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襲来重工業 CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS
ERIDANI PRIME, EPSILON ERIDANI, CORE WORLDS
13:27 UTC, JANUARY 14, 0007AE
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“There is still no response, from either the Nekomi or ‘Huris’, sir,” said Elsa somewhat demurely.
Renji wasn’t really paying attention, to be honest. He had grown accustomed to the failure of others to recognize a good deal when it was right in their face. They were offering the backward ‘Huris’ (what a terrible name for a system, or a sovereign entity) technology at a vast discount in an effort to stimulate trade, and have given the Nekomi the ability to state their price. No reply from either. It was all too typical. He wasn’t paying attention to the report, he was browsing through the Board of Directors listing and making anagrams out of members names.
襲来重工業 Board of Directors
01. Chief Biotech Officer (CBO): Mai Zheng
02. Chief Communications Officer (CCO): Elsa Iverson
03. Chief Engineering Officer (CeO): Ivana Voznesensky
04. Chief Executive Officer (CEO): Renji Tsukuda (Tsukuda Renji)
05. Chief Financial Officer (CFO): John Clark
06. Chief Information Officer (CIO): Iceal Jefferson
07. Chief Legal Officer (CLO): Uhuru Saototi
08. Chief Marketing Officer (CMO): Golan Armaryl
09. Chief Nanotech Officer (CNO): Daniel Archer
10. Chief Physics Officer (CpO): Arisawa Matsuyama (Matsuyama Arisawa)
11. Chief Production Officer (CPO): Jirai Ericsson
12. Chief Research Officer (CRO): Merle Sterling
13. Chief Security Officer (CSO): Thomas Thawan
It was unusual for a company to have its Chief Officers be its Board of Directors. In fact, it was quite simply
unheard of. But it was now the standard state of affairs at 襲来重工業. There was a simple reason for it: all the previous Directors (and most of the stockholders, for that matter) were dead, and the only people left alive who had retained significant amounts of stock were in fact company employees. With virtually nobody left to elect Directors, it had made sense to just take the most qualified members with the most stock and elevate them to the position. And so it was that they now had something of a corporate oligarchy, with the strange ability of the employees to fire their boss through a vote of no-confidence. Of course, it hadn’t come to that.
Renji had already laughed out loud at random at “I toots” from Uhuru’s last name. That had gotten him some rather strange looks. He was currently stumped at Ivana’s last name; it couldn’t be reassembled into anything meaningful. He nodded disinterestedly at the news and gestured down the table at Ivana, saying “Next.”
She cleared her throat and sorted out her papers “Final shakedown of the
Akagi and
Kapteyn Horizons have been completed and both are awaiting launch.”
Renji glanced up at her and tapped his holopen twice. She pulled out a different sheet and said “Reconstruction of the
Warrior class line is nearing full completion and we expect to resume bulk production soon.”
“And full-scale production of the M-63 (襲来重工業 Magnetic Accelerator Rifle, Caliber 3.2mm, M-63) has been reinitialized and deployed among our security forces,” she concluded.
“For which we are thankful,” piped up Thomas Thawan.
Renji glanced at the man before looking back at Ivana “What is the state of our defensive technology restoration?”
She finished reassembling her papers and set them upon the table before looking back at him “We’ve retrieved several samples and a lot of data but as Research has been ordered to focus on more
offensive applications we haven’t made much progress yet.”
“Which we think could use some revising,” stated Thomas.
Renji smirked a little and halfway turned in his seat, saying “Something you’d like to add, Thomas?”
The Security Officer shrugged a little “We took some hits while clearing out TY392 to get Khan – superior firepower’s all well and good but we really need some advanced protection back.”
Renji glanced across the table at Ivana, and at Merle as well “Consider it an
emphasis on the offensive, not an
exclusivity.”
He pointed across the table to the Chief Marketing Officer, breaking the usual pattern. Unlike most Board tables, that of 襲来重工業 was completely circular. The main distinguishing factor of the CEO’s position was that he faced towards the door and his chair had a higher backing. The difference wasn’t entirely motivated by egalitarianism—it also promoted easier viewing of all possible speakers and holoprojection. Not that the holoprojector had worked for awhile now, but when they got to that it would again show its benefits.
“What is the state of Public Relations,” asked Renji flatly. The teeming masses annoyed him with their incessant demands for more services and security and so forth. That they were providing all of it for free was a miracle already.
Corporate Socialism. What a concept. And they had still been unthankful.
Golan tapped away at a PDA, not missing a beat as he spoke, “We have managed to stem the fall of public opinion and have managed to boost it to the highest post-Scourge levels so far by proper public service announcements and education of the public.”
Renji tapped his pen once as if contemplating the verbal garbage he had just been fed. He found he didn’t like its taste, “So what you’re saying is the propaganda is working?”
Golan glanced up from his PDA for just a moment before giving a curt “Yes.”
“Does your department have any further suggestions,” inquired Renji, reclining in his chair.
Golan stayed silent for a moment, apparently pulling up a file, before launching into seemingly endless options “Lessened visibility of security personnel, increased funding of ongoing efforts, increased quality of ongoing efforts, better and more on-time customer service, making advertisement of products more appealing to consumers, cleaning up corporate image (being a weapons manufacturer, after all), offering public stock options to increase interest in company—”
Renji stopped him mid-sentence “Did you say offering public stock options?”
Golan looked up and set the PDA on the table, before sitting up straight “Research indicates that resuming the offering of stock similar to as was done pre-Scourge would boost consumer concern for the well-being of the company and so increase their interest in its success by tying the fortunes of the two together.”
Renji nodded a little, before asking “And how do you propose to go about redistributing stock when most of the economy is still just barely rebuilding?”
Golan tilted his head before saying “An easy way would be to offer stock options instead of raw credit during wage distribution and tax return; employees can either take credit, or stock, or a mix—credit pays off immediately, but stock pays off better later.”
There was some murmuring around the table. It had been how they’d all got stock, and they were here now. It made good enough sense, particularly as the company conducted most of the post-Scourge enterprise except for various small businesses, since only it had the resources to undertake such things. Renji let them talk for a moment before holding up his hand “Unless there are any serious objections to the implementation of these procedures, I see no reason for them not to go ahead—including the public offering of stock.”
They all looked his way. He looked back. Nobody said anything. He nodded “Alright then, with that out of the way, lets take a break for lunch and come back to finish this in an hour.”
They all got up, packed up their things, and shuffled out of the room. It really was an oligarchy, this Boardroom, but what wasn’t, ultimately? And it got things done. Even the people outside couldn’t argue with that much.