In July, Fujita had a short five-day vacation. He could not return to his country, and he did not want to stay at Maozi's house, so he took a camera with him and planned to go to Tianyang to see it - he was forced to become Xu Shu, but at least he wanted to understand Cao Ying.
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Since Tianyang Airport was being expanded, Fujita could only fly from Novosibirsk to the Imperial Capital, and then transfer to Nanchang and take the train south to Tianyang. When he arrived in the Imperial Capital, he also went to take a look at the newly renovated group's new headquarters.
By the way, I would like to pay a visit..., Vice President Watanabe Yu.
Mr. Watanabe is now very famous. He is the vice president of the China-Japan Friendship Association and a figure who often appears in newspapers and media. He appears in front of the public with a frank and friendly image.
No matter what media, they all like to interview this "unique" vice president.
Fujita passed by the Imperial Capital, and as usual he wanted to visit this 'senior' and say hello to him, otherwise it would be very rude. However, when we met, Fujita still thought secretly in his heart - the villain is in charge. In comparison, I am
Bear the humiliation and bear the burden.
The new headquarters of 'Holy Light' is located on the South Third Ring Road of the Imperial Capital. It is a newly built twenty-story building with a relatively simple interior decoration.
The designs made by the goblins use a lot of magic items, mainly to make people feel happy, stimulate creativity and improve work efficiency.
When they met, Watanabe was being interviewed by a foreign financial magazine. He naturally invited Fujita to sit on the sofa in the skylight lounge area of the building.
Decorated with sunshine and green plants, and surrounded by group employees coming and going, the interview was relaxed and cordial.
When the Western reporter learned of Fujita's identity, he was very surprised and asked: "Mr. Fujita, as far as I know, you have recently been investigated by the Tokyo Prefectural Prosecutor's Special Investigation Department on the grounds that you have provided certain impermissible services to the 'Holy Light'"
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Such a straightforward opening question made Fujita suddenly embarrassed. Watanabe, who had seen a lot, laughed and replied: "This is Mr. Fujita's personal behavior. He has the right to decide what he should do."
Fujita couldn't deny it, and remained silent to express his approval. The reporter's eyes showed a strange look, and asked: "Mr. Fujita, as a foreigner, how did you assume such an important position in the Holy Light within a few months?"
"Perhaps I should ask Mr. Watanabe about this question. His position is higher than mine." Fujita put the question away tactfully.
The two old devils glanced at each other and laughed at the same time. One came to investigate the Holy Light and ended up serving as vice president, and the other was sent to install machine tools but couldn't go home.
The laughter was hearty, but both of them felt in their hearts - what the hell is this?
The topic was brought back to Watanabe. He has held the position of vice president for more than half a year and his demeanor is indeed different. He replied in Chinese: "Our President Zhou often says that employing people is the top priority for the development of the group.
How to put the right people in the right positions is the focus of management. In order to achieve this goal, the president has done a lot of work. He only appoints people based on ability and never cares about any constraints.
Even if you are his enemy, as long as you are capable, he will appoint you. Fujita and I are both beneficiaries of the CEO's employment strategy.
This sounds easy, but in fact it requires breaking through many obstacles of vested interests. At this point, there is no one in the world who is more courageous and capable of execution than President Zhou.
And being in a certain position is not permanent. The president emphasized that employees in the group can move up and down, and those who do not do well will have to get out. People like me must work hard every day, otherwise they will really be driven away."
The reporter nodded repeatedly as he listened, as if he had mastered some kind of secret to success. He also said regretfully: "We really hope to interview President Zhou himself, but we have never been able to do so. This is really a pity."
Watanabe laughed and responded silently: "Do you want to die? Don't see our president if you have nothing to do. Even I don't want to see him every day."
The reporter asked again: "Your Excellency Watanabe, when you are interviewed by 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 in a formulaic way, "As an employee of the Holy Light, I must consider the Holy Light."
But Watanabe changed the subject and asked Fujita, "I have asked similar questions many times in the media. Why don't you let Mr. Fujita answer it once?"
Fujita pretended to be scared and said a few words of humility at first, but he always had a kind of contempt for Watanabe in his heart, thinking to himself: "Me? Why should I answer? I never thought of encouraging the Chinese."
But the reporter seemed to be very interested in Fujita, especially that he actually went to Da Mao's house to work for the "Holy 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 garden, he had joined a small left-wing society in Japan and dreamed of "dominating Greater East Asia".
"I..., I am Japanese. I can only talk about myself." Fujita was overwhelmed by the questions and hesitated for a while. He really didn't know what to say. "I actually hope that there will be more Japanese people."
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Watanabe was surprised when he said this. He just wanted to take care of Fujita and let 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 could they not be confident?
Fujita seemed to have opened up his chat box. He broke away from his original social circle and spoke the words that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time. "I asked my staff if they could accept foreign garrisoning. Both the Chinese and the Russians said they couldn't accept it.
But we are used to being treated like dogs. No one has ever questioned this matter, and there is no resistance in our hearts. We are like slaves. How can slaves have confidence?"
"That's enough!" Watanabe immediately stopped smiling and interrupted angrily.
"Aren't we talking about self-confidence?" Fujita didn't know where the strength came from, his face turned red and he said in defiance: "Why can't you say it? This is not Japan.
When I was in Hanzhong, my translator often asked me how I wanted to be a Japanese. He envied the life in Japan. I didn't answer every time. In fact, I really wanted to ask, who would approve of a humble slave?
I joined an "Asia Society" in Japan and dreamed that my motherland would become a free country.
But for the past thirty years, our members have been like hamsters hiding in cages, eating the food given by their owners every day, trying hard to please their owners, until they are replaced by new hamsters.
One time the translator came to ask again, and I yelled angrily at him: "Stop dreaming. Unless you have a Western face, Westerners will not accept you. You want to be a hamster, but I have been enough."
I actually envy the Chinese, an independent country, the pride of the yellow race, and the only hope. Japan is no longer good, it has reached its limit. And the source of my distress is that I am a Japanese."
Fujita's sudden emotional outburst shocked Watanabe and reporters. Group employees walking around the rest area also looked over, wondering what happened?
Watanabe came back to his senses and quickly apologized to the reporter on behalf of Fujita, hoping that the other party would not record this statement, let alone publish it. After Fujita vented, he came back to his senses, bowed to Watanabe and said: "It's really rude, I have caused you trouble.
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It's really a bit troublesome...
Watanabe was stunned for a few seconds and sighed: "Fujita-kun, there is no need to blame yourself. The president will not hold me accountable for this. As long as we can complete the work, he doesn't care about this kind of thing."
The two Japanese looked at each other and could see the helplessness in each other's eyes. One was caught off guard, the other was angry.
On the other hand, the foreign reporter next to me seemed to have caught some big news material, and his eyes lit up.
Sure enough, the foreign media reported the next day - 'Mysterious Asia Society, Japanese rebels working for the Holy Light'.
On the third day, the Japanese media reprinted it with a more horrifying title - 'Suspected Red Army members join the Holy Light, export the revolution'.
A few days later, the media in Hong Kong and Taiwan also followed suit - 'A terrifying United Front company, Holy Light has incredible brainwashing capabilities'.
Fujita really doesn’t have to go back to Japan now.