As expected, Matsuhashi Miho did not encounter the manager, David, whom she was looking for.
During this ti, seeing Matsuhashi Miho's determined deanor, the receptionist couldn't help but feel so sympathy and offered to help contact him.
However, the response received was that Manager David was very busy at the mont and likely wouldn't have ti to spare.
Until the end of the company's business hours, Matsuhashi Miho did not receive any good news.
In the United States, once it was ti to leave work, employees absolutely would not linger for even a second. They would quickly leave the company without delay.
This was completely different from the situation in Japan.
In Japan, if you didn't voluntarily work overti, your work ethic would be questioned.
It was only at Takayuki's insistence that employees were required to clock in and out on ti, making the company quite unique in Japan.
Watching the security guard about to close the doors, Matsuhashi Miho could only leave helplessly.
anwhile, Manager David had long since returned to his ho and was having dinner with his wife and children at the dinner table.
At this mont, the phone rang, so he picked it up and answered.
"Hello?"
"Manager, the lady from Japan has already left."
David nodded as he continued eating dinner. "I see."
"Manager, what if she cos again tomorrow?"
"Just keep her waiting. Eventually, she'll realize it's futile."
"Alright." The voice on the other end of the line also sounded sowhat resigned.
David said, "If there's nothing else, that's all for now."
"Um, Manager, why don't we have a proper conversation with this lady? Since it's business coming to us, shouldn't we at least see what their product is like?"
"Well, the specific details might not be sothing you're aware of, and it's not convenient for to discuss them with you. Just know that if we accept the product this woman wants to discuss, we'll lose out on bigger business."
"...I understand."
After the call ended, David dialed another number, and his expression imdiately beca more enthusiastic.
Once the call connected on the other end, he enthusiastically said, "Mr. Eden, sorry to bother you so late, but I wanted to inform you about the task you assigned earlier. I've been stalling the lady from Japan."
Mr. Eden on the other end of the line nodded. "Well done, Manager David. This demonstrates our commitnt to maintaining the friendship between SuRui Electronics and Woodson Departnt Store. I hope you can keep it up."
"Of course, SuRui Electronics has stronger product capabilities, and your products sell well across Arica. We'd be foolish to abandon our partnership with your company and collaborate with a smaller one."
Mr. Eden said, "Good. In the future, at the National Electronics Consur Expo, we've already planned to release so new products. I can assure you that we'll prioritize sending them to your departnt store, so you don't have to worry about falling behind."
"Alright, I look forward to it!"
After hanging up, David's mood was evidently quite good.
He was a business manager at Woodson Departnt Store, primarily responsible for negotiating with product manufacturers.
He could almost decide which products could be sold in their departnt store, so his authority was considerable.
Countless manufacturers were eager to get on David's good side.
However, there were so manufacturers that David couldn't afford to offend.
Among them was SuRui Electronics.
This tech company from Japan was currently a leader in the field of technology, and all their products sold well in the United States.
Such manufacturers were the ones David sought to flatter.
About a month ago, the deputy director of SuRui Electronics' North Arican division, whom David often tried to impress but rarely received replies from, had proactively contacted him.
They made a request: a new erging tech company from Japan might want to enter the US market and hoped to block them through retail channels.
Of course, Woodson was only a leader in the US retail industry and did not have a monopoly. There were many large and small retail companies in the US retail industry.
However, if both dium-sized and large retailers rejected cooperation with Gastar Electronic Entertainnt, then it would be difficult for Gastar Electronic Entertainnt to expand its market in the US.
This kind of market competition behavior was sowhat despicable, but what did it matter? This was pure market competition. They hadn't resorted to any real dirty tricks like digging up dirt and slander.
Eden thought this was normal.
And Eden was currently under the direct command of Hayato Hayakawa, the current head of SuRui Electronics' gaming division, and was completely loyal to him.
When Eden learned that Gastar Electronic Entertainnt was planning to enter North Arica, he had already prepared a counter-strategy.
Restricting the retail market was just the first line of defense; there were several more barriers waiting for Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
In Japan, Gastar Electronic Entertainnt could do whatever they wanted, using their technological strength to achieve absolute dominance without any criticism.
But in North Arica, the rules of the ga were different.
As a native, Eden had plenty of ways to suppress Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
Moreover, besides him, several other US companies would also help suppress Gastar Electronic Entertainnt.
They didn't want anyone else coming to the US to share the electronic gaming gold mine.
The next morning, Matsuhashi Miho arrived earlier than usual.
She was already waiting at the door by seven o'clock.
This ti, she was determined to intercept David directly.
She already had a rough idea of the outco, but she needed a clear answer instead of being left hanging.
Finally, she waited for the person she most wanted to see.
David.
At this mont, David had just stepped out of his car and was walking towards the company gate with his colleagues, chatting and laughing.
Matsuhashi Miho's spirits lifted, and she imdiately approached him.
"Mr. David, right?"
"Who are you?" David was taken aback when he saw a woman approaching and hadn't reacted yet.
He knew there was a Japanese woman looking for him, but he really didn't know what this Japanese woman looked like.
"Hello, I'm in charge of the overseas business departnt at Gastar Electronic Entertainnt. I'd really like to discuss the sales business at your retail supermarkets."
David finally realized and looked sowhat embarrassed.
He hadn't expected this woman to be so bold as to block him at the door.
He had always heard that Japanese people were particularly crazy about work, and today he had witnessed it firsthand.
Of course, he hadn't seen the more extre cases yet.
This was sowhat exaggerated.
"Ma'am, if you want to discuss business, you can make an appointnt first. I'm quite busy during office hours. If you successfully make an appointnt, we can discuss in detail."
Matsuhashi Miho insisted, "It's because my appointnt requests have gone unanswered that I ca here on my own initiative, hoping to at least have a conversation with you."
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