Chapter 1982

Sony Headquarters!

Yoshioka Kunihiko's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were lifeless, and his whole person was like a soul that had been drawn out, sitting limply in the chair without any vitality.

Watanabe Yasuto's face was also terribly gloomy; he sat there quietly, not saying a word. His eyes revealed an undisguised worry and unease, as if the whole world had collapsed before his eyes.

The other shareholders were also expressionless; no hope or joy could be seen on their faces. Although the stock price had rebounded today, they all knew clearly in their hearts that this was just a temporary breathing space.

The scandals in the financial sector and the Ministry of Finance exposed by Huaerjie this time were like a sharp sword, piercing directly into their hearts, making them feel incomparable pain.

These scandals shook the people's confidence in the Japanese economy, and this loss of confidence would bring unprecedented economic disaster to Japan.

Now, it was not just the manufacturing industry facing difficulties; the financial industry and the government had also fallen into a huge crisis of trust. They were facing not only pressure from the outside, but also the intensification of internal contradictions.

"I suspect this crisis is related to Zhou Andong of the Yugong Group."

Yoshioka Kunihiko broke the silence; his voice was a bit hoarse and weak, and his expression looked very exhausted.

Watanabe Yasuto looked at him, his short eyebrows furrowed: "Related to Zhou Andong?"

Yoshioka Kunihiko was silent for a moment: "When my negotiations with him broke down, I threatened him with the listing of Xurisheng, and he also told me that he could pull up Sony's stock, and he could also make Sony's stock collapse.

On the first, I contacted the Yugong Group, thinking they would be pressured by the listing of Xurisheng and continue to negotiate with us. But Zhou Andong refused, and very decisively, and reminded me to pay attention to Huaerjie dynamics."

Having said this, Yoshioka Kunihiko swept his eyes over everyone: "Do you think this is just a coincidence?"

Watanabe Yasuto's heart sank; if it was really as Yoshioka said, he would have to re-examine Zhou Andong's strength.

More importantly, if people knew that this financial crisis in Japan was caused because they provoked Zhou Andong, Sony would be shouted at by everyone.

"Baka yaro!"

A thin, short old devil with a toothbrush mustache under his nose cursed angrily.

"Damn Zhina person, daring to take action against our Sony, we must never let him go."

No one paid any attention to this old devil, because even if they wanted revenge, they had to survive this crisis first.

What they needed to do now was to find a way to break through the predicament, not sit there complaining.

Watanabe Yasuto swept a circle: "Gentlemen, don't be silent; everyone speak up, how should we survive this crisis."

No one spoke; this crisis was no longer just their Sony, but the whole of Japan.

Yoshioka Kunihiko tapped the table with his fingers: "What we can do now is to strengthen cooperation with major banks and financial groups to strive for more capital support.

At the same time, we must also accelerate the progress of product research and development, launch more competitive products to increase the company's market share. Especially for DVD, our acquisition of the Yuzhou Research Institute is hopeless, so we must also accelerate the R&D progress and strive to release our standard as soon as possible."

Watanabe Yasuto nodded and added: "In addition, we must also increase publicity efforts, convey positive information to the public through various channels, and restore investors' confidence in the company."

A group of old devils expressed their support one after another and began to discuss specific implementation strategies, showing a determination to be united.

It was just that their thoughts in their hearts were not optimistic; since the Plaza Accord, the general environment of the Japanese economy had been weak.

Coupled with the bursting of the property market bubble, and now the emergence of manufacturing scandals, financial scandals, and Ministry of Finance scandals, how could this crisis be so easy to survive.

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The next morning, after Zhou Andong finished eating, he sat in the living room of the three-entry courtyard reading the newspaper.

Without exception, it was all occupied by the Nihon Keizai Shimbun, and even the People's Daily used a large space to report on it.

At this time, Seeing Jian Qiu pushed the door and walked in: "What's the situation in Japan?"

Zhou Andong put down the newspaper, picked up the teacup beside him, and took a sip.

"The situation is excellent; we should earn quite a bit this time."

Seeing Jian Qiu laughed: "I made an appointment with Xiao Qin to go shopping with her in a while; are you going?"

"Ding-a-ling..."

Zhou Andong just wanted to agree, but the phone rang, and he picked it up.

"Hello, I am Zhou Andong."

Wu Hongkang's voice came through: "Do you have time? Come out at noon for a drink."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Going out to drink in the middle of the day?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Hongkang asked: "Do you have time?"

"I do." Zhou Andong said: "Time is like a woman's breasts; if you squeeze, there will be cleavage."

"Slap!" Seeing Jian Qiu hit Zhou Andong, rolled her eyes at him, and then: "I'm leaving."

Wu Hongkang laughed out loud: "You pick the place."

Zhou Andong thought for a moment: "Dongxinglou, it's been a long time since I've been there."

"Fine!" Wu Hongkang agreed: "Eleven-thirty."

Zhou Andong hung up the phone, picked up a cigarette, and lit it; he had nothing to do in the morning, so he went out for a stroll by himself.

First, he went to Qianmen for a stroll, then went to Dashilan; by this time it was already ten o'clock, and the sun was shining so hard that his forehead was sweating.

Thinking of buying a bottle of drink, he found that in front was the Dicos Dashilan store; it wasn't even mealtime yet, but there were already half the guests inside.

He stepped inside, and the cold air rushed towards his face; in an instant, goosebumps rose on his arms, and the sweat on his head went away.

"Hmm?"

An Jing, who was saying something to the waiter in the ordering area, looked up inadvertently and saw Zhou Andong coming in from outside; she stepped forward to meet him and said with a sarcastic tone.

"Oh, Chairman Zhou, you big busy person, how do you have time to run to my place today?"

Zhou Andong sat down in a grand manner: "Get me a cup of Future Cola with ice."

An Jing sat opposite him and raised her hand to call a waiter: "Go get Chairman Zhou a cup of cola with ice."

"Okay!" The waiter turned and left.

An Jing stared at Zhou Andong and asked with a smile: "Tell me, do you have something to find me for?"

"No!" Zhou Andong shook his head: "Xiao Qin made an appointment with Qiuqiu to go shopping, and Wu Hongkang made an appointment with me to drink at noon; I had nothing to do at home, so I wandered out.

I didn't have any purpose either; I had been walking for more than two hours, and the sun was making me sweat, so I thought of buying a bottle of drink, and then I saw our store, so I came in."

The waiter brought the cola and placed it in front of Zhou Andong.

"Thank you!" Zhou Andong thanked him and took a big sip through the straw.

An Jing looked at him, her eyes becoming more and more gentle, but when Zhou Andong looked up, the gentleness in her eyes disappeared again.

"Yesterday's speech was great, and answering the students' questions was even better. If it weren't for time constraints, I would have wanted to ask a question too."

Zhou Andong asked curiously: "Do you really want to ask a question?"

"Of course!" An Jing's mouth curled up: "Our Chairman Zhou is learned and talented; I think you should be able to solve my confusion."

"Then I'll give you a chance to ask a question." Zhou Andong laughed: "Go ahead."