money player

The penalty wine was never served. At 1 p.m., Chen Ligui and Wang Gongyong arrived at the door.

Since they came to our door, it meant they were willing to cooperate. The two sides discussed how to cooperate for an hour and finally came up with a cooperation plan:

Both parties jointly invested in the establishment of Songqing Construction. Songqing Construction invested 8000 million yen, accounting for 78% of the shares; Tokyo Fuqing Association invested 2000 million yen, accounting for 18% of the shares; Chen Ligui and Wang Gongyong contributed their technology as shares, each accounting for 2%.

Chen Ligui was appointed as the vice president, and Wang Gongyong as the president's assistant, almost equivalent to a special assistant. Chen Ligui was nearly fifty years old, his thinking was rigid, and he found it difficult to accept new things. His position would be handed over to Wang Gongyong in a few years.

Regarding the operation of Songqing Construction, there are three points:
For plots of land in less desirable locations, the land is leveled, residential plots are divided, and the land is then sold to ordinary people or overseas Chinese who come to Japan to make a living, with the difference in price being made.

For plots of land in good locations but with poor long-term prospects, simple two-story wooden shacks are built and rented out to workers and junior employees, providing a stable monthly income.

For plots of land with promising prospects, they may either resell them to Matsunaga Construction or hoard them themselves, waiting to discuss how to handle them after their value appreciates in the future.

After seeing Chen and Wang off, Xian Yaowen took out a map of Tokyo and studied it carefully, drawing countless circles and crosses on it with a pencil.

He spent 4 a.m. until Monday morning with Keiko Nagumo and had sex with her with the intention of having a child.

Before Yoshiko Matsunaga went to work, I returned to Takano Garden and had an in-depth conversation with her—to establish Matsunaga Polymer and lay out the PVC and PE industry in Toyo.

After the meeting, he immediately went to Kyoto Imperial University to visit Professor Sadaharu Tsuruta, who was highly accomplished in the field of polymer chemistry and was also a technical advisor to the Ministry of International Trade and Industry. He was hailed as an extremely rare strategic talent.

By presenting his vision for the industry's development, offering unlimited research funding, a monthly salary of 50 yen, 10% project profit sharing, patent sharing, and a housing subsidy of "you point to a place, provide the design drawings, and I'll pay for the construction," he finally persuaded the other party to take a temporary position at Matsunaga Polymer.

While he was trying to win over Sadaharu Tsuruta, Yoshiko Matsuda's secretary, Kazuo Wada, went to Osaka to talk to Taizo Hachiguchi, the president of Toyo Shokubai Chemical Industry, about a joint venture to build a factory to produce phthalic anhydride and UPR insulation grade for power cable factories.

If negotiations don't go smoothly, he'll start poaching talent. Yasuzō Hachigawa, an authority on catalytic processes; Ken Yamamoto, head of phthalic anhydride pilot production and a promising candidate for UPR R&D; and Tadao Ōkitaki, head of synthetic resins and head of phthalic anhydride industrialization, are all people he has his eye on.

His second stop was Mama Ichikawa in Chiba Prefecture, where he visited Koichi Takikawa, the president of Takikawa Chemical.

Takikawa Chemical previously mainly produced PVC products—hose, pipes, belts, transmission belts, and plastic shamisen plectrum paddles. This year, it began to venture into PE, producing electrical wire insulation sleeves and agricultural irrigation hoses. It has considerable expertise in PVC formulation, extrusion molding, and mold design.

However, Takikawa Chemical is a small family-run business that was only restructured from a manufacturing plant into a corporation in April of this year. With a capital of only 150 million yen, it is currently facing two dilemmas: a shortage of funds and a lack of insulating resin technology.

Sin Yiu-man employed three main tactics:
We pledge to guarantee the supply of PVC resin powder and low-density polyethylene.

They invested 1000 million yen, acquiring a 60% stake, but only requested dividends and priority supply, not a say in the company's decision-making process.

The insulating resin technology was provided by Matsunaga Polymer.

The three-pronged approach hit the nail on the head, and Takikawa Koichi immediately agreed to the cooperation.

His third stop was originally to visit Aoki Koji of Nissei Resin Manufacturing Co., Ltd., but unfortunately it was a small rural factory located in Nagano Prefecture, far from Tokyo. He couldn't return the same day, so he had to give up and sit in the car studying the materials.

Nissei's main business is plastic molding and processing. It can produce acrylic combs, hair clips, soap boxes, tableware, PVC wire insulation sleeves (low voltage), electrical appliance housings, mechanical parts, simple syringe housings, and medicine bottles. Its processing technology is excellent.

At the same time, we are also investing in the development of injection molding machines. We already have experimental 10-50 ton manual/semi-automatic small injection molding machines, which are just one step away from becoming commercial products.

By acquiring Nissei, we can bind together Catalyst (upstream raw materials), Takikawa (midstream processing), and Nissei (equipment + formula), forming a complete closed loop.

He roughly calculated the valuation of Nippon Seiki and came up with a plan to invest 200 million yen and cooperate on technology to acquire 70% of Nippon Seiki's shares.

