In July, Fujita had a short five-day holiday. He couldn't go back to China, and he didn't want to stay at Mao Zi's house, so he took a camera and planned to go to Tianyang to see-he was forced to become Xu Shu, so he wanted to understand Cao Ying.
Due to the expansion of Tianyang Airport, Fujita could only fly from Novosibirsk to the imperial capital and transfer to Nanchang for a train to go south to Tianyang. When he arrived in the imperial capital, he went to the newly renovated group's new headquarters to take a look.
By the way, pay a visit..., Vice President Watanabe.
His Excellency Watanabe is now in a good light, the vice-chairman of the China-Japan Friendship Association, and a character who often appears in newspapers and media. He appeared to the public with a frank and friendly image.
Regardless of the media, they like to interview this "unique" vice president.
When Fujita passed by the imperial capital, he was going to visit this'senior' as usual and greet him, otherwise he would appear very rude. But when they met, Fujita still secretly thought in his heart-the villain is on top. In contrast, I have to bear the humiliation.
The new headquarters of'Shengguang' is located in the South Third Ring Road of the Imperial Capital. It is a 20-story building that has not been newly built, and its interior decoration is relatively simple.
The designs made by the little fairies use many magic items, mainly to make people happy, stimulate creativity, and improve work efficiency.
When we met, Watanabe was being interviewed by a foreign financial magazine. He naturally invited Fujita to sit on the sofa in the lounge area of the skylight of the building.
Under the decoration of sunlight and green plants, next to the group staff are coming and going, and the interviews are relaxed and cordial.
Western reporters learned of Fujita’s identity and asked in amazement: "Mr. Fujita, as far as I know, you were recently investigated by the Special Search Department of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police on the grounds that you have provided certain services that are not permitted for the'Holy Light'. ."
Such a straightforward opening question made Fujita suddenly embarrassed. Watanabe has seen a lot, he smiled and replied: "This is the personal behavior of Your Excellency Fujita. He has the right to decide what he should do."
Fujita couldn't deny, silence expressed approval. The reporter had a strange color in his eyes and asked: "Mr. Fujita, as a foreigner, how did you take up such an important position as the'Holy Light' within a few months?"
"This question, maybe you should ask His Excellency Watanabe, his position is higher than mine." Fujita still pushed the question away tactfully.
The two old devils met and laughed at the same time. One was to investigate the "Holy Light" and became the vice president; the other was to install the machine tool and couldn't return home.
The laughter was hearty, but both of them felt in their hearts-what is this called
The topic is still pushed back to Watanabe. After more than half a year of working as a vice president, the temperament is indeed different. He replied in Chinese: "Our President Zhou often said that employing people is the most important task for the development of the group.
How to put the right people in the right position is the focus of management. In order to achieve this goal, the president has done a lot of work. He appoints people only for ability, and never cares about any shackles.
Even if you are his enemy, as long as you have the ability, he will appoint you. Both Fujita and I are the beneficiaries of the President's employment strategy.
This sounds easy, but it actually has to break many vested interests. At this point, there is no second person in the world who is more courageous and more executive than President Zhou.
And being in a certain position is not permanent. The president emphasized that the group employees can get up and down, and those who do not do well will have to get out. Like me, I have to work hard every day, otherwise I will really be driven away. "
The reporter nodded again and again, as if he had mastered some secret of success. He was also annoyed: "We hope to interview President Zhou himself, but we have not been able to do so. This is really regrettable."
Watanabe laughed, and silently responded: "Do you want to die? Don't see our president if it's okay. Even I don't want to see him every day."
The reporter asked: "Your Excellency Watanabe, when you are interviewed by the flower media, you always talk about building self-confidence. As a Japanese, why do you emphasize this point so much?"
Watanabe laughed again and said formulaically, "As a staff of'Sacred Light', I must think about'Sacred Light'."
But Watanabe turned the conversation around, but threw the question to Fujita, "I have said similar questions many times in the media. It's better to let His Excellency Fujita answer once."
Fujita pretended to be frightened, and at first he was humble, but he always had a kind of contempt for Watanabe in his heart, thinking to himself: "Me? Why should I answer? I never thought about encouraging the Chinese."
But the reporter seemed to be very interested in Fujita, especially when he went to Da Mao's house to work for "Sacred Light", and asked the same question once.
Fujita didn't know what to say. He couldn't answer that before he came to the flower planter, he joined a small left-wing society in Japan and dreamed of'dominance of East Asia'.
"I..., I'm Japanese. I can only talk about myself." Fujita was run on by the problem and hesitated for a while. I really don't know what to say. "I actually hope that the Japanese can be more. confidence."
When he said this, Watanabe was surprised. He just wanted to take care of Fujita and make him show his face. The reporter who interviewed was also surprised, "Mr. Fujita, do you think the Japanese are not confident?"
The image of the Japanese to the world is so glamorous, how can they not be confident
However, Fujita seemed to open the chatterbox. He broke away from his original social circle and said the words that he had accumulated in his heart for a long time. "I asked the staff if they could accept foreign troops? Whether they were Chinese or Russians, they said they couldn't accept it.
But we are accustomed to be dogs for rice animals, no one has ever questioned this matter, and there is no resistance in our hearts. We are like slaves. What confidence can a slave have? "
"Enough!" Watanabe reduced his smile immediately and interrupted with anger.
"Isn't it about self-confidence?" Fujita blushed and rebelled against the unknown power: "Why can't you say it? This is not Japan."
When I was in Hanzhong, the translator often asked me how to be a Japanese. He was envious of life in Japan. I don't answer every time. In fact, I really want to ask, who would recognize a humble servant
I joined an "Asian Club" in Japan, dreaming of my motherland becoming a free country.
But for 30 years, our members are like hamsters hiding in the breeding cage, eating the food given by the owner every day, trying to please the owner until they are replaced by new hamsters.
Once the translator asked again, I scolded him angrily-stop dreaming, unless you have a Western face, Westerners will not accept you. You want to be a hamster, but I've been enough.
I actually envy the Chinese, an independent country, the pride of the yellow race, and the only hope. Japan doesn't work anymore, it has reached the upper limit. And the source of my distress is that I am a Japanese. "
Fujita's emotions suddenly erupted, and both Watanabe and the reporter were taken aback. Group employees walking around in the rest area also looked over, guessing what happened
Watanabe recovered and quickly apologized to the reporter on behalf of Fujita, hoping that the other party would not record this passage, let alone publish it. After Fujita finished venting, he recovered and bowed to Watanabe, "It's really rude, I'm causing you trouble."
It's really troublesome...
Watanabe was startled for a few seconds, and sighed: "Fujita-kun, there is no need to blame yourself. The president will not be held accountable to me for this. As long as we can complete the work, he doesn't care about such things."
The two Japanese looked at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes. One was caught off guard, and the other was angry.
However, the foreign reporter next to him seemed to have caught some huge news material, and his eyes gleamed.
Sure enough, the foreign media reported on the next day-"Mysterious Asia Club, Japanese rebels working for the Holy Light".
On the third day, the Japanese media reprinted it with a more horrifying title-"Suspected members of the Red Army join the Holy Light, and the Revolution is exported."
In a few days, the media from Hong Kong and Taiwan followed up with a booze-"The terrible united front enterprise, the Holy Light's brainwashing ability is super explosive."
Fujita really doesn't have to go back to Japan now.