Have a small request?
When Director Sun heard this, he was stunned at first, but then he immediately felt relieved.
After taking a look at Liu Dayong next to him, Director Sun felt that Nakamura Neiji wanted to seek some benefits for his adoptive father, such as promotion or increase in rank and salary.
Therefore, Director Sun immediately agreed with a smile: "Of course! Of course! Goudan! I didn't expect you to be such a filial child. Just tell me what you want.
What our factory can do is definitely not ambiguous. After all, the technical solution you gave is a significant contribution to the factory.
We should have given your adoptive parents more help and care..."
Liu Dayong, who was standing by, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He almost broke his jaw, but he still pretended to be selfless and taught Nakamura Neiji a lesson:
"Goudan! You kid. We workers value dedication.
Why do you keep making demands? How can you make demands to the organization?"
Then he said to Director Sun: "Director Sun, look at this kid, he didn't mention this to me before he came.
If I had known, I would never have allowed him to mention it."
"Oh! It's okay! It's okay! This is just because Goudan is very filial to you two!"
Director Sun waved his hand, then looked at Neiji Nakamura and said, "Tell me! What is your request?"
Nakamura Neiji's expression turned serious, and he said, "Director Sun, we at Panasonic admire your pressure cookers very much, which have triple explosion-proof technology.
Therefore, I was sent here this time in the sincere hope that by donating this mechanical timer technology, I could obtain the licensed production of triple explosion-proof pressure cookers in Japan."
After finishing speaking, Nakamura Neiji bowed specially and said sincerely, "I hope Director Sun can agree that our two manufacturers can have more friendly technical exchanges in the future."
Crash!
Hearing this, Director Sun was stunned.
He never expected that Liu Goudan, who grew up in the Jilin General Machinery Factory, came here for the patented pressure cooker technology.
What he asked for was not to ask the factory to take better care of his adoptive parents, but to obtain the technical authorization for the pressure cooker.
In an instant, the alarm line in Director Sun’s mind was sounded.
Because a few days ago, the provincial government had already reminded him that any foreign business representatives, especially Japanese business representatives, who came to the factory and asked for authorization for pressure cooker patents must be handled with caution, reported immediately, and handled according to the plan given by the province.
Director Sun didn't think in this direction just now because Nakamura Ningji was a Japanese orphan who grew up in the factory.
I never expected that the other party was really coming for the patented pressure cooker technology.
Director Sun immediately frowned and said in a very unfriendly tone: "The pressure cooker technology is the bread and butter of our factory. Forget it! We will never license it to you Japanese.
Liu Goudan, that's not right! You are Japanese now.
Your name is Nakamura Neiji. You came back to China mainly for our pressure cooker technology, right?"
"Yes! Director Sun, you shouldn't refuse so decisively! Why don't you think about it more?
The mechanical timer technology I brought is also quite good and is very suitable for your factory.
Moreover, we only need patent authorization for production in Japan.
The Japanese kitchenware market is so huge, and your Ji Province General Machinery Factory cannot completely dominate the pressure cooker category, so why not cooperate and make everyone happy? "
As soon as Neiji Nakamura finished speaking, Director Sun slammed the table and said angrily: "Cooperation? During the Anti-Japanese War, I would rather die than cooperate with the Japanese.
You want me to be a traitor now? No way! "
Liu Dayong, who was standing by, was so angry that his face turned pale. He immediately slapped Nakamura Neiji in the face.
He angrily cursed: "Fuck your mother, you son of a bitch. I raised you up, and now I am willing to let you go back to Japan to enjoy a good life.
I didn't expect that, instead of coming back, you wanted to steal the pressure cooker technology which is the lifeblood of our factory?
I wonder how you can be so kind and even tell me that you want to donate your technology to the factory. Bah! I have really raised you for nothing for so many years. "
I thought that Neiji Nakamura's return would bring honor to me.
But in this situation, Liu Dayong felt that he was too ashamed to face his fellow workers.
"Dad! Director Sun! I think you should think about it carefully. It's just an ordinary patent exchange cooperation.
You guys made it sound like being a traitor was so serious."
Neiji Nakamura, who had expected this result, had a calm expression. He waved the mechanical timer technical plan he took out of his bag, hoping that Director Sun could change his mind.
"Get out! There's no way."
Director Sun refused again very decisively.
Liu Dayong was also very anxious, and pulled Nakamura Neiji out of the factory director's office.
"You evil creature! You evil creature, just go back to your Japan! From now on, I will pretend that I have never raised you, you evil creature."
Walking out of the factory director's office, Liu Dayong was really regretful. He should not have picked up this Japanese bastard from the pile of dead bodies in the first place, wasting so many years of food in vain.
"Dad! Do you think I am willing to return to this poor land? Your vision is really too narrow. You have never seen what a truly prosperous and developed country is like."
Nakamura Neiji was not angry at all, and continued to say with a smile, "Besides, I believe that this time when I return to China, I will definitely not return empty-handed."
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