He parked his car on the side of the road and called Yoshiko Matsuda, asking her to send someone to Nissei as soon as possible to discuss the matter, while he himself headed to the University of Tokyo.

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The ginkgo leaves in the Faculty of Science at the University of Tokyo have just turned pale yellow. The wind carries dappled sunlight through the mottled wooden corridor and onto the windowsill of the physics laboratory.

The laboratory was filled with the faint smell of reagents, and the glassware reflected a cold light. Teramoto Hide leaned over the microscope, his fingertips pinching a glass slide on which were molecular slices of phenolic resin.

He had just finished a set of breakdown tests on insulation materials. His round-framed glasses had slipped down to the tip of his nose, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he exuded the focused concentration unique to young scholars.

The footsteps were light and gentle, not disturbing Teramoto Ei, who was immersed in the experiment. Xian Yaowen stood at the laboratory door. He did not rush forward, but quietly looked at the twenty-six-year-old man in front of him—the future authority in biophysics, who was still in Yukawa Hideki's research room, deeply engaged in basic research on the properties of materials, with a purity that had not been polished by the world.

It wasn't until Teramoto Hide straightened up and rubbed his sore neck that he noticed the stranger at the door. He paused slightly, his tone carrying the humility of a scholar, yet also a hint of wariness: "Excuse me, may I ask who you are?"

Xian Yaowen walked slowly into the laboratory, his eyes sweeping over the experimental report on the table—it was covered with data on the curing temperature and insulation strength of phenolic resin, as well as several traces of correction. It was clear that he was working on overcoming the problem of thermal deformation in bakelite molding.

Without any unnecessary pleasantries, Xian Yaowen got straight to the point, his voice calm and steady, conveying both sincerity and undeniable confidence: "Mr. Teramoto, I am Takano Sadakichi, strategic advisor of Matsunaga Polymer. I have come today to invite you to join our team and lead the research and development of polymer insulation materials."

Teramoto Hide was taken aback; he had never heard of Matsunaga Polymer.

He pushed up his glasses and said cautiously, "Mr. Takano is joking. I am currently doing research at the University of Tokyo under Professor Yukawa, focusing on the field of biophysics. Polymer insulation is not my main area of ​​expertise, so I'm afraid I would be unable to handle it."

Xian Yaowen walked to the lab table, lightly tapped the corrections on the report with his fingertip, and said with certainty: "Mr. Teramoto is too modest. I have read your publication 'Correlation between Polymer Structure and Physical Properties.' Your analysis of the heat resistance mechanism and insulation breakdown characteristics of materials far surpasses that of scholars of the same period."

Matsunaga Polymer's goal is not simply plastic processing, but to break the European and American monopoly on high-end insulation materials.

We have state-of-the-art imported equipment, ample research funding, and supply chain support from companies like Toyo Shokubai and Takikawa Chemical. But all we lack is a scholar like you, someone who can see through the essence of materials.

He paused, took an envelope from his briefcase, placed it on the lab table, and gently pushed it toward Teramoto Hide. "Here is the advance payment of one million yen."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to make Teramoto Hide's heart skip a beat.

"After you officially join the company, Mr. Teramoto's monthly salary will be 500,000 yen. Matsunaga Polymer will build you a private laboratory with unlimited research funding. Matsunaga Polymer will fully support any research you want to do related to polymer insulation. In addition, the personnel involved in the research and development will receive 20% of the revenue from the commercialization of the patents developed."

Teramoto Hideaki's gaze fell on the envelope, his breathing slightly rapid. A monthly salary of 500,000 yen, a private laboratory, and unlimited research funding—these were things the University of Tokyo couldn't offer, and they were the support he had longed for most after years of dedicated research.

He paused for a moment, his brows relaxed a little, but he still had concerns: "Mr. Takano, although I am interested in polymer materials, I can't let go of my research at the University of Tokyo, nor do I want to give up Professor Yukawa's guidance."

Xian Yaowen smiled, his tone gentle yet insightful, "I have already considered this matter thoroughly. Mr. Teramoto can remain at the University of Tokyo and retain his position in the research lab. As for Matsunaga Polymer, you only need to go there three times a week to lead the research direction and guide the team."

Matsunaga Polymer doesn't need you to work full-time; they need your wisdom and skills. I know your talent shouldn't be confined to the small space of the laboratory; it should be put into practice and used to do things that can truly change the Japanese plastics industry.

Another ginkgo leaf fell outside the window, drifting into the lab and landing on the lab report.

Looking into Xian Yaowen's determined eyes, and then at the envelope on the lab table, Teramoto Ei's hesitation gradually dissipated. He had devoted himself to materials research, seeking only sufficient support to produce truly valuable results, and the conditions Xian Yaowen offered struck at his weakest point.

He took a deep breath, extended his hand, and said solemnly, "Mr. Takano, I agree. But I have one condition: all research and development must be based on technology, and we must never cut corners or take shortcuts."

Xian Yaowen grasped his hand, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes. "Mr. Teramoto, this is precisely why I sought you out. Matsunaga Polymer is not a short-lived speculative enterprise, but a polymer giant that can establish itself in Japan and expand globally. From now on, I entrust the future to you."

