Chapter three hundred and twentieth super impatient
Kitahara Hideji sent the large carrot head and the pile of folders to the Special Identification Section of the Audit Department - although it sounded strange, but even with this name, Kitahara Hideji was a little confused when he looked at the nameplate on the large glass door.
I thought I was transported to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department after taking the freight elevator.
The name feels like a place where forensic doctors dissect corpses!
The Special Identification Department occupies a large office. Looking at the small cubicle, it looks like there are fifty or sixty employees working here. However, there are not many people staying in the office at the moment. It feels like a depression before bankruptcy and liquidation.
The large carrot head walked straight to a desk at the front of the cubicle and sat down, continuing to check the forms.
Kitahara Shuji was not in a hurry to leave. He was looking at the information in his hand with great interest.
This factory has a large number of foreign orders, and faint traces of Japan's industrial restructuring can be seen - Japan is trying to become the world's largest supplier of precision parts.
Due to various reasons such as lack of resources, high labor costs, being beaten over the head by the United States, etc., Japan's manufacturing industry is declining day by day. Companies such as NEC, Sony, Toshiba, Panasonic and other companies have invested in computers, TVs, mobile phones, air conditioners and the like.
The entire production line was sold, and it looked like it was ruined. But in fact, their parts production has not stopped, and they are even continuing to expand production and gradually occupy the market.
For example, Sony has sold its computer industry, TV industry, and mobile phone industry. It seems that there are not many brands left, but its electronic components are secretly sold very hot, and its sensors alone account for more than 70% of the world's products.
In the market, other parts and components also occupy a considerable proportion, and the income is still substantial, achieving the effect of cost reduction and profit increase.
For example, the Japanese automobile manufacturing industry has also begun to reduce the sale of complete vehicles and instead provide parts to the market on a large scale. Many German cars are even using Japanese integral parts - parts are hugely profitable.
For example, in China's mobile phone industry, many parts and components come from Japan, and Japan also has mobile phone research institutes - this is normal and there is nothing to blame. The global economy is integrated and the division of labor is different in various countries around the world.
The big manufacturing countries are making money all over the world, while Japan is using parts and components to follow the big manufacturing countries in making money. They are both prosperous and suffer losses. This can be regarded as adapting to the changes in the world economic environment and independently finding its position in the overall world economy. Kitahara
Xiuji felt that this idea was very interesting, and it could be regarded as a model of survival of the fittest. The information he currently had on hand vaguely showed this situation. The customers of that factory were in countries around Japan, and even as far away as Northern Europe.
Judging from the information provided by this factory, this factory is really prosperous and has high-quality customers. However, judging from other information collected, there is a problem - it seems that many customers cannot use such production capacity.
If there are many spare parts, are they piled up in the warehouse for spare parts?
The whole world is pursuing zero inventory and occupying as little working capital as possible. But its customers, in particular, should go against the general trend?
Kitahara Shuji waved his pen with great interest, making comparisons from various aspects, and circled all the areas that he felt were problematic, and then reluctantly put down the folder - this is what you should look at when you come to a bank internship.
, it expands ideas and broadens horizons, which is much better than pressing paper cakes.
Seeing that the big carrot head was busy, he pushed the cart away without saying hello, and continued to collect his "waste paper", while the big carrot head casually flipped through the information, and casually touched the paper Kitahara Hideji put down just now.
The first few pages of that copy were satisfactory. Some of the doubtful figures were circled. She just had to re-check them. However, when she turned to the back, she found that many of the written materials collected online were circled beyond recognition. She also had doubts.
The places were also marked and brief comments were written...
She was stunned for a moment, flipping through page after page, fussing on the computer for a while, and finally shouted: "Yoko, come here!"
A short-haired female white-collar worker immediately jumped out of the office and asked respectfully: "Commissioner Niwa, what do you have..."
"Where was that person just now?"
"What just..."
"Is that the young man who was pushing a flatbed truck just now and looked like a human being?"
"What are you talking about..."
"What does the guy in the blue overalls at this bank do?"
The short-haired female white-collar worker couldn't finish her words. She choked several times and felt tight in her chest. After waiting for a while, she saw that the impolite woman was just looking at her, so she carefully replied: "Blue work clothes? Wear blue work clothes."
There are many people, such as cleaning people..."
"Go and ask!"
The female white-collar worker with short hair looked aggrieved. Conversation is not like this. You say something and I say something. You guy don’t even let others finish what they say? Can you have some basic social courtesy?
But she only dared to scold in her stomach and did not dare to complain with her mouth. She lowered her head and said: "Yes, I will ask right away..."
"Go quickly!"
The short-haired female white-collar worker felt that her life expectancy was -10 on the spot, but she had no choice but to go. She didn't know what was going on, so she could only go out and ask around for a "young man who looked human-like and was wearing blue overalls and pushing a flatbed truck."
, came back shortly after to report: "It seems that they are employees sent by the mailing and receiving section to collect materials to be destroyed."
"Inform him to come over!"
"Ah, there is no contact information for him. Do you want to contact the sending and receiving class..."
"Forget it, take me directly to find him!" The big carrot head stood up and left, with long strides and a thumping sound, which made people think that there would be sparks splashing out from under the pointed heels at any time, as if they were nailed with iron palms.
The short-haired female white-collar worker's voice felt sweet for a while, but she could only trot behind with a grimace on her face. She couldn't even get ahead to press the elevator button - it was so unlucky that she had to serve such a guy!
