Reborn In the Tokyo Bubble Era

   Chapter 163 Tao Zhiming and Sun Zhengyi

  's answer to Son Zhengyi is a simple and clear action.

   Yamada Dofu presented a letter with both hands: "This is my resignation letter, and it is the final decision."

  Masayoshi Son stared blankly at the white envelope on the wide table, and murmured, "Why?"

   "I have no confidence in the future." Yamada Dofu said concisely, and then bowed, "I am very sorry, but I have to make a decision for my family's life. Thank you for your care all the time!"

"Yamada-kun, it's me! I'm back!" Sun Zhengyi stood up with a smile on his face, "You forgot? We were also very confused. We used to have less than 1 million yen left, But didn't I get Hudson's general agent? We had more than 2 billion yen in revenue the next year. Trust me! As long as I come back, everything will be fine soon. Softbank will quickly return to before We are No.1, and we will always be! The day that is 1 trillion yen will come soon!”

"...You are still the same, always full of enthusiasm and firm will." Yamada Doofu's expression was very complicated, and then he sighed, "But I no longer have this enthusiasm and will. In the past three years, not only you, I'm also in pain. In short, please don't hold back, this is the final decision."

  Masayoshi Sun was at a loss for words. During the three years of his serious illness, was it because of Yasushi Omori that the old subordinates he originally valued were all chilled?

"But in the past three years, I can't help it." Sun Zhengyi's eyes flashed again, "Yamada-kun, it's different now. Things like passion and will will come back if I'm here. Change. Decide, stay!"

   Yamada Dofu gritted his teeth and said nothing when he saw how he was holding back his tears.

  Masayoshi Son walked up to him from behind the desk, raised his head and said, "Stay here, Yamada-kun! One day, we will become famous in the world because of SoftBank. I promise you this!"

He even took Yamada Dofu's hand, and his tone was full of emotion: "This is also a society where you participated in the development with one hand. You also once told me that if it is my word, it will definitely accomplish the goal. Now, don't you believe me? Forget the joy when we made Softbank stronger and stronger together? Yamada-kun, stay here. Now...is when I need you the most! Is it a salary issue, or something else, you can say Come out. Anything! Anything!"

   "...Don't be like this, President Yasumoto." Yamada Dofu sighed, took out his hand and stepped back two steps, bowed and said, "I won't change my decision."

  Sun Zhengyi's hand was hanging there, trembling slightly.

   Even though he was almost begging, even though there were tears in his eyes, Dofu Yamada was still so determined.

  Perhaps, it is his appearance that makes him even more powerless, making the future of the club less optimistic.

  The emotions in his heart were controlled and faded away, and he slowly stood up straight.

  In the small head, confidence and firmness were refilled, and his tone became calm: "It's a pity... But, didn't you say it? My surname is Sun."

   Yamada Dofu smiled and nodded slightly again: "Then President Sun, goodbye."

   The joy of just regaining the power of the president was too late to digest, but the general decided to leave.

  Sun Zhengyi didn't have time to adjust all this.

   Yamada Dofu almost entered the door on the front foot, and someone came in on the back foot.

  Sun Zhengyi's consternation gradually turned into a trace of despair, and finally, suppressed anger.

  The Deputy Chief of the Marketing Department, the Deputy Chief of the Merchandising Department, the Section Chief, the Department Chief, the Chief Member…

   Almost the entire commodity department, plus some backbones of the market and technology, all rushed to this point to resign.

   Most of the remaining ministers and section chief cadres were brought in by Yasuhiko Omori.

What exactly is going on?

   When the last person left his office, Sun Zhengyi slowly walked behind the desk, his hand on the desk trembled slightly, and then he sat down on the chair with a bit of strength.

   A more luxurious chair, after all, is more comfortable to sit on, but Sun Zhengyi just had to find a place to sit because he felt powerless.

   As soon as he sat, he sat until the end of get off work.

   Outside, no one was left to work overtime, and they all packed up and left soon.

   The phone in the president's office rang, and Sun Zhengyi lifted his face from the palm of his hand. There are already some fingerprints on his face. Fingerprints were whitish, and the rest of the area was swollen red.

   "Hello?" He picked up the phone, but his voice was full of energy.

   "Sun Jun, didn't you forget to meet me?"

  Sun Zhengyi suddenly remembered, and quickly said: "I'm really sorry! The business of the club is too busy. I'll take 3 minutes to arrange it again and set off."

   "...Wouldn't it take an hour to get here? Forget it, I'll drive directly to your club."

   "Don't be so troublesome!" Sun Zhengyi looked at the empty office and said quickly, "If you can wait, please wait for me, I'm really sorry."

"…Fine."

   After putting down the phone, Sun Zhengyi took a deep breath and walked to the bathroom in the club first.

   In the mirror, his face was a little bad. He washed his face before showing an introduction to the mirror, his small eyes narrowed with a smile, full of affinity.

   After finishing his clothes, he went back to pick up his bag and set off quickly.

   is nothing more than going back to the beginning, looking for as many opportunities as possible.