Having settled things with Teramoto Hide, Sin Yiu-man didn't rush to leave the University of Tokyo. He strolled around the campus, passing by the students.

Most of the male students wore black uniforms with stand-up collars and button closures. The uniforms were loosely cut, and many of them had faded collars and cuffs with patches sewn on. They were washed until they were white but still clean.

They mostly wore old leather shoes or canvas shoes, rarely shiny new leather shoes, and some even wore wooden clogs or straw clogs.

The female students mostly dressed in simple, unadorned clothing, without any visible patches.

This is normal. In a deeply ingrained patriarchal society, female students who can attend university are most likely from wealthy and enlightened families. The chances of a golden phoenix flying out of a remote mountain village are slim.

The students were either alone or in small groups, with a clear separation between boys and girls, and they did not walk together. Their faces were generally thin and slightly tired, indicating that they were not well-nourished, but their eyes were bright and their thirst for knowledge was extremely strong.

They walked at a slow pace, but their backs were very straight. They spoke softly and quietly, creating a solemn atmosphere on campus.

The atmosphere was slightly oppressive to him, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. He focused more on how to recruit more graduates to his cause.

He prefers to hire graduates from prestigious universities. Not only have their abilities been thoroughly tested, reducing the cost of trial and error, but the added value of being an alumnus is also worth his attention, and he will give them preferential treatment in terms of salary and promotion.

Unfortunately, Matsunaga Trading Company is not yet a very prestigious company. It can't attract graduates with its name alone, and it's even difficult to get professors to write recommendation letters for their students.

It is necessary to set up a public relations department and assign dedicated personnel to maintain relations with universities, and to get sponsorships and scholarships in place.

Arriving at Yasuda Auditorium, he leaned against a camphor tree and pondered quietly.

Before he could even make sense of it, a girl walked towards him with a clear purpose. When she got close, she said in English, "Excuse me."

Sin Yiu-man subconsciously looked up and saw a wisp of air. His gaze moved down and caught the source of the sound—a short girl wearing a navy blue fitted dress. She had fair skin, slender and delicate eyebrows and eyes with slightly drooping corners, a straight nose, thin and pale lips, and an oval face. Her long, straight black hair reached her waist, parted in the middle, and had no bangs. She wore no makeup except for light pink lipstick. Her temperament was cool and elegant, intellectual and calm, with a slight sense of aloofness.

As the gaze slowly descends, the first thing that catches the eye is a pair of clean, elegant white ankle socks, the tops fitting snugly around the ankles, neat and delicate. Below that is a pair of black low-heeled leather shoes, with a well-proportioned design, exquisite materials, and a simple yet refined style.

Such a beautiful and refined appearance, coupled with her dignified and well-mannered attire, reveals her good upbringing and silently suggests that the girl comes from a privileged background and that her family is far from ordinary.

How can I help you?

Given that female pronunciation is difficult to distinguish between British and American English, and considering that Japan is in a period of transformation from British English to American English, Sin Yiu-man spoke with a pure American accent from the very beginning.

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up, and she quickly bowed and said, "Hello, I am Fujiwara Shizuko, a student from the Literature Department."

"Takano Sadakichi, a merchant."

Fujiwara Shizuko bowed again. "Mr. Takano, hello, may I have a chat with you?"

"Correct your pronunciation?"

"Hay."

"Is it for studying, or for preparing for the Komaba Festival?"

Fujiwara Shizuko looked up, her expression serious, and answered honestly, "It's for studying, and also to prepare for the Komaba Festival."

"OK, what kind of performance are you going to give?"

"Poetry recitation or solo singing."

"So, you can play the piano?"

"meeting."

“Not bad.” Xian Yaowen straightened up, left the camphor tree, clapped his hands, and said, “Chatting with me requires payment; buy me something to drink.”

"How about marble soda?"

"uh-huh."

"Please follow me, we're going to the health and wellness store."

The two walked out of the camphor tree together and headed towards the grocery store. Fujiwara Shizuko started a chaotic conversation, with no connection between the previous and next sentences, but each sentence contained some unfamiliar words.

Sin Yiu-man responded earnestly, occasionally correcting her pronunciation.

The Japanese pronunciation system is inherently flawed. Even top students from the University of Tokyo often speak English with a flat, monotone accent, unable to shake off their Japanese pronunciation.

Fujiwara Shizuko's pronunciation of some words is so accurate that it's obvious they're not her native language. One can imagine that she had a private tutor who taught her English from a young age, but she never lived in an English-speaking environment. In addition, she plays the piano, her surname is Fujiwara, and she is a female student at the University of Tokyo. Her family background can be roughly outlined.

Upon arriving at the store, Fujiwara Shizuko bought two bottles of marble soda, and the two continued their conversation while drinking the soda at the store entrance.

It was a very serious conversation; there was no probing or digression.

The conversation lasted about fifteen minutes, ending when Fujiwara Shizuko had to rush to class. Before leaving, she asked for Sin Yiu-man's phone number.

Sin Yiu-man treated this as a minor incident, got into his car, and left, leaving his earlier thoughts behind in the car. (End of Chapter)