The Development of Japanese Business: 1600-1973

The Development of Japanese Business: 1600-1973

by Johannes Hirschmeier, Tusenehiko Yui

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ISBN-13: 9781136604140
Publisher: Taylor & Francis
Publication date: 11/05/2013
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 344
File size: 691 KB

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Totally confused, but I still like it! XD
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great again!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Hmm . . . . Some undeveloped characters made it a little confusing. But it ain't bad. Keep up da good work.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Awesome i just dont understand the part where shes a vampire
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I toyed with the pen, clicking and unclicking it, my usual routine for this afternoon's interrogation. The man across from me had his lips thinned into a line, wating patiently for me to answer his question. Maybe I would answer him today, maybe I wouldn't. That decision was mine to make. <p> "Do you like this noise?" I asked, narrowing my eyes and cliking the pen multiple times. <p> He stared at me, sighing and smoothing back the hair on his balding head. "Miss Song, I would appreciate it if you answered my question." <p> I breathed out heavily through my nose, not in a sigh, just in an ejection of air I'd already sucked the oxygen out of. He would think it was a sigh, of course, which was what I wanted. I had the satisfaction to be the only one knowing yet another secret, the secret that I was truly not sighing, because to sigh I would have to decide I was sighing, which I wasn't, and nobody would ever guess whether I had sighed or just let out a breath, so they would automatically assume that I was sighing. That's how people worked, they made the easiest assumption to comprehend in the place of things they were uncertain of. It made me sick. <p> "And I want a cup of tea, so I suppose we're both left wishing for things we don't have," I answered. If he was going to make this interroation like the movies, then so was I. Maybe I would throw in a little mind game, too. <p> He sighed, and I knew it was a sigh coming from him, because he didn't have the creativity to outsmart me like I outsmarted him with the way I breathe. "Rogue. Why won't you answer my question? Do you have something to hide?" <p> I gimaced inwardly as his lips formed my name. He did it wrong. He said too much of the 'g', and I didn't particularly love the way he curled the 'o'. <p> "I have many things to hide," I said smartly, leaning back in my chair and trying to shake the disgusting way he said my name out of my mind. "Why did you take my gun?" <p> He proceeded to the next question. "Miss Song, where were you at 23:57 o'clock on the night of June twenty-third in the year of two thousand and fourteen?" <p> "I was with Sierra and Ian at the Funky Buddha," I answered. This was the only question I ever answered, because I liked to tell them that yes, indeed, we were clubbing illegally, and there was nothing they could do about it. The authorities thought they had all the cards in their hand, but really, my gang and I were always on the back of them, and we got to choose which ones got flipped over. <p> He scribbled my answer down on his clipboard for the billionth time, looking tiredly back up at me. "And what are Sierra and Ian's full names?" <p> "Brunswick and Vahn Houten," I answered, rolling my eyes and suppressing a smirk. I always answered this question, too, but I always incorrectly. Truth was, Sierra and Ian were just Sierra and Ian. They didn't ve last names. What was more, they were undocumented with the government, being street rats and all, so I saw no point in him wanting to know their full names if he couldn't identify them through his stupid computer files anyway. <p> He wrote down my answer again, asking his next and final question, the one I hated the most. <p> "Rogue Song, were you involved in the kidnapping of Skylar Lillian Tekile?"<p> I never answered this question.<p> God knows what Demitri would do if I did.<p> <p> I may or may not write more, because this week I'm gone. Afeadasae, loves. Xx
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I'm not who i think i am. My name is Kaitlynn but i go by Kati and this is the story about how i found out about my parents. My real parents. 12 years after i got adopted when i was 1 year old i found out who i really was. I found out who my parents were and why i was put up for adoption. It all started with a phone call. I was at school on the last day of seventh grade at the end of first period when i got a call from the office saying i need to bring my stuff immedietly because i was leaving. My mom has never in my life picked me up early from school so i was a little worried. Before i even shut the door to my mom's car she stepped on the gas pedal. " What's the hurry mom?" I asked her as she drove. She ignored me and started mumbling something. I listened closer and heard,"Should have listened... Kati... parents... should have listened." At this point i was starting to freak out a bit. "Mom?" I asked looking at her, "What is going on?" My mom looked at me for a second then looked back at the wheel. "Mom." I said louder. She looked at me again and answered, " I'm so sorry Kati." "For what?" I asked. "For not listening to your parents... and not telling you who you really are." I could see that her eyes were starting to tear up." Tell me now" I said gently. She wiped her eyes and quietly answered, " As you know you were adopted.." I nodded slowly getting nervous. "Kati your parents are British spies that work for the government" This surprised me a ton but i had a bigger question at the moment. I turned to my mom and said ,"Wait. You said they ARE British spies. But they are dead should shouldn't you have said they WERE British spies?" My mom replied in a shaking voice,"Kati your parents are still alive. They still work for the government too." Now my head was spinning with all this new information. " But if they are still alive why did they put me up for adoption?" I asked my mom. "They put you up for adoption because they knew it would be too dangerous to be raising a baby and go on as a spy because they knew it might put you in danger" She answered. " What does this all have to do with you taking me out of school saying it is a emergancy?" I asked. She replied, "Because your parents are in danger and only you can save them" ~~~~~~~~~~ Thanks for reading i will continue in the next result later. Btw if you cant tell this is my first story i have ever written. Thanks again! &hearts
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
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