   This Tao Dalang, who claimed to be planning to talk to SoftBank about magazines and software supply, made several phone calls. Originally, he only wanted to be a posture of working in the front line after his return, but now he has to listen carefully to his plans.

  …

   "How can there be such unpunctual people?" Ueno Yosuke was indignant, "The appointment was half past six, and it's almost half past seven!"

  Tao Zhiming glanced at him: "What? Because others have asked twice if they can order food, do you feel that your self-esteem is not good?"

   "...That's not the case. I just think, such a guy shouldn't be a good partner, right?"

"So you haven't done enough homework, how can you pass the test like this? After the bookstore is renovated, it really can't be handed over to you first. Let Lao Zhao hire a store manager first. A strict and strong man, that one kind."

Yosuke Ueno weakened: "I understand, I understand, be patient. But although he is the largest distributor of Neon software products, we are going to open a bookstore. For magazines, they are only marginal existences. Software... Do we also offer this product in our bookstores?"

"What is the main software now?" Tao Zhiming educated him generously, "The main software is games now! Aren't all the young people who come to bookstores to buy novels and comics? One more product category is more attractive. Wouldn't it be bigger?"

"I understand this..." Ueno Yosuke replied obediently first, and then muttered, "I just think you are treating him a little too seriously. After all, if I just talk to them about purchasing cooperation, I can do it myself. of…"

  Tao Zhiming thought you could be a fart.

   I don't know if Morijiro and Nishi Kazuhiko's softwing plan will start. If SoftBank happens to encounter a large number of core employees resigning, with Masayoshi Son's particularly flickering mouth, if he encounters you, a college student from Tokyo, maybe he will flicker to work with him.

   Tao Zhiming can understand that he will be so busy now that he forgets the time. After all, he has just recovered from his illness and returned to the front line, and he has to regain power internally.

  The two waited for another ten minutes. As soon as Sun Zhengyi walked into the restaurant, Tao Zhiming stood up and motioned to him.

  Sun Zhengyi was a little surprised, but he didn't expect the other party to be so young.

   Also, why did you recognize him at a glance?

   Walking to Tao Zhiming, Sun Zhengyi asked Tao Zhiming uncertainly: "Tao Jun?"

  Tao Zhiming smiled and said, "It's me. Please take a seat. This is Yosuke Ueno. He is in charge of the bookstore."

   "First time meeting!" Yosuke Ueno sighed with emotion. He didn't expect Sun Zhengyi to be so short and with a baby face. If he wasn't dressed in formal clothes, he would almost have thought he was a high school student.

   But standing in front of the tall and handsome Tao Zhiming, he looked very calm, a bit of his own momentum.

After ordering the dishes, Tao Zhiming looked at Sun Zhengyi and said meaningfully: "When looking for a software product supplier, I was told that Neon Softbank is the strongest. If it wasn't for Sun Jun's unfortunate illness, these two The development of the year must be faster. Now that Sun Jun has just recovered from his illness, is he busy like this?"

"There's no way to do it again. There's a lot of work to do, and there's too much business." Sun Zhengyi smiled brightly, "You said before that it was a chain bookstore that wanted to introduce software products. This is a great insight! Personally In the next five years, computers will become a new product that is popular all over the world, and every household will have them. When I see you two, I understand that our young talents understand the future trends better!"

  Tao Zhiming didn't see the feeling of SoftBank's internal and external troubles from his face at all. Could it be that the internal troubles have been resolved? The aliens haven't been revealed yet?

   That's not right, the personnel and job responsibilities of the two factions, even if the original president is kicked out, it will take at least two months to completely sort out? But also to reverse the working atmosphere within the company.

   He sighed: "I also agree with Jun Sun's judgment on this trend, so I called you three times, hoping to establish cooperation."

"We are Neon's largest software distributor, and it was the right decision for Tao Jun and Uye-kun to choose us." Sun Zhengyi looked confident and then asked, "So, what is the name of the chain bookstore you run? How many are there? 1 store? How many thousands of software purchases are expected in a year?”

  Looking at the young age of these two people, maybe they inherited the family property, Sun Zhengyi thought.

   When Yosuke Ueno heard his three questions, he didn't know whether to answer truthfully or not.

   In fact, the first store has just bought a house, and the decoration design plan has not yet been negotiated.

   He was a little hard to say.

  Tao Zhiming is different. He said with a thick face: "The site selection for the first store has just been completed, but in the future we will definitely become one of Neon's largest chain bookstores!"

  Masayoshi Son lost his mind for a while.

  Why does this feel...a bit familiar?

   It seems to be the kind of picture when I negotiated with Hudson and Shangxin Electric when I first founded SoftBank.

   is equally groundless, but extremely confident.

   The question is why are you?

  I made millions of dollars when I was in school, and after a lot of research and thinking, I have that absolute confidence.

  Why are you? Just because you are taller and more handsome than me?

   (end of this chapter)