[Chapter 773: Personality Differences]
The education in Japan was vastly different from that in America. Generally speaking, Japanese parents would tell their children not to disturb others. That was pretty much the gist of it.
In contrast, Americans had a stronger sense of equality. They often preferred to befriend their children. There were many kids who affectionately called their fathers "Daddy," but usually, they wouldn't cling to them too much.
While fostering a child's independence was important, William White had no plans to do so. There were some things he simply couldn't provide for his children. Therefore, he typically took the time to patiently explain things to the little ones.
When the wealthiest man arrived in Japan, the scene was quite grand. To the Japanese conglomerates, William White seemed quite proper. Although he was greedy, he was still seen as someone they could collaborate with.
Dealing with those guys was truly a headache. Sure, it was just a formality, but it dragged on for over fifteen minutes.
"Fujita, since we have those old guys tonight, let's head to the office first," William said.
"Understood, sir, I'll notify the drivers right away."
"Suzuki, you all go to Disneyland. Don't wait for me for dinner."
"Okay."
Well, the Japanese people couldn't quite understand this guy. His daughter was easy; it was fine to call her "Miss" or even "Miss. White" But as for Suzuki, well, they could only call her "Miss Suzuki."
This was similar to America, where once a woman got married, she took her husband's last name.
But, whether they liked it or not, William White didn't care. In today's world, it was up to others to adapt to him.
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"Fujita, how is the world treating us now?"
"Regular people have mostly settled back into normalcy, wages are down a bit, but prices remain fairly stable. High-end venues will take a while to bounce back. By the way, sir, Disneyland has been performing well. Even though it's not peak season, it's still lively."
"Hmm, that's a management issue. America is doing relatively well. While it can't compare to here, at least it's not losing money."
Fulton held a great admiration for his boss's vision. It seemed that William had indeed struck a bargain with Disneyland. Mickey Mouse, who was on the verge of bankruptcy, had found an appropriate owner. As for the Disney family who got kicked to the curb, there wasn't much sympathy for them.
They simply didn't know how to manage or invest. So while they might be raking in cash now, handing it over to them would be a disaster.
"By the way, Fujita, I saw the recent briefings, and the sales of the manga figures looked pretty good. However, the expansion isn't robust enough. Readers are seeking novelty; you must keep trying, and even if you fail, that's fine."
"I understand, sir. We've recently brought in some new talent. They have some decent ideas; perhaps you could guide them."
"Sure, let's take a look. But as for guidance, that might not be necessary. The landscape of manga has changed so dramatically; I can hardly keep up."
William White could say that, but others couldn't really chime in. Even though he was American, that didn't affect his standing in the comic industry.
Legendary World and Viking Comics were all de-Americanizing, and honestly, there were considerable internal disputes. At the very least, the think tank disagreed with William on this matter.
Now that he had spent a fortune to establish a think tank, he intended to listen to their opinions. Since they suggested America wasn't so bad, he decided to maintain two independent departments.
Sure enough, the new comics leaned towards a more pastel palette. It appeared the Japanese people had experienced significant emotional trauma. This kind of healing style might not be bad.
Unfortunately, if this comic were to be released in America, it wouldn't be entirely smooth sailing. Though underground comics were profitable, any misstep could lead to serious repercussions.
The psychological state of the Japanese was a bit troubling. Comics from before the bubble crisis were evidently different from those currently on the market.
"Not bad, Fujita. It could be worth trying. Be bold and don't worry about failure."
"Alright, sir. We'll add two new comics in our next issue."
"Also, some comics shouldn't have to follow the international versions. Since we have standalone editions, if things don't work out, we can still do the international Japanese version."
Well, to make money, William White was willing to let go of any principles. Looking at the sales, both the American and European markets had seen declines. Therefore, the only growing market had to be expanded.
"Fujita, the comic market in Japan is vastly different from that in America. The population dividend in America is fading, or rather, the comic population dividend is diminishing. Those kids from before have grown up; they can't be counted on to buy comics weekly anymore. As for Japan, well, the age demographics are different here, with many customers being adults."
Filson was hearing this perspective for the first time. Although he looked at annual reports and knew Japanese comics sold well, he hadn't anticipated this to be the reason.
Hmm, that made sense. The consumer base in Japan was expanding, while in America, the buying population was decreasing.
"Cough, sir, if we could develop some comics aimed at adults..." Filson expressed, feeling somewhat reluctant to part with the vast American market.
"It's useless, Filson. There's actually one more factor at play: the American economy is rebounding. There aren't many people who need comics to pass the time or soothe their souls. In Japan, on the other hand, the impact of this latest bubble crisis will linger for some time."
"Indeed, sir. Not only us; several competitors are also doing well. Those comics aimed at adults are selling quite nicely."
Filson was a bit confused. He really couldn't grasp the connection between comics and 'action' films.
"Filson, tonight we can stroll through Akihabara. Ginza should be a bit quiet now, but those selling video games, selling comic books, cough, and those selling tapes are definitely doing a booming business."
Filson smiled wryly; he genuinely couldn't comprehend the Japanese mindset. Furthermore, this type of thing should have age ratings, right?
"Sir, being able to sell comics to different age groups... cough, they definitely have a method."
"Ha ha ha, what can you do? When you have money, you can go out and indulge. You can relish in all sorts of experiences. As for now, you can only stay at home and fantasize a bit. Life goes on; if they don't find some enjoyment, they'll go crazy."
Looking at the shelves filled with goods, a slightly tipsy Filson was left dumbfounded. Even though he couldn't read what was written, he was still shocked by the content of these comics.
Good grief, in America, they wouldn't just be talking about ratings. At that rate, one could easily be sued into bankruptcy.
Damn it, illustrations even had mosaics. Cough, could one not enjoy reading comics anymore?
"Sir, this is an industry -- a massive industry. They don't seem that impressive."
"Ha ha ha, Filson, the less impressive they are, the more they need varied tricks. If everything could be wrapped up in a few shots, complaints would come pouring in. Actually, that's not the worst part. Japanese women tend to be relatively gentle. Don't worry; they'll comfort and encourage you."
Filson burst out laughing, thinking this scene was absolutely terrifying. For now, he was grateful that even though he was a bit older, he wasn't in need of that sort of comfort.
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