Chapter 65: Obsidian Record Player
Asuka Kobayashi, who has short and neat hair, is wearing an OL suit and holding documents.
With a cold expression, she walked quickly in the corridor. The clattering sound of her heels hitting the ground struck the hearts of the Shirakawa Electric employees passing by like a horn.
Privately, everyone said that the new assistant Kobayashi was of great importance. When the usually resolute President Shirakawa saw her, he subconsciously spoke a little softer.
At first everyone thought that she had a special relationship with the president, but after observing for two days, it seemed that was not the case.
If that's the case, it's probably because of her background, and the president would have to be wary of her.
Since even President Shirakawa doesn't dare to offend him, everyone will naturally be more cautious.
Asuka Kobayashi doesn't know that her image in the minds of Shirakawa Electric employees has become equated with being aloof and untouchable.
She just thought that Baichuan Feng was such an annoying guy, always pretending to be harmless in front of her.
You never know when a big surprise will come to you, and there's that nasty president-san.
Iced coffee in five minutes?
Humph, what a cunning and sinister guy.
Asuka Kobayashi complained secretly in her heart while hurried to the door.
She looked at the scorching sun above her head, and then looked at Shirakawa Feng lying on a rattan chair in the sun.
She strongly suspected that Baichuan Feng had been stimulated by something. Even if he wanted to sunbathe, he didn't have to wait until noon.
Not afraid of heatstroke, Asuka Kobayashi secretly made a face at him, then retracted her expression, covered her forehead with her hand, and walked over with a frown.
Asuka Kobayashi should have applied another layer of sunscreen. As soon as she touched the sun, she began to regret it.
"President Shirakawa, here are the documents you need to sign." Asuka Kobayashi said in a teasing tone and started chatting.
"Hmm~" Shirakawa Feng opened his eyes slightly, "It's Assistant Kobayashi, please put the file here first. Oh, and give me another cup of iced coffee."
"Do you want it within five minutes?" Asuka Kobayashi began in a bad tone.
"That's not necessary. It will only take three minutes."
"You..." Kobayashi Asuka was panting, her small nose was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her big eyes seemed to want to punch a few holes in Shirakawa Kaede's body.
"President Shirakawa, the final version of the Obsidian record player has been released. Would you like to take a look?"
Just when Asuka Kobayashi was about to have an outburst, Kazuo Yamaguchi, who was sweating profusely, stood inside the door and shouted loudly.
Hearing the voice, Shirakawa Feng jumped up and said, "Wait a moment, Yamaguchi-san." After saying that, Shirakawa Feng hurriedly stood up and even forgot to pick up the documents that Kobayashi Asuka had loosened.
Looking at Shirakawa Kaede leaving in a hurry, Asuka Kobayashi felt that her anger level was rising.
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In the workshop, Baichuan Feng looked at the new record player in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
Just as I thought, the black base is shiny and reflective. This piano black has a mysterious and elegant buff, and the texture alone gives people a sense of security.
In the middle of the base surface there are several dark gold capital letters "KITA", and below them is the smaller "black obsidian".
Looking further up, the middle part is a dark gold turntable, which adds a touch of luxury to the entire record player.
If you look closely, you can clearly see circles of fine lines on the surface of the golden turntable. Wow, it's low-key, luxurious and very classy.
"Have you tried it? How is it?" Shirakawa Feng asked Masaaki Yasuda beside him.
Yasuda nodded proudly. "It has been running continuously for three days in a harsh environment without any problems. According to previous data, the normal service life is about ten years. It is absolutely reliable."
Baichuan Feng's expression became more and more satisfied. He finally had a product that he was satisfied with.
In fact, in Baichuan Feng's opinion, a ten-year service life is completely unnecessary. It is good enough if electronic products can be used for three to five years.
However, the current competitors are all obsessed with piling up materials. Panasonic and Sony often have a lifespan of 20 or 30 years.
Not only that, they use these as publicity stunts and make a big fuss about them, and the public also buys into this, even though it won't take them that long.
However, Baichuan Feng, who is positioned at the mid-to-low end, is very self-aware. Ten years is enough, and he dares to guarantee that people will actually use it for ten years.
The record player is not his main product, but just a transitional product. The current quality should be sufficient.
The time is not yet ripe for what he really wants to do, so he has to wait a little longer.
"What about the cost?" He turned around and asked Kazuo Yamaguchi from the production department. Before the purchasing department took over, Yamaguchi was in charge of the department concurrently.
"It's 30% lower than last month and about 5% higher than six months ago." Yamaguchi Kazuo answered fluently. He knew all the data by heart.
It is lower than last month, which was the period when Watanabe was at the helm. Since switching back to the original supplier, the material cost has dropped by nearly one-third.
It shows how unreliable his cronies are. Not only do they provide poor quality parts, but the prices are also ridiculously high . They are just trying to take advantage of him.
It is higher than six months ago, when old Watanabe was in office. After all, the technology has been upgraded and changed to belt transmission. A layer of vacuum plating is added to the turntable, so it is normal for the cost to increase.
However, Baichuan Feng was quite satisfied with such figures. A 30% reduction in costs meant that all the cost savings turned into profits.
For the same selling price, the profit margin has increased by at least several times compared to the previous 1%.
"Thank you for your hard work!"
Baichuan Feng bowed to everyone in the workshop.
Without their full efforts, Shirakawa Electric would have been lucky to maintain production, let alone upgrade its products.
"President Shirakawa, following you, everyone can see the road ahead." Yasuda Masaaki looked at Shirakawa Feng seriously.
This young president was different from the presidents he had met before. He felt that he was respected more and had something that could be called humanistic care.
In the past, he never dared to question the decisions made by the president, but now, at least in terms of technology, Shirakawa Feng respected him very much. And the more so, the more Yasuda Masaaki felt the urge to devote himself to him.
The gene of dedication to superiors that is engraved in the bones of the RB people will burst out like a river bursting its dam once it is tapped.
"President Shirakawa, you are different from them."
"President Shirakawa, you are a truly good person."
The surrounding workers also praised Shirakawa Feng. They liked this young president from the bottom of their hearts.
As soon as Shirakawa Kaede took office, he implemented a two-day weekend system, which brought real benefits to everyone.
In addition to these, the workers' benefits have also been greatly improved. The benefits are not in terms of salary, but they are actually benefiting them.
For example, the daily working meals have been improved a lot compared to before. For some workers with poor family conditions, the company also allows them to take away the food.
Even work clothes and gloves, the company will give extra sets to those who need them.
Baichuan Feng couldn't give much, he could only help them as much as he could.
Although they work for the same company, some of them live in apartments, while others live in shacks on the street with their entire family and don't even have a decent piece of clothing.
Those work clothes of different sizes can be worn as ordinary clothes with a little modification.
In Tokyo, some people enjoy the bright lights and debauchery, while others live a simple life.
"Well then, I'll leave it to Hasegawa-san."
Hiroshi Hasegawa is in charge of the marketing department, and he is responsible for the sales channels and retail stores.
"Please rest assured, President Shirakawa." Hasegawa bowed his head.
