left the office and rushed to the Sony headquarters building in Shinagawa District.
…
"Ohga-san" More than half an hour later, Nakajima Heitaro arrived at Ohga Norio's office.
The latter looked up from behind his desk, "Nakajima, you're here."
Hearing Ohga Norio's seemingly friendly address, Nakajima Heitaro suddenly had a bad feeling for some reason.
After "sitting down", Ohga Norio came to the sofa area and motioned for the latter to sit down.
Nakajima Heitaro suppressed his anxiety and slowly sat down on the sofa.
"I heard about what happened with Aihua." Ohga Norio picked up the coffee, blew on it, and took a sip.
"Oga-san..." Nakajima Heitaro wanted to explain something, but when he recalled what happened to him at Aihua's place before, he didn't know where to start.
"Middle Island"
"Hayi"
"Headquarters has decided to transfer you back to Sony."
Sure enough, it was the expected result. But after returning to Sony, where should I be assigned?
Nakajima Heitaro lowered his head and quietly waited for the judgment of fate.
"The board of directors has decided to transfer you back to the Radio Division, to the Repair and After-Sales Department, as the director."
"Oga-san!" Nakajima Heitaro looked up in disbelief, his face filled with panic.
He had just been asked to resign from Aihua , but he did not behave in such a way.
But after hearing what Ohga Norio just said, Nakajima Heitaro was completely panicked.
This is my base camp. Sony is very important to my career. This arrangement...
Ohga Norio sighed slightly, "This is the decision of the board of directors."
Nakajima Heitaro's expression froze instantly; he understood.
Even Norio Ohga could not change the decision of Sony's board of directors.
He thought that he would be on the bench when he returned to Sony, but he didn't expect that this would be the arrangement.
The radio division has almost no presence in Sony's overall business.
Even if it is not a sunset industry, its potential has been almost exhausted.
Not only did I end up working in such a department, but I was also working in the after-sales maintenance department, which is where no one wants to work.
After-sales maintenance, after-sales maintenance, I am a former director of a research institute, former president of Aihua...
At the age of over 50, he has fallen to the most insignificant position in middle management.
"Mr. Nakajima" Ohga Norio also knew that this was a bit unfair to him, but there were some things he could not decide on his own.
"This arrangement may only be temporary, please wait for the right time."
Nakajima Heitaro smiled bitterly, thinking that he was already very old and there was no chance for him to wait.
"Hai." He bowed deeply to Norio Ohga, "Mr. Ohga, I'll take my leave now."
Ohga Norio nodded silently, and the latter stood up and left without saying a word.
Looking at his figure that looked like a walking corpse, Ohga Norio remained silent for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, a soft sigh was heard in the conference room.
Norio Ohga returned to his desk, picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Moshimoshi?"
"Shirakawa-san, it's me, Norio Ohga."
"Hey, it's Ohga-san." Shirakawa Kaede, who was handling official business, showed a surprised look.
"Is it convenient for us to meet, Shirakawa-san?"
"When?" Bai Chuanfeng calmly put down the documents in his hand.
"Now"
"Okay, please wait for a moment, Oga-san. I'll be there right away."
"Then wait for your arrival."
With a click, Baichuan Feng hung up the phone and immediately started thinking rapidly.
What's going on? Why does Ohga Norio suddenly want to see me ?
I haven't heard of anything special happening at Sony recently.
For a CD player? Not likely. Neither Sony nor Shirakawa Electric has made any major progress so far.
Walkman? Not really. The other party doesn't really care about this.
"Assistant Xiaosong, check what news there is from Sony right now. Oh, by the way," Baichuan Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, "And Aihua, give me a reply in five minutes. I need it urgently."
"Huh!" Assistant Komatsu immediately trotted out of the office.
