Volume 1 Chapter 0092 Poetry and Mental Illness
"Next, let's talk about the specific work." Nan Yi picked up the cigarette box and asked, "Do you mind?"
"President, please feel free to do as you please."
Nan Yi lit up a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Your apparent identity is the assistant of Shinichi Hatoyama, the president of Yama no Mi Company under Ikeda Company.
But in fact, Shinichi Hatoyama is just a puppet of Yama no Mi. He is responsible for decorating the facade, and you are the real manager of Yama no Mi.
You must be careful with Shinichi Hatoyama and don't let him do anything out of line.
The so-called out-of-line things are those that will cause damage to the company's funds or reputation. This does not include false reimbursements that are not too excessive. As long as the total amount is not large, you can turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.
But you have to document every false claim, every mistake he makes.”
"Hayi."
"As for personnel, we need to recruit three to four merchandisers to track the purchase and acceptance of our orders; we need two people responsible for customs clearance to communicate with the freight forwarders, and we also need sales staff to sell our products.
You will be needed to recruit merchandisers and customs clearance personnel. I will leave the recruitment of business personnel to the headhunting company, and you will be responsible for coordination and communication.
The company's financial staff will be here in the next few days. In Tokyo, for expenses below 1 million yen, you can go to the financial department to withdraw first, and then come to me to complete the signing procedures later.
For amounts above one million and below five million, you can send a fax to Xiangkeng to ask Ms. Fang Mengyin for authorization and confirmation; for amounts above five million, you must have my authorization to withdraw. "
"Hayi."
"There is a foreign-related office building on South Street, which is specially provided to foreign-funded companies. You can buy it or rent it. You can contact the foreign-related personnel tomorrow and ask them to take you there to have a look.
If it is less than 300 US dollars per square meter, you can consider buying the next floor. If the price is too high, then make other plans. Come back tomorrow night and tell me the situation. "
"Hayi."
"Go upstairs and change into your own clothes. I'll take you to make a phone call and ask the hotel to send a car to pick you up."
On South Street, right next to the Friendship Hotel, there is a small foreign-related office building that was built specifically for foreign companies. Initially, both the selling price and the rent were comparable to those in New York.
But foreigners are not fools. No one would buy an office building in Beijing at New York prices.
Some time ago, Nan Yi asked Fang Mengyin to inquire about it. He heard that the price had been quietly reduced, but no one knew how much it had been reduced.
If the money is within 400 US dollars, you can still buy two rooms. Each office is divided into 120 square meters, and two rooms of 240 square meters are enough.
If the price is really within 300 US dollars as he and Ueto Masami said, Nan Yi really plans to buy the next floor.
In fact, 300 US dollars is too expensive. The current exchange rate of RMB against the US dollar is less than 1.5, but the internationally recognized reasonable exchange rate is between 8 and 9. An office space costing 2,700 per square meter is an incredible price in this era.
Whether it is a foreign-related place like the Friendship Store or the Friendship Hotel, the principle is that you foreigners don't care about the prices in our country. Anyway, we have to match the prices in New York and Tokyo.
Since Nan Yi wants to pretend to be a foreign company, he has to rush into this butcher knife without hesitation.
After seeing off Ueda Masami, Nan Yi stood under the rain shelter at the gate and pondered, "For the mountain product business, there won't be any big problems in receiving the goods domestically for the time being.
On the Japanese side, however, there is no one who is absolutely trustworthy watching over there, and I feel a little uneasy.
Simply controlling your finances can only prevent you from suffering too great a loss.
Although Japanese working people generally do not have too many crooked thoughts, not everyone has professional ethics.
If there is really someone who is disloyal, you can do nothing about it even if you are thousands miles away.
In this regard, you must be mentally prepared to suffer losses and include possible losses as sunk costs.
I still have too few people under me, so I have to put the trainee and real estate businesses on hold for now.
"Alas, one step faster than the other, what a pity."
Nan Yi sighed heavily.
…
Zhuangzi washing his hands in water
After washing my hands, there is silence on my palms
Zhuangzi washing himself in water
The body is a piece of cloth
The cloth was full of sticky
The sound of floating on the water
…
The moon touches me
As if I were naked
In and Out
My mother is like a door that opens gently to me...
On the way to the cafeteria, there were many younger classmates gathered in the small garden.
A young man with messy hair and wearing a pair of square-framed glasses was reciting poetry in the crowd.
Nan Yi knew this young man, and he also knew the man next to him.
Haizi from the Law Department and Yihe from the Chinese Department were both Nan Yi’s juniors, from the class of 1979.
Both of them were famous campus poets at Kyoto University. Many female classmates regarded them as idols, and many of them had open or secret crushes on them.
Nan Yi has always kept his distance from poets, especially modern poets.
Modern poetry is very strange. It seems that one cannot write poems that can touch the soul without schizophrenia. The two poets in front of me are both poets, excellent poets, poets who can engrave on the soul.
Therefore, Nan Yi would not approach them, even though some of their poems moved him.
“What do you think of this poem?”
"I say, classmate Xu Qian, when did you learn ninjutsu? You are so elusive."
"It's not me who's elusive, it's you who's distracted. You haven't answered me yet, what do you think of this poem?"
"I don't know , I don't understand poetry." Nan Yi shook his head and said.
"You don't understand, or you don't want to understand?"
"What's the difference? Anyway, I don't understand."
"One is subjective, the other is objective."
"Don't talk so mysteriously, you make yourself sound like a philosopher."
"Then I'll tell you something non-mysterious. Accompany me to the Friendship Store this weekend. I want to see what new products are on the shelves."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
"Look at you, you agreed very reluctantly." Xu Qian pouted and said.
"It's good enough that I go with you. Don't be picky and ask me to be positive. No man likes to go shopping with a woman, and I'm a man among men."
"Bah, you're becoming so unruly as ever." Xu Qian spat, her cheeks slightly red.
Nan Yi looked at her face, feeling confused, "Why, was my previous sentence very ambiguous? Did this little girl have some dirty dreams?"
Nan Yi suddenly remembered a case of "dream rape" he had seen before. It said that there was a famous girl in a factory. She was beautiful and had a strong personality. A man in the same workshop was very fond of her, but he never dared to confess his feelings to her in person.
One day the man dreamed that he had sex with the beautiful female worker. He was very excited when he woke up in the morning. He boasted about it to his co-workers in the factory and even described the details of his dream clearly.
The news spread quickly in the factory. When the female worker heard about it, she was so ashamed and angry that she hanged herself.
Since someone was killed, the matter became a big deal. The man was quickly arrested by the factory security department and eventually sentenced to ten years in prison for "rape in the dream."
When someone dies, the nature of the situation changes. This man has been sentenced to ten years in prison. My sentence is considered light, right? Maybe half a year?
