This is the troika that once drove the Japanese economy.
After the bubble economy burst, even Kyoto, the most conservative region, had to bow to reality and transform its traditional industries.
The service industry, entertainment industry, and high-tech have become new development trends.
Hundreds of temples and shrines in Kyoto have begun to open to the public, and the stubborn old monks have also spread their wrinkled smiles and rely on the tourism industry in their own temples to earn money for food.
But this does not mean that the past troika is useless.
Industry is always the cornerstone of a country's development.
Traditional industries can also be combined with modern technology to revitalize the industrial chain and still achieve considerable achievements.
In the evening, Ando Electronics Co., Ltd. headquarters, Kita-ku, Kyoto City.
Many pedestrians passing by raised their heads and turned on their mobile phones to take pictures of the cloud-covered scenery next to the high-rise buildings, sighing that today's weather would be very interesting if it were updated.
In the gaps between high-rise buildings, the sky is dim blue yet vast, and the setting sun dyes the clouds into a champagne gradient.
The top is golden and the inner bottom is purple. It is spectacular and breathtaking, and it is even more gorgeous in this steel city.
At this time, Minamoto Yorimitsu had no time to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
Although the clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are more clear and beautiful.
On the seventeenth floor of the Ando Electronics Co., Ltd. building, there are more than a dozen people standing in a bright and spacious office. Everyone exudes a business atmosphere in terms of clothing and posture.
Serious situations make it impossible to laugh at all.
Wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, Ando Wenjin speaks and behaves very calmly and elegantly, smiling at everyone.
There was no trace of him being the president of a well-known public company, and most people would believe him to be a teacher teaching Mandarin, but the occasional flash of brilliance in his eyes proved that he was thoughtful.
But there was some doubt behind his gentle smile at this moment.
Ando Atsushi held Minamoto no Yorimitsu's hand tightly with both hands, silencing the other members present, and nodded slightly with a low profile: "Minamoto-san, welcome to officially become our independent director."
"Please take good care of us in the future. If there are any deficiencies, please report them in time and we will make adjustments in time."
"I believe our cooperation can lead to a win-win situation."
He said this with great caution, not only giving the other party enough respect, but also hinting that Minamoto Yorimitsu should not interfere in business affairs.
In terms of tone and hint, it was already a bit weak, because until now he was still a little unsure about Minamoto Norimitsu.
Ando Electronics Co., Ltd. was founded by Onto Ando. It specialized in electronic components such as capacitors, resistors, piezoelectric sensors, and ceramic filters more than ten years ago.
Although it is not too famous in Kyoto, it was successfully listed two years ago, and its control has not been diluted by the consortium.
But even as a founder, after the company went public and distributed original shares to other senior members, even if he controlled the management shares, he only accounted for less than 20%.
Suddenly a person appears with 10% of the shares.
This made Onto Ando, who has been traveling in the business world for many years, smell something amiss. Generally, this situation is either the consortium preparing to control the market, or the competitors are sufficiently prepared to carry out horizontal integration. But from meeting this young man to now
From observation...
It seems like an ordinary individual stock?
It's just that the shareholding ratio is a bit scary.
Kyoto is one of the three largest cities in Japan, and it was also the birthplace of the nobility. There are so many families with rich heritage.
After careful observation, Ando Atsushi felt that Minamoto no Yorimitsu seemed to be a descendant of the family, bringing funds and blindly collecting shares without any warning.
Young people in many families are like this now.
With the wealth of the family, I want to start a career outside, but I have no ability, so I can only use money to buy shares of companies with similar conditions, and then become an independent director to gild my identity and prove my self-deception to the family.
Not a few either.
As long as such people don't offend, it's fine.
Genji?
It's a very old surname.
But isn't it already in decline...
"Ando-san, is it really impossible to transfer the shares? We have to wait until five years later?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu and the other party let go of each other's hands, stood there and pondered for a moment, still a little unwilling to give up.
Onto Ando's expression froze for a moment, and he was not angry at being asked such a low-level question. He just explained patiently:
"Hasn't Yuansang read the contract? The minimum holding period for the shares cannot be less than five years. This is also one of the prerequisites for you to become an independent director."
This young man is really strange.
Just a few days after I bought the shares, I was thinking about how to sell it.
It seems that some old antique company really released a child who doesn't understand the world.
"Although I am only an independent director in name, I should also receive annual dividends, right?"
"This depends on the annual profit and loss financial report. If there is a profit, the club's daily operating expenses will be deducted first, and then dividends will be distributed according to the directors' shares."
"I see."
"Yuan-Sang, it's getting late today. I've arranged a dinner in advance at the Bamboo and Rattan House. If you don't have any additional arrangements, why don't we talk about the club's future arrangements."
"I won't interrupt the dinner. I have some things to take care of when I get back. Thank you Ando-san for your kindness."
After confirming his inner thoughts, Minamoto Noraimitsu gave up.
After chatting with Ando Junto for a while, I felt that there was really no need to stay, so he declined despite repeated attempts to stay.
He does not have the management rights of the club, so he can only be regarded as a significant shareholder.
Moreover, the sudden entry of the shares directly given by the simulator obviously made the other party extremely wary. Minamoto no Yorimitsu had no idea of dealing with these shopping mall fried dough sticks for the time being.
The simple meeting ended quickly, and everyone sent him downstairs, with a car specially prepared.
After reaching the first floor of the building and chatting a few words casually, Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt that the time was almost up and the sunset outside had long since faded.
The staff also started to get off work, and many people were leaving the building.
Although he only took up the position because of the shares and did not participate in any business scope, Minamoto Yorimitsu was also aware of the power of these old foxes in shopping malls.
You are embarrassed to speak so well that you can hold back your words, but you can deceive immature young people with your ease and sophistication.
It can be seen that it is indeed difficult to survive in today's society.
He was about to decline Ando Onto's warm invitation again, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure standing at the edge of the hall.
The other party was smiling and snuggling into the arms of a young man with dyed yellow hair. The hall was crowded at the moment and the other party didn't even notice him.
"Is this the man named Ito?"
Minamoto Noraimitsu frowned and muttered to himself.
"Yuan-san, what's wrong?"
At his side, Onto Ando was keenly aware of the change in his expression.
"It's nothing, I remembered something bad."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu withdrew his gaze, smiled and said: "Thank you Ando-san for the invitation, but there are really some things to deal with, so I have to excuse myself today."
After a few random words, the other party didn't try to persuade him to stay this time, because he knew that Yorimitsu Minamoto didn't come by car, and Onto Ando even specially arranged a car.
Asking Qi Qi's own driver to take him back in person, I have to say that proper arrangements have been made in terms of face.
A few meaningless pleasantries again.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was finally able to lift his feet and leave.
Ando Atsushi no longer forced him to stay.
"Takuto."
After Minamoto no Yorimitsu's figure disappeared from the hall, Ando Onto gradually faded the smile on his face, and suddenly called out softly without any warning.
"President."
A person standing next to him immediately bowed and responded.
Ando Junjin pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, pointed in a certain direction in the hall, and ordered in a calm voice:
"Check that person's information. His surname should be Ito. Then put it directly in my office."