Restart the Flying Age

Even after taking a shower, Rena Fujiwara went to see Wu Tao in an exquisitely tailored suit.

In the study, Wu Tao is immersed in the sea of ​​Wenshan Hui, trying to figure out a clue from the various recent affairs.

As soon as Fujiwara Rena entered the door and was about to knock on the glass door alertly, she was stunned by Wu Tao's casual and casual clothes.

Since I just ran in the gym in the east yard, the sleeveless vest on his body is still half-dry and half-wet. It is attached to the angular body contour, exuding a unique masculine charm.

Rena Fujiwara suddenly felt that the mood that she had just calmed down immediately became hot, and even her body became hot, soft, and even a little unable to stand.

At this moment, Wu Tao saw her.

Wu Tao was not surprised at her arrival. He seemed to have expected it, and greeted him casually: "Come on, sit down here."

With a hum, Fujiwara Rena sat down on a mahogany chair next to him and looked at it at will. The furnishings in this room are mostly made of exquisitely carved solid wood.

In the past, when she saw this type of furniture arrangement, she always felt that the owner was old-fashioned and uninteresting.

However, today she suddenly felt that this was also good.

At least give people a sense of solidity and reliability.

After a while, Wu Tao finished his work, Shi Shiran walked over and lifted the teapot on the small red stove to make tea.

Rena Fujiwara took the initiative and said: "Oh Sang, it's better for Rena to come."

Such active performance is very subtle. Wu Tao didn't think much, and then withdrew his hand, accepting it.

Obviously, Rena Fujiwara has accumulated a bit in the tea ceremony. This matter, when the two met at the beginning, they knew each other and learned about it.

It's just that today's performance, in Wu Tao's view, it is not fake to be pleasing to the eye besides the movement of clouds and water, but after all, it is a bit trivial and annoying.

However, Wu Tao did not speak, just watched quietly.

Until the second tea was finished, the tea cup was put down and said: "Rena, the tea ceremony is the state of mind. Your current state of mind..."

Before finishing speaking, Rena Fujiwara nodded hastily and bowed: "Please give your advice."

Wu Tao leaned against the back of the chair, rubbed the smooth wooden armrest, and sighed: "Unknowingly, it's been four years since you took over the Mitsui Consortium, right?"

Hearing this, Rena Fujiwara suddenly felt a trance.

She is always busy at work on weekdays, and she has also worked hard to develop the consortium, and even put her personal problems behind her mind.

It can be said that she did give her best youth to the Mitsui Consortium.

However, in the end, it turned into an increasingly embarrassing situation, which really made her feel miserable.

Now that Wu Tao mentions it, the bitterness in her heart will immediately break out, "Wu Sang, after so many years, I have always been conscientious in the affairs and development of the consortium, but I never thought I would still fall into the current situation."

"... More and more board members are beginning to oppose my proposal, and even Director Ito is ambiguous. And the various industrial companies under its umbrella are more and more difficult to control."

"...As for the development of new industries, not to mention the constraints and constraints everywhere. Not only that, they started to stare at my every move. A little carelessness is a question of not asking why."

Wu Tao nodded suddenly. He saw Fujiwara Rena's problem early in the morning, but he didn't expect the problem to be so serious.

Perhaps it was because of the suppression for too long, when Fujiwara Rena spoke, the chattering posture became a little uncontrollable.

It wasn't until Wu Tao drank several cups of tea that she finished with relief.

Soon, he realized that he was abrupt and talked a lot, and he nodded in fear and apologized.

"Okay," Wu Tao waved his hand to stop her bowing and nodding, "Do you know where your problem is?"

Fujiwara Rena didn't even think about it, and said dryly, "Sang Wu, please!"

"Do you think that as long as you do your duty, you can continue to be the president of the consortium?" Wu Tao responded with a rhetorical question, and then, without waiting for Fujiwara Rena to answer, he said to himself: "Obviously, This is wrong."

"...Yes, you made a contribution to the consortium to avoid major losses, but this is not enough to keep you doing it. There is a Chinese idiom called "crossing the river and breaking the bridge. Nowadays, the Mitsui consortium is developing smoothly, and many people will selectively forget it." Forget your credit, and feel that they can do your job."

"...What's more, the traditional industries under the Mitsui Consortium are developing well in China, and this is the business that many people under your consortium are good at. They feel that your responsibilities have no technical content, and you are a woman after all. , I’m afraid the people who want to bring you down are already in a hug."

"Nani?" Rena Fujiwara was excited. Not only did cold sweat burst out on her forehead, she almost couldn't sit still, and her upper body was close to Wu Tao and pleaded: "Wu Sang, please help me."

Wu Tao is still the temperament that does not change at all. "Your biggest mistake is to think that if you sit on the position of president, you will be on the ground and sit back and relax."

"...Actually, even if you are in the position of president, it is still a thing that requires diligence in climbing. To put it bluntly, as the president of a super consortium, your way of standing is not letting it go. It’s about managing it all the time."

"Management with care?" Rena Fujiwara said every word, "Then Wu Sang, what are the specific aspects?"

Wu Tao said, "The simpler thing to do is to form cliques and use the convenience of their positions to cultivate their own power. If you want to be smarter, it is to create on the basis of the original traditional industries of the Mitsui Consortium. An original pillar industry ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and this industry will eventually become your own sphere of influence, so this is back to the first point."

Some words had a big impact on Rena Fujiwara's worldview.

After a while, I took a deep breath, and even the chest was violently ups and downs, and a little sweat leaked from the smooth forehead, "Wu Sang, if the group of people has been twisted into a force, then I will just start laying out now. Will it be late?"

"It's possible." Wu Tao said with a smile, "but I have prepared something for you."

After finishing speaking, he took a document from Huanghuali's desk and said, "You take this thing back and have a look, it may be useful to you."

Fujiwara Rena took it and swept it, the more she looked at it, the more frightened she became.

This is a new financial analysis material, which contains a lot of models and data. Although the deduction process is not accurate, the conclusion is shocking.

"Wu Sang, what do you mean is that in the next five to eight years, the subprime mortgage crisis in the United States may cause a new round of global financial crisis?"

"That's right." Wu Tao nodded, no one knew this matter better than him. He only hopes that the models and data listed on the materials can fool the old stubborn Mitsui Consortium.

Soon Fujiwara Rena's beautiful eyes brightened, and she inferred: "So, I can use this report to tell the board of directors not to act rashly. And with the buffer of the past few years, it is enough for me to implement the plan and be stable. Status, isn't it?"

"Congratulations." Wu Tao stood up and stretched out his hand to Rena Fujiwara, "I wish you success."

Rena Fujiwara stood up happily, and did not shake hands, but gave Wu Tao a strong hug, "Thank you, Wu Sang!"

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