Soon the two of them arrived at the second underground floor and went directly to the shredding room. The short-haired female lead was almost losing her shoes and was panting. The big carrot head opened the door and found Kitahara Hideji with only one glance.
Said: "Hey, come here!"
Her voice was so sharp that even the noise of the shredder was suppressed. Everyone, including Hideji Kitahara, looked at her, but she didn't look at anyone else with a cold face, and just walked towards Hideji Kitahara.
Wave: "You, it's you, come here!"
Kitahara Shuji was a little confused, but he still reached out to turn off the machine, intending to check what was going on. But as soon as he turned off the shredder, he turned around and found that the large carrot head had already run in front of him - this is really impatient.
, I have the courage to go see the mountain if the mountain doesn’t come to see me.
The big carrot head didn't talk nonsense. He held the information in front of Kitahara Hideji and asked directly: "Do you know Malay?"
"Huh? I know a little bit, but..." Kitahara Hideji Sadaharu took a look and saw that it was a page from the document he had circled just now. It contained a lot of non-Japanese content. After all, the factory's customers could barely be considered to be from all over the world.
There is - or rather, the contracts fabricated by the factory are spread all over the world, so the language in the information is also messy.
In order to increase his intelligence attribute points, he used to read a lot of small languages. Basically, when he got to level 5 and got one or two points of intelligence, he didn't care. It was a level that could barely pass the level of daily conversation reading. Although it was a little difficult to read the information just now, but
I felt that I understood the meaning very well, so I just circled the places where I felt there was a problem. Unexpectedly, someone came to my door.
"Can you speak Dai and Korean?"
"Not very proficient, just barely..."
"Can you speak Russian, French, and German?"
"I don't dare to say that I will, but..."
"Okay, you don't need to say anything!" The big carrot head tilted his head and glanced at the machine behind Kitahara Shuji. His eyes were slightly bright. He bent down and touched the corner of the machine, and looked at a little bit of type on his fingertips.
No, he was even more satisfied: "He is a serious and careful person, not bad!"
Kitahara Xiuji raised his eyebrows, not understanding what she wanted to do, and asked quickly: "Madam, you..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted again by the big carrot head: "Follow me, I am short of manpower now, you are just the right one!"
She is proficient in mental arithmetic, quick in thinking, can speak many foreign languages, and is careful and conscientious in her work. She is a good candidate to be an assistant. She is indeed satisfied - she is currently alone, and those who have the ability only hope that the more the better.
Kitahara Shuji considered himself to be a very well-educated person, but at this moment he felt that his breath was suffocating in his chest, and he really wanted to punch this woman in the nose - why don't you let people talk? You still think you look like
Fuyumi, if Fuyumi dares to be like you in the future, I have to rip off her carrot tassels!
The big carrot head turned around and walked away. After walking two steps, he found that Hideji Kitahara had stayed where he was. He turned around and frowned and asked, "What are you waiting for? The task is very tight. Hurry up and get to work..."
Kitahara Shuji interrupted her mid-sentence: "I am assigned here and cannot leave without permission."
At this moment, Inoue Yu had the opportunity to interject and asked politely: "Madam, what business do you have with Beitahara?" He felt that this woman was intimidating. He was afraid that she was a high-level cadre, so he didn't dare to offend her. After all,
He is a second-class citizen in Eastern Union.
The large carrot head glanced at Inoue Yu, ignored him, and said to the short-haired female white-collar worker behind him: "Yoko, put me through the phone number of the head of the reception and reception department."
"yes!"
Soon the phone was handed to the big carrot's hand, and she said straight to the point: "I am Niwa Arika, Special Behavior Investigation Specialist of the Financial Services Agency. I want to recruit an assistant from you. Please cooperate!"
Then she handed the phone to Inoue Yu, who took it without knowing why, and immediately explained: "It's my section chief, yes, yes, no, there's nothing rude about it, but Kitahara is here..."
...Yes, yes, I understand, but...Yes, yes, I will do as you ask."
He returned the phone and said helplessly to Kitahara Hideji: "Kitahara, you have been temporarily seconded to work for Commissioner Niwa."
Niwa Arika turned around and left, saying: "Follow me!"
Kitahara Shuji smacked his lips. Did he change hands again? He had worked here for less than three days and was going to a new department again? But he had no objection. In fact, if Niwa hadn't been so arrogant and impatient, he would have been quite happy with it.
Working with her as an assistant for two days was an eye-opener.
He waved goodbye to the Inoue Six, followed Niwa and left. Yoko followed him and nodded slightly: "I am Yoko Takemura, please take good care of me in the future."
Kitahara Shuji also responded in a low voice: "Hello, Takemura-senpai, I am Kitahara Shuji. Please give me your advice in the future."
As soon as the two of them got to know each other, they entered the freight elevator together. The smell here was very strong, and the operation made people feel slightly dizzy, but Niwa wanted to take this one. This one can go straight up to the 42nd floor without having to go two or three floors apart.
She only stopped once, but it was against the rules, but she didn't care, she was very arrogant.
Niwa looked at the floor number, stretched out her hand and pressed the button for the 42nd floor, still giving people the impatient feeling that she had advanced menopause, while Kitahara Shuji only felt that this "new leader" might not be easy to serve, maybe it would be bad.
He had to do anything as if he was urging him to die, but suddenly he found Yoko gently holding his hand.
He looked in surprise, but Yoko didn't look away. She just pulled his hand back, and then wrote a sentence in his hand: She is from the government, be